Edward Lear's Nonsense Books

Edward Lear's nonsense books complete set - online version

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The following lines by Mr. Lear were written for a young lady of his acquaintance, who had quoted to him the words of a young lady not of his acquaintance,
"HOW PLEASANT TO KNOW MR. LEAR!"
"How pleasant to know
Mr. Lear!"
Who has written such
volumes of stuff! Some
think him ill-tempered and
queer,
But a few think him
pleasant enough.
His mind is concrete and
fastidious,
His nose is remarkably
big; His visage is more or
less hideous,
His beard it resembles a
wig.
He has ears, and two eyes, and ten fingers, Leastways if you reckon two thumbs; Long ago he was one of the singers, But now he is one of the dumbs.
He sits in a beautiful
parlor,
With hundreds of books on
the wall; He drinks a great
deal of Marsala,
But never gets tipsy at all.
He has many friends, lay men and clerical, Old Foss is the name of his cat; His body is perfectly spherical, He weareth a runcible hat.
When he walks in waterproof white, The children run after him so! Calling out, "He's come out in his night-Gown, that crazy old Englishman, oh!"
He weeps by the side of the ocean,
He weeps on the top of the hill; He purchases pancakes and lotion, And chocolate shrimps from the mill.
He reads, but he cannot speak, Spanish, He cannot abide ginger beer: Ere the days of his pilgrimage vanish, How pleasant to know Mr. Lear!