Charles Stuart Calverley (December 22, 1831February 17, 1884) was an English poet. He was the literary father of what has been called "the university school of humour".

Quotes

  • Now the "rosy morn appearing"
    Floods with light the dazzled heaven;
    And the schoolboy groans on hearing
    That eternal clock strike seven:-
    Now the waggoner is driving
    Towards the fields his clattering wain;
    Now the bluebottle, reviving,
    Buzzes down his native pane.
    • Ode - "On a Distant Prospect" of Making a Fortune, from Verses and Translations (1862).
  • White is the wold, and ghostly
    The dank and leafless trees;
    And 'M's and 'N's are mostly
    Pronounced like 'B's and 'D's:
    'Neath bleak sheds, ice-encrusted,
    The sheep stands, mute and stolid:
    And ducks find out, disgusted,
    That all the ponds are solid.
    • Dirge, from Verses and Translations (1862).
  • O Beer! O Hodgson, Guinness, Allsop, Bass!
    Names that should be on every infant's tongue!
    Shall days and months and years and centuries pass,
    And still your merits be unrecked, unsung?
    Oh! I have gazed into my foaming glass,
    And wished that lyre could yet again be strung
    Which once rang prophet-like through Greece, and taught her
    Misguided sons that "the best drink was water."
    • Beer, from Verses and Translations (1862).
  • I have a liking old
    For thee, though manifold
    Stories, I know, are told
    Not to thy credit;
    How one (or two at most)
    Drops make a cat a ghost—
    Useless, except to roast—
    Doctors have said it:

    How they who use fusees
    All grow by slow degrees
    Brainless as chimpanzees,
    Meagre as lizards;
    Go mad, and beat their wives;
    Plunge (after shocking lives)
    Razors and carving knives
    Into their gizzards.

    • Ode to Tobacco.
  • I sit alone at present, dreaming darkly of a Dun.
    • In the Gloaming; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • I can not sing the old songs now!
    It is not that I deem them low;
    ’T is that I can’t remember how
    They go.
    • Changed; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • O my own, my beautiful, my blue-eyed!
    To be young once more and bite my thumb
    At the world and all its cares with you, I’d
    Give no inconsiderable sum.
    • First Love; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • The farmer’s daughter hath soft brown hair
    (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese)
    And I met with a ballad, I can’t say where,
    That wholly consisted of lines like these.
    • Ballad; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • ’T was ever thus from childhood’s hour!
    My fondest hopes would not decay:
    I never loved a tree or flower
    Which was the first to fade away.
    • Disaster; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). Compare:
      • Oh, ever thus, from childhood’s hour,
        I ’ve seen my fondest hopes decay;
        I never loved a tree or flower
        But ’t was the first to fade away.
        - Thomas Moore, The Fire Worshippers, p. 26.
  • Forever; ’t is a single word!
    Our rude forefathers deemed it two:
    Can you imagine so absurd
    A view?
    • Forever; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
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