Poems by Charles Lamb
The Butterfly
... BROTHER. Your dancing, spangled, powdered beau, ...
Good Temper
... To make young good-resolves more steady, ...
A Parody
... The Cat's in the cupboard, your Mother's asleep ...
A Farewell to Tobacco
... Friendliest of plants, that I must) leave the ...
Incorrect Speaking
... If you know what you are speaking ...
Song For The C--N
... And well can she scare each royal orgie ...
The Reproof
... Dry bread would be received with joy ...
Eyes
... Kate's are bright, and fierce withal ...
To Margaret W------
... And every flaunting flower that blows, ...
The Dessert
... and sweeter Than the cake itself, and neater, ...
The Coffee Slips
... - Yet when they reach the destined shore, ...
On Being Asked To Write In Miss Westwood's Album
... She thence contrived this flattering moral, ...
Parental Recollections
... That would have mock'd the sense of pain ...
Thoughtless Cruelty
... There, Robert, you have kill'd that fly — ...
Cleanliness
... Which the next clear spring or river ...
