Poems by William Makepeace Thackeray
The End Of The Play
... Dear hopes, dear friends, untimely killed ...
The Speculators
... Only those were abroad who were out on a lark, ...
Sorrows of Werther
... And his passion boiled and bubbled, ...
The Last Of May
... And though, good friend, with whom I dine, ...
My Nora
... Till deathtill death I'll think of thee ...
When Moonlike Ore The Hazure Seas
... Where England's loveliest shine ...
The Chaplet
... Went plucking flowerets here and there, ...
King Canute
... " "Don't say so," exclaimed the courtiers (striving each to squeeze a tear) ...
On A Very Old Woman
... In the bright presence of thy Lord ...
Le Grenier
... She comes with pouting lips and sparkling eyes: ...
To Mary
... But my soul, and my truth, and my tears, ...
The Mahogany Tree
... Kind hearts and true, ...
The King Of Brentford
... Sometimes, to view his kingdoms,rode forth this monarch good, ...
Ad Ministram
... Have it smoking, and tender, and juicy, ...
The Lamentable Ballad Of The Foundling Of Shoreditch
... And my patients wants their Doctor, and their Doctor wants his feez ...
