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

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

Stop not, unthinking, every friend you meet
To spin your wordy fabric in the street;
While you read more

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.

With vollies of eternal babble.

With vollies of eternal babble.

It would talk;
Lord, how it talked!

It would talk;
Lord, how it talked!

In general those who nothing have to say
Contrive to spend the longest time in doing it.

In general those who nothing have to say
Contrive to spend the longest time in doing it.

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.

No season now for calm, familiar talk.

No season now for calm, familiar talk.

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.

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.