Charles Stuart Calverley
1831–1884
Poems (9)
- Disaster’t Was ever thus from childhood’s hour
- Lovers, and a ReflectionIN 1 moss-prankt dells which the sunbeams flatter
- MotherhoodShe laid it where the sunbeams fall
- Ode to TobaccoThou who, when fears attack,
- On the BrinkI Watched her as she stooped to pluck
- The ArabON, on, my brown Arab, away, away!
- The Auld WifeThe AULD 1 wife sat at her ivied door,
- The Cock and the BullYOU 1 see this pebble-stone? It ’s a thing I bought
- “Forever”Forever! ’t is a single word!
