With vollies of eternal babble.

With vollies of eternal babble.

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.

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.

Talk with a man out at a window!--a proper saying!

Talk with a man out at a window!--a proper saying!

"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."

Talk low, talk slow and don't say too much.

Talk low, talk slow and don't say too much.

Talk to him of Jacob's ladder, and he would ask the number of the
steps.

Talk to him of Jacob's ladder, and he would ask the number of the
steps.

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

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