Parental Recollections

Parental Recollections

By Charles Lamb 1775–1834 Charles Lamb
A child's a plaything for an hour;
      Its pretty tricks we try
For that or for a longer space;
      Then tire, and lay it by.

But I knew one, that to itself
      All seasons could controul;
That would have mock'd the sense of pain
      Out of a grieved soul.

Thou, straggler into loving arms,
      Young climber up of knees,
When I forget thy thousand ways,
      Then life and all shall cease.

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Poet Charles Lamb 1775–1834

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

Subjects Living, Relationships, Family & Ancestors, Parenthood

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Charles Lamb

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Charles Lamb achieved lasting fame as a writer during the years 1820-1825, when he captivated the discerning English reading public with his personal essays in the London Magazine, collected as Essays of Elia (1823) and The Last Essays of Elia (1833). Known for their charm, humor, and perception, and laced with idiosyncrasies, these essays appear to be modest in scope, but their soundings are deep, and their ripples extend to . . .

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SUBJECT Living, Relationships, Family & Ancestors, Parenthood

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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