Oliver Herford

(1863-1935)

Quotations

  • ''She has a whim of iron.''
    Oliver Herford (1863-1935), U.S. poet, illustrator. Remark, attributed to Herford, referring to his wife. It reappeared in Excuse It Please, "Impossible Pudding" (1929), as "King Barumph has a whim of iron!"
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  • ''"We are nearer to Spring
    Than we were in September,"
    I heard a bird sing
    In the dark of December.''
    Oliver Herford (1863-1935), poet. I Heard a Bird Sing (l. 5-8). . . New Treasury of Children's Poetry, A; Old Favorites and New Discoveries. Joanna Cole, comp. (1984) Doubleday & Company.
  • ''Children, behold the Chimpanzee:
    He sits on the ancestral tree
    From which we sprang in ages gone.''
    Oliver Herford (1863-1935), poet. The Chimpanzee (l. 1-3). . . Nonsense Anthology, A. Carolyn Wells, comp. (1930) Charles Scribner's Sons (paperback edition of 1958 published by Dover Publications).
  • ''Sudden the wee Elf
    Smiled a wee smile,

    Tugged till the toadstool
    Toppled in two.
    Holding it over him
    Gaily he flew.''
    Oliver Herford (1863-1935), poet. The Elf and the Dormouse (l. 15-20). . . Family Book of Best Loved Poems, The. David L. George, ed. (1952) Doubleday & Company.
  • ''Ermined and minked and Persian-lambed,
    Be-puffed (be-painted, too, alas!)
    Be-decked, be-diamonded—be-damned!
    The Women of the Better Class.''
    Oliver Herford (1863-1935), U.S. poet, illustrator. The Women of the Better Class, st. 4.
  • ''Ermined and minked and Persian-lambed,
    Be-puffed (be-painted, too, alas!)
    Be-decked, be-diamonded—be-damned!
    The Women of the Better Class.''
    Oliver Herford (1863-1935), U.S. poet, illustrator. The Women of the Better Class.
  • ''Ermined and minked and Persian-lambed,
    Be-puffed (be-painted, too, alas!)
    Be-decked, be-diamonded be-damned!
    The Women of the Better Class.''
    Oliver Herford (1863-1935), U.S. poet, illustrator. The Women of the Better Class, st. 4.

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Anticipation

When I grow up I mean to be
A Lion large and fierce to see.
I’ll mew so loud that Cook in fright
Will give me all the cream in sight.
And anyone who dares to say
“Poor Puss” to me will rue the day.
Then having swallowed him I’ll creep
Into the Guest Room Bed to sleep.

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