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And the talk slid north, and the talk slid south
With the sliding puffs from the hookah-mouth;
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And the talk slid north, and the talk slid south
With the sliding puffs from the hookah-mouth;
Four things greater than all things are--
Women and Horses and Power and War.
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.
No season now for calm, familiar talk.
No season now for calm, familiar talk.
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.
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.
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.
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.]
