...
Show More
It's hard to imagine that there is another reputable author who consistently held himself or herself to as limited an artistic standard as Edward Lear. This volume contains over 100 pages of what we can only call limericks, not one of which is as good as the first poem I found by typing "random limerick" into Google.
But hey -- judge for yourself. Here's a sample from Lear:
"There was an Old Person of Bangor,
Whose face was distorted with anger!
He tore off his boots,
And subsisted on roots,
That irascible Person of Bangor."
Compare this to poem #21 under the heading "Death" in the Wordsworth Book of Limericks:
"A daring young fellow in Bangor
Sneaked a super-swift jet from its hangar.
When he crashed in the bay,
Neighbors laid him away
In rather more sorrow than anger."
If, after carefully considering these poems, you still want to read the present collection, more power to you.
But hey -- judge for yourself. Here's a sample from Lear:
"There was an Old Person of Bangor,
Whose face was distorted with anger!
He tore off his boots,
And subsisted on roots,
That irascible Person of Bangor."
Compare this to poem #21 under the heading "Death" in the Wordsworth Book of Limericks:
"A daring young fellow in Bangor
Sneaked a super-swift jet from its hangar.
When he crashed in the bay,
Neighbors laid him away
In rather more sorrow than anger."
If, after carefully considering these poems, you still want to read the present collection, more power to you.