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My tongue within my lips I rein:
For who talks much must talk in vain.
My tongue within my lips I rein:
For who talks much must talk in vain.
Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.
Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.
No season now for calm, familiar talk.
No season now for calm, familiar talk.
Words learn'd by rote a parrot may rehearse,
But talking is not always to converse,
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Words learn'd by rote a parrot may rehearse,
But talking is not always to converse,
Not more distinct from harmony divine
The constant creaking of a country sign.
With vollies of eternal babble.
With vollies of eternal babble.
Then he will talk--good gods, how he will talk!
Then he will talk--good gods, how he will talk!
No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk;
Then howsome'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things
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No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk;
Then howsome'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things
I shall digest it.
The red wine first must rise
In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have 'em
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The red wine first must rise
In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have 'em
Talk us to silence.
Oft has it been my lot to mark
A proud, conceited, talking spark.
Oft has it been my lot to mark
A proud, conceited, talking spark.
