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Melancholetta

With saddest music all day longShe soothed her secret sorrow:At night she sighed “I fear ’twas wrongSuch cheerful words to borrow.Dearest, a sweeter, sadder songI’ll sing to thee to-morrow.” I thanked her, but I could not sayThat I was glad…

Madrigal

(To Miss May Forshall.) HE shouts amain, he shouts again,(Her brother, fierce, as bluff King Hal),“I tell you flat, I shall do that!”She softly whispers ” ‘May’ for ‘shall’!”He wistful sighed one eventide(Her friend, that made this Madrigal),“And shall I…

Little Birds

Little Birds are dining Warily and well, Hid in mossy cell:Hid, I say, by waitersGorgeous in their gaiters— I’ve a Tale to tell.Little Birds are feeding Justices with jam, Rich in frizzled ham:Rich, I say, in oystersHaunting shady cloisters— That…

Lays of Sorrow

The day was wet, the rain fell souseLike jars of strawberry jam, [1] asound was heard in the old henhouse,A beating of a hammer.Of stalwart form, and visage warm,Two youths were seen within it,Splitting up an old tree into perches…

I’ll Tell Thee Everything I Can

I’ll tell thee everything I can;There’s little to relate,I saw an aged, aged man,A-sitting on a gate.“Who are you, aged man?” I said.“And how is it you live?”And his answer trickled through my headLike water through a sieve. He said,…

Hunting of the Snark: Preface

PREFACE If—-and the thing is wildly possible—-t he charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief but instructive poem, it would be based, I feel convinced, on the line “Then the bowsprit got mixed with…

Humpty Dumpty’s Song

In winter, when the fields are white,I sing this song for your delight. In Spring, when woods are getting green,I’ll try and tell you what I mean. In Summer, when the days are long,Perhaps you’ll understand the song. In Autumn,…

Four Riddles

IThere was an ancient City, stricken downWith a strange frenzy, and for many a dayThey paced from morn to eve the crowded town,And danced the night away. I asked the cause: the aged man grew sad:They pointed to a building…

Fit the Eighth – The Vanishing

They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;They pursued it with forks and hope;They threatened its life with a railway-share;They charmed it with smiles and soap.They shuddered to think that the chase might fail,And the Beaver, excited at…

Fit the Seventh – The Banker’s Fate

They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;They pursued it with forks and hope;They threatened its life with a railway-share;They charmed it with smiles and soap.And the Banker, inspired with a courage so newIt was matter for general…