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What thin partitions sense from thought divide.
What thin partitions sense from thought divide.
Sense is our helmet, wit is but the plume;
The plume exposes, 'tis our helmet saves.
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Sense is our helmet, wit is but the plume;
The plume exposes, 'tis our helmet saves.
Sense is the diamond, weighty, solid, sound;
When cut by wit, it casts a brighter beam;
Yet, wit apart, it is a diamond still.
'Tis use alone that sanctifies expense
And splendor borrow all her rays from sense.
'Tis use alone that sanctifies expense
And splendor borrow all her rays from sense.
He had used the work in its Pickwickian sense . . . he had merely
considered him a humbug read more
He had used the work in its Pickwickian sense . . . he had merely
considered him a humbug in a Pickwickian point of view.
Fool, 'tis in vain from wit to wit to roam:
Know, sense, like charity, begins at home.
Fool, 'tis in vain from wit to wit to roam:
Know, sense, like charity, begins at home.
Whate'er in her Horizon doth appear,
She is one Orb of Sense, all Eye, all aiery Ear.
Whate'er in her Horizon doth appear,
She is one Orb of Sense, all Eye, all aiery Ear.
Sensible people find nothing useless.
[Fr., Il n'est rien d'inutile aux personnes de sens.]
Sensible people find nothing useless.
[Fr., Il n'est rien d'inutile aux personnes de sens.]
Be sober, and to doubt prepense,
These are the sinews of good sense.
Be sober, and to doubt prepense,
These are the sinews of good sense.
Huzzaed out of my seven senses.
Huzzaed out of my seven senses.