Winthrop Mackworth Praed
Winthrop Mackworth Praed (28 July 1802 – 15 July 1839) was an English politician and poet.
- And oh! I shall find how, day by day,
All thoughts and things look older;
How the laugh of pleasure grows less gay,
And the heart of friendship colder.
- "Twenty-eight and Twenty-nine" in The Poetical Works of Winthrop Mackworth Praed (published 1860) p. 212.
- She was our queen, our rose, our star;
And then she danced—O Heaven, her dancing!
- "The Belle of the Ball" in The Poetical Works of Winthrop Mackworth Praed (published 1860) p. 139.
- Some lie beneath the churchyard stone,
And some before the speaker.
- School and Schoolfellows.
- I remember, I remember
How my childhood fleeted by,—
The mirth of its December
And the warmth of its July.
- "I remember, I remember" in The Poetical Works of Winthrop Mackworth Praed (published 1860) p. 248. Compare: " I remember, I remember / The house where I was born", Thomas Hood, I remember, I remember.
- His partners at the whist-club said
That he was faultless in his dealings.
- Dame Fortune is a fickle gipsy,
And always blind, and often tipsy;
Sometimes for years and years together,
She ’ll bless you with the sunniest weather,
Bestowing honour, pudding, pence,
You can’t imagine why or whence;—
Then in a moment—Presto, pass!—
Your joys are withered like the grass;
- John Bull was beat at Waterloo!
They’ll swear to that in France.
- Of science and logic he chatters,
As fine and as fast as he can;
Though I am no judge of such matters,
I’m sure he’s a talented man.
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