Eliza Cook

(24 December 1818 – 23 September 1889 / London Road / Southwark / England)

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Julie Brandon (4/20/2015 2:26:00 PM)

    As a child I purchased one of Eliza Cook's poetry books for 1 old penny at a jumble sale and still have it today. I learnt by heart and performed ' The Mouse and the Cake' one Christmas to my family, all of us would perform either a song, poem, some magic for the adults when we all got together as a family.

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The Sea-Child

HE crawls to the cliff and plays on a brink
Where every eye but his own would shrink;
No music he hears but the billow’s noise,
And shells and weeds are his only toys.
No lullaby can the mother find
To sing him to rest like the moaning wind;
And the louder it wails and the fiercer it sweeps,
The deeper he breathes and the sounder he sleeps.

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