lunes, 2 de junio de 2014

Charles Lamb

Charles Lamb
(1775-1855)



(A poem about the life of the English writer Charles Lamb, written in 1st person)
Subject: 19th Century Literature (with professor Susana Bustos)

by Omar G. P.


“In literature, I was a specialist
some have called me a lovable man
a poet, writer and an essayist
my name was just Charles Lamb

The time was the eighteen century
the year was the seventy five
when I began to tell my story
of what I did when I was alive

My parents had seven children
not uncommon at that time
but only three of them,
including me were able to survive

My father was a lawyer
an assistant in a court
I grew up in Inner Temple
the place where he then worked

My family was from London
and I was the youngest child
I had an eldest brother
and a sister: Mary Lamb

From a very early age
she taught me how to read
I read every single page
and to books, I then took heed

In my study, I wasn’t lonely
with my schoolmistress and my aunt
with my granny, very lovely
forget their fondness, I just can’t

Later on, I would attend
what was a charity school
Greek and Latin, I would learn
but my teacher was not cool

I had a stuttering in my speech
an impediment to speak as I wished
I was told I couldn’t preach
so I started writing and recognition reached

I left school at the age of fourteen
I started working, ignoring my fears
I got a job in the East India Company, being a teen 
where I got pension after twenty five years

But it was Mary, my dear sister
who my best company would became
words of Shakespeare we would whisper
and for that, we would gain fame

There were periods of craziness
that I had one, I do not hide
but Mary got an attack of madness
in which she committed matricide

It was in a tragic strife
mom was yelling very hard
Mary took the kitchen knife
and stabbed her to the heart

I ran into the house
took the edge out of her hand
had to take her to a madhouse
which for months was her remand

The jury admitted insanity
and I chose to bring her with me;
they gave me her custody
under my responsibility,

I presided a club of study
to which literature was the trend
William Wordsworth was my buddy
And Samuel Coleridge, my friend

Though I was not a churchman
I did believed in God
in my poems and letters you can scan
the beliefs and views I got

Though I did fell in love,
ladies let me alone;
get married, I could not
I stayed with Mary at home

A graze in face led to a blister
A skin infection got inside me
I died before my sister
she’s buried now beside me

Wordsworth has composed,
a poem on my behalf
My path has been disclosed
in the words of my epitaph”



Charles Lamb Major works:


Short Stories:
  • “Rosamund Gray” (1792)
Essays and prose:
  • “Essays of Elia (1823)
Poems:
  • “A Vision of Repentance”
  • “Composed at Midnight”
  • “Charity”
  • “David”,
  • Living Without God In The World”,
  • “On The Lord's Prayer”
  • “Sonnet To A Friend" ,
  • “The Old Familiar Faces”,
  • “The Young Catechist”,
  • “Written a twelvemonth after the Events”,
  • “Written on Christmas Day”
Books (co-authored with Mary Lamb):
  • “Tales from Shakespeare” (1807)
Compilations:
  • “The Works of Charles Lamb: Volumes 1-2” (1818)
  • “The letters of Charles Lamb, with a sketch of his life. The poetical works” (1838)
  • “Works of Charles Lamb and Mary Lamb” (2010)
Biographical works:
  • Felicity James (2008). "Charles Lamb, Coleridge and Wordsworth"
Further reading: 

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