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

- Charles Stuart Calverley

Meaning, however, is no great matter.

- 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 s…

- Charles Stuart Calverley

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

- 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

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

- 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

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

- Charles Stuart Calverley

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

- Charles Stuart Calverley