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.

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.

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.

A lot of good arguments are spoiled by some fool who knows what he is talking about.

A lot of good arguments are spoiled by some fool who knows what he is talking about.

Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.

Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.

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

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

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?

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

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