Frederick Locker-Lampson

Frederick Locker-Lampson (1821–1895) was an English man of letters and poet. Quotes And this was your Cradle? Why, surely, my Jenny,Such cozy dimensions go clearly to showYou were an exceedingly small pickaninny,Some nineteen or twenty short summers ago. The old Cradle; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). "Vanitas vanitatum" has rung in the earsOf gentle and simple for thousands of years;The wail still is heard, yet its notes never scareEither simple or gentle from Vanity Fair. Vanity Fair; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). What an arm—what a waistFor an arm! To My Grandmother; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). The world's as ugly, ay, as Sin,—And almost as delightful. The Jester's Plea; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). Lightly I sped when hope was high And youth beguiled the chase,—I follow, follow still: But I Shall never see her face. The Unrealized Ideal; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 195. External links Category:Poets from England Category:1895 deaths