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What is this the sound and rumor? What is this that all men hear, Like the wind in hollow valleys read more
What is this the sound and rumor? What is this that all men hear, Like the wind in hollow valleys when the storm is drawing near, Like the rolling of the ocean in the eventide of fear? 'Tis the people marching on
Dad, I'm in some trouble. There's been an accident and you're going to hear all sorts of things about me read more
Dad, I'm in some trouble. There's been an accident and you're going to hear all sorts of things about me from now on. Terrible things.
Nature abhors a vacuum but why do most people hasten to fill in the blanks with garbage?
Nature abhors a vacuum but why do most people hasten to fill in the blanks with garbage?
Rumor is a pipe
Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures,
And of so easy and so plain a read more
Rumor is a pipe
Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures,
And of so easy and so plain a stop
That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,
The still-discordant wavering multitude,
Can play upon it.
Rumor doth double, like the voice and echo,
The numbers of the feared.
Rumor doth double, like the voice and echo,
The numbers of the feared.
Some report elsewhere whatever is told them; the measure of
fiction always increases, and each fresh narrator adds something read more
Some report elsewhere whatever is told them; the measure of
fiction always increases, and each fresh narrator adds something
to what he has heard.
[Lat., Hi narrata ferunt alio; mensuraque ficti
Crescit et auditus aliquid novus adjicit auctor.]
What some invent the rest enlarge.
What some invent the rest enlarge.
Enemies carry a report in form different from the original.
[Lat., Nam inimici famam non ita ut nata est read more
Enemies carry a report in form different from the original.
[Lat., Nam inimici famam non ita ut nata est ferunt.]