It would talk;
Lord, how it talked!

It would talk;
Lord, how it talked!

Whose talk is of bullocks.

Whose talk is of bullocks.

But still his tongue ran on, the less
Of weight it bore, with greater ease.

But still his tongue ran on, the less
Of weight it bore, with greater ease.

With vollies of eternal babble.

With vollies of eternal babble.

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.

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
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"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

His talk was like a stream which runs
With rapid change from rock to roses;
It slipped read more

His talk was like a stream which runs
With rapid change from rock to roses;
It slipped from politics to puns;
It passed from Mahomet to Moses;
Beginning with the laws that keep
The planets in the radiant courses,
And ending with some precept deep
For dressing eels or shoeing horses.

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?

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.