Charles Dickens Poems

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Charles Dickens
Charles John Huffam Dickens,(7 February 1812 9 June 1870), was the foremost English novelist of the Victorian era, as well as a vigorous social campaigner. Considered one of the English language's greatest writers, he was acclaimed for his rich storytelling and memorable characters, and achieved massive worldwide popularity in his lifetime. Later critics, beginning with George Gissing and G. K. Chesterton, championed his mastery of prose, his endless invention of memorable characters and his powerful social sensibilities, but fellow writers such as George Henry Lewes, Henry James and Virginia Woolf fault his work for sentimentality, implausible occurrence and grotesque characters. The popularity of Dickens' novels and short stories has meant that not one has ever gone out of print. Dickens wrote serialised novels, the usual format for fiction at the time, and each new part of his stories was eagerly anticipated by the reading public.

palanquin bearers
Lightly, O lightly we bear her along,
She sways like a flower in the wind of our song;
She... [read poem]
song of a sewing machine
Oh, the happiest worker of all am I,
As my wheel and my needle so merrily fly;
With a spoo... [read poem]
the song of the wreck

The wind blew high, the waters raved,
A ship drove on the land,
A hundr... [read poem]
out of the dust
Out of the dust of all the past I came:
My body is compact of memories
Of other lives... [read poem]
the coromandel fishers
Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light,
The wind lies asleep in th... [read poem]
Between the grey monotony of sky
And darker grey monotony of sea
A solitary seagull p... [read poem]
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