Books with title Nonsense!

Nonsense Novels was first published in 1920 yet a century later remains a huge favorite among Stephen Leacock fans. The British-born Canadian writer was renowned for his humor, and Nonsense Novels epitomizes both this skill and his mastery of the ridiculous. From an ill-fated Middle Ages romance to the dubious skills of a pitiful private eye and the happy outcome of a generations-old Scottish feud, Nonsense Novels is a tremendous listen.

A rhino with wings, a bat with a hat, a book-reading bunny? Nonsense! But author-illustrator Sally Kahler Phillips shows us more than obvious nonsense--she reminds us that there's another kind of nonsense at large in the world-- a less delightful and more insidious sort that occurs every time a child is belittled or not taken seriously. And that's the kind of nonsense no one should stand for! Sally Kahler Phillips lends her distinctive rhyming voice and cut-paper illustration style to an exploration of all kinds of nonsense.

'You elegant fowl!' Exuberant and ingenious, Lear's best-loved poems tell of jumblies, quangle wangles and luminous noses. One of 46 new books in the bestselling Little Black Classics series, to celebrate the first ever Penguin Classic in 1946. Each book gives readers a taste of the Classics' huge range and diversity, with works from around the world and across the centuries - including fables, decadence, heartbreak, tall tales, satire, ghosts, battles and elephants.

'You elegant fowl!'Exuberant and ingenious, Lear's best-loved poems tell of jumblies, quangle wangles and luminous noses.One of 46 new books in the bestselling Little Black Classics series, to celebrate the first ever Penguin Classic in 1946. Each book gives readers a taste of the Classics' huge range and diversity, with works from around the world and across the centuries - including fables, decadence, heartbreak, tall tales, satire, ghosts, battles and elephants.

There was an Old Man in a tree,Who was horribly bored by a Bee; When they said, "Does it buzz?" He replied, "Yes, it does!It’s a regular brute of a Bee."Generations of children and adults have delighted in the whimsical poems of Edward Lear (1812-88). And, despite his achievements as a noted English landscape painter and illustrator of animal life, Lear today is best known for his delightful volumes of nonsense verse. This work spanned several decades — from the first charming lines he wrote in the 1830s for the children of the Earl of Derby to his last collection of poems, published in 1877.This volume contains a rich sampling of Lear’s inspired nonsense, including more than 90 delightful limericks as well as a choice selection of longer poems along with the amusing illustrations he drew for each. Among these are such classics as "The Owl and the Pussy-cat," and "The Jumblies" as well as a number of lesser-known but equally charming selections: "Calico Pie," "The Duck and the Kangaroo," "Incidents in the Life of My Uncle Arly," "The Daddy Long-legs and the Fly," "The Broom, the Shovel, The Poker, and the Tongs," "Mr. and Mrs. Spikky Spider" and "The Courtship of the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bó."

A rhino with wings, a bat with a hat, a book-reading bunny? Nonsense! But author-illustrator Sally Kahler Phillips shows us more than obvious nonsense--she reminds us that there's another kind of nonsense at large in the world-- a less delightful and more insidious sort that occurs every time a child is belittled or not taken seriously. And that's the kind of nonsense no one should stand for! Sally Kahler Phillips lends her distinctive rhyming voice and cut-paper illustration style to an exploration of all kinds of nonsense.From the Hardcover edition.

Edward Lear, the artist, Author of "Journals of a Landscape Painter" in various out-of-the-way countries, and of the delightful "Books of Nonsense," which have amused successive generations of children, died on Sunday, January 29, 1888, at San Remo, Italy, where he had lived for twenty years. Few names could evoke a wider expression of passing regret at their appearance in the obituary column; for until his health began to fail he was known to an immense and almost a cosmopolitan circle of acquaintance, and popular wherever he was known. Fewer still could call up in the minds of intimate friends a deeper and more enduring feeling of sorrow for personal loss, mingled with the pleasantest of memories; for it was impossible to know him thoroughly and not to love him. London, Rome, the Mediterranean countries generally, Ceylon and India, are still all dotted with survivors among his generation who will mourn for him affectionately, although his latter years were spent in comparatively close retirement. He was a man of striking nobility of nature, fearless, independent, energetic, given to forming for himself strong opinions, often hastily, sometimes bitterly; not always strong or sound in judgment, but always seeking after truth in every matter, and following it as he understood it in scorn of consequence; utterly unselfish, devoted to his friends, generous even to extravagance towards any one who had ever been connected with his fortunes or his travels; playful, light-hearted, witty, and humorous, but not without those occasional fits of black depression and nervous irritability to which such temperaments are liable.