William Schwenck Gilbert

(1836 - 1911 / London / England)

William Schwenck Gilbert Poems

161. Damon Vs. Pythias 1/1/2004
162. A Merry Madrigal 1/1/2004
163. Blue Blood 1/1/2004
164. When A Merry Maiden Marries 1/1/2004
165. The Yarn Of The Nancy Bell 1/1/2004
166. A Classical Revival 1/1/2004

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Best Poem of William Schwenck Gilbert

A Merry Madrigal

Brightly dawns our wedding day;
Joyous hour, we give thee greeting!
Whither, whither art thou fleeting?
Fickle moment, prithee stay!
What though mortal joys be hollow?
Pleasures come, if sorrows follow.
Though the tocsin sound, ere long,
Ding dong! Ding dong!
Yet until the shadows fall
Over one and over all,
Sing a merry madrigal -
Fal la!

Let us dry the ready tear;
Though the hours are surely creeping,
Little need for woeful weeping
Till the sad sundown is near.
All must sip the cup of sorrow,
I to-day and thou to-morrow:
This the ...

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The Judge's Song

When I, good friends, was called to the Bar,
I'd an appetite fresh and hearty,
But I was, as many young barristers are,
An impecunious party.
I'd a swallow-tail coat of a beautiful blue -
A brief which was brought by a booby -
A couple of shirts and a collar or two,
And a ring that looked like a ruby!