Oft has it been my lot to mark
A proud, conceited, talking spark.

Oft has it been my lot to mark
A proud, conceited, talking spark.

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 red wine first must rise
In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have 'em
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The red wine first must rise
In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have 'em
Talk us to silence.

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.

His talk was like a stream which runs
With rapid change from rock to roses;
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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.

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.

If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;
I had it from my father.

If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;
I had it from my father.

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

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

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.