| James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902. | | | | February 10 | | To Charles Lamb | | By Richard Monckton Milnes, Lord Houghton (1809–1885) |
| | (Born Feb. 10, 1775)
THEE I would think one of the many wise, | |
| Who in Eliza’s time sat eminent, | |
| To our now world, his Purgatory sent | |
| To teach us what true English poets prize. | |
| Pasquilant forth and foreign galliardize | 5 |
| Are none of thine; but, when of gay intent, | |
| Thou usest staid old English merriment, | |
| Mannerly mirth, which no one dare despise. | |
| The scoffs and girds of our poor critic rout | |
| Must move thy pity, as amidst their mime, | 10 |
| Monk of Truth’s order, from thy memories | |
| Thou dost updraw outline simplicities, | |
| Grand Thought that never can be wearied out, | |
| Showing the unreality of Time. | | | | |
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