They never taste who always drink;
They always talk who never think.

They never taste who always drink;
They always talk who never think.

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.]

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.

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.

It would talk;
Lord, how it talked!

It would talk;
Lord, how it talked!

What cracker is this same that deafs our ears
With this abundance of superfluous breath?

What cracker is this same that deafs our ears
With this abundance of superfluous breath?

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.

With vollies of eternal babble.

With vollies of eternal babble.

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.