The New Vestments

by Edward Lear

The New Vestments by Edward Lear

There lived an old man in the kingdom of Tess,
Who invented a purely original dress;
And when it was perfectly made and complete,
He opened the door, and walked into the street.

By way of a hat, he’d a loaf of Brown Bread,
In the middle of which he inserted his head;—
His Shirt was made up of no end of dead Mice,
The warmth of whose skins was quite fluffy and nice;—
His Drawers were of Rabbit-skins, — but it is not known whose;—
His Waistcoat and Trowsers were made of Pork Chops;—
His Buttons were Jujubes, and Chocolate Drops;—
His Coat was all Pancakes with Jam for a border,
And a girdle of Biscuits to keep it in order;
And he wore over all, as a screen from bad weather,
A Cloak of green Cabbage-leaves stitched all together.

He had walked a short way, when he heard a great noise,
Of all sorts of Beasticles, Birdlings, and Boys;—
And from every long street and dark lane in the town
Beasts, Birdles, and Boys in a tumult rushed down.
Two Cows and a half ate his Cabbage-leaf Cloak;—
Four Apes seized his Girdle, which vanished like smoke;—
Three Kids ate up half of his Pancaky Coat,—
And the tails were devour’d by an ancient He Goat;—
An army of Dogs in a twinkling tore up his
Pork Waistcoat and Trowsers to give to their Puppies;—
And while they were growling, and mumbling the Chops,
Ten boys prigged the Jujubes and Chocolate Drops.—
He tried to run back to his house, but in vain,
Four Scores of fat Pigs came again and again;—
They rushed out of stables and hovels and doors,—
They tore off his stockings, his shoes, and his drawers;—
And now from the housetops with screechings descend,
Striped, spotted, white, black, and gray Cats without end,
They jumped on his shoulders and knocked off his hat,—
When Crows, Ducks, and Hens made a mincemeat of that;—
They speedily flew at his sleeves in trice,
And utterly tore up his Shirt of dead Mice;—
They swallowed the last of his Shirt with a squall,—
Whereon he ran home with no clothes on at all.

And he said to himself as he bolted the door,
“I will not wear a similar dress any more,
“Any more, any more, any more, never more!”

  — Edward Lear

From Laughable Lyrics: A Fresh Book of Nonsense Poems, Songs, Botany, Music, &c. R.J. Bush. Illustration by L. Leslie Brooke.

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From Laughable Lyrics: A Fresh Book of Nonsense Poems, Songs, Botany, Music, &c

Edward Lear’s Laughable Lyrics includes “The Pobble Who Has No Toes.” Edward Lear is a nineteenth century poet and artist, who wrote mostly nonsense literature and limericks, This book has absurd hand drawn illustrations that Edward Lear drew himself. This collection will expand your vocabulary and delight your soul. Ideal for kids 8 years and up.

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About the Author

Edward Lear was an English artist, illustrator, musician, author and poet, now known mostly for his literary nonsense in poetry and prose and especially his limericks, a form he popularized.

He lived from 1812-1888, and wrote and illustrated a number books, including A Book of Nonsense and The Jumblies and Other Verses. He is perhaps best-known for his poem “The Owl and the Pussycat.”

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