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Poem by William Makepeace Thackeray


Sorrows Of Werther


WERTHER had a love for Charlotte
  	Such as words could never utter;
Would you know how first he met her?
  	She was cutting bread and butter.

Charlotte was a married lady,
  	And a moral man was Werther,
And, for all the wealth of Indies,
  	Would do nothing for to hurt her.

So he sighed and pined and ogled,
  	And his passion boiled and bubbled,
Till he blew his silly brains out,
  	And no more was by it troubled.

Charlotte, having seen his body
  	Borne before her on a shutter,
Like a well-conducted person,
  	Went on cutting bread and butter.

1855

William Makepeace Thackeray


William Makepeace Thackeray's other poems:
  1. The Minaret Bells
  2. The White Squall
  3. The Rocks
  4. My Nora
  5. Larry OТToole


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