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

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,

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.