Edward Lear Books

The five-line limerick is where my nonsense first found its rhythm, and rhythm, indeed, is everything. I adored the limerick's bounding cadence—the leap and tumble that naturally led the tongue toward laughter. It offers compression and movement, a miniature adventure always returning safely home on...

From Nonsense

Every limerick I penned introduced a creature—sometimes human, sometimes animal, sometimes neither—that defied the ordinary. My characters are peculiar not because they are broken, but because they are triumphantly themselves. There was once an old man with a beard who startled his surroundings, or ...

From Nonsense