Top 17 Quotes & Sayings by Charles Stuart Calverley

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Last updated on December 21, 2024.

Charles Stuart Calverley was an English poet and wit. He was the literary father of what has been called "the university school of humour".

English - Poet | December 22, 1831 - February 17, 1884

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I cannot sing the old songs now! It is not that I deem them low, 'Tis that I can't remember how They go.

Charles Stuart Calverley

Read not Milton, for he is dry; nor Shakespeare, for he wrote of common life.

Charles Stuart Calverley

Meaning, however, is no great matter.

Charles Stuart Calverley

I know you've been married to the same woman for 69 years. That is marvellous. It must be very inexpensive.

Charles Stuart Calverley

But what is coffee, but a noxious berry, Born to keep used-up Londoners awake?

Charles Stuart Calverley

The farmer's daughter hath soft brown hair And I met with a ballad, I can't say where, That wholly consisted of lines like these.

Charles Stuart Calverley

Should ever anything be missed - milk, coals, umbrellas, brandy - the cat's pitched into with a boot or anything that's handy.

Charles Stuart Calverley

Life is with such all beer and skittles. They are not difficult to please About their victuals.

Charles Stuart Calverley

Oh Beer! Oh 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?

Charles Stuart Calverley

I've read in many a novel, that unless they've souls that grovel-- Folks prefer in fact a hovel to your dreary marble halls.

Charles Stuart Calverley

Go mad, and beat their wives; Plunge (after shocking lives) Razors and carving knives Into their gizzards.

Charles Stuart Calverley

The heart which grief hath cankered, Hath one unfailing remedy - the Tankard.

Charles Stuart Calverley

I sit alone at present, dreaming darkly of a Dun.

Charles Stuart Calverley

Precious to me - it is the Dinner Bell. Oh blessed Bell! Thou bringest beef and beer.

Charles Stuart Calverley

The auld wife sat at her ivied door, (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) A thing she had frequently done before; And her spectacles lay on her apron'd knees.

Charles Stuart Calverley

But ah! disasters have their use; And life might e'en be too sunshiny.

Charles Stuart Calverley