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.

If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;
I had it from my father.

If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;
I had it from my father.

What cracker is this same that deafs our ears
With this abundance of superfluous breath?

What cracker is this same that deafs our ears
With this abundance of superfluous breath?

With vollies of eternal babble.

With vollies of eternal babble.

Stop not, unthinking, every friend you meet
To spin your wordy fabric in the street;
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Stop not, unthinking, every friend you meet
To spin your wordy fabric in the street;
While you are emptying your colloquial pack,
The fiend Lumbago jumps upon his back.

He who talks much cannot always talk well.
[It., Chi parla troppo non puo parlar sempre bene.]

He who talks much cannot always talk well.
[It., Chi parla troppo non puo parlar sempre bene.]

A lot of good arguments are spoiled by some fool who knows what he is talking about.

A lot of good arguments are spoiled by some fool who knows what he is talking about.

I prithee take the cork out of thy mouth, that I may drink thy
tidings.

I prithee take the cork out of thy mouth, that I may drink thy
tidings.

Then he will talk--good gods, how he will talk!

Then he will talk--good gods, how he will talk!