When you are lying awake with a dismal headache, and repose is tabooed by anxiety, I conceive you may use any language you choose to indulge in without impropriety.
The idiot who praises, with enthusiastic tone, All centuries but this, and every country but his own.
In short, whoever you may be, To this conclusion you'll agree, When every one is somebodee, Then no one's anybody!
Things are seldom what they seem.
I've an irritating chuckle, I've a celebrated sneer, I've an entertaining snigger, I've a fascinating leer; To everybody's prejudice I know a thing or two; I can tell a woman's age in half a minute--and I do
It is a glorious thing To be a Pirate King.
Isn't your life extremely flat,With nothing to grumble at?
If you're anxious to shine in the high aesthetic line as a man of culture rare, you must get up all the germs of the transcendental terms, and plant them everywhere.
Roll on, thou ball, roll on! Through pathless realms of Space, Roll on!
You must lie upon the daisies and discourse in novel phrases of complicated state of mind. The meaning doesn't matter if it's only idle chatter of a transcendental kind.
Let the punishment fit the crime.
Though I'm anything but clever, I could talk like that forever.
If you give me your attention, I will tell you what I am: I'm a genuine philanthropist--all other kinds are sham. Each little fault of temper and each social defect In my erring fellow creatures, I endeavor to correct.
I know everybody's income and what everybody earns, And I carefully compare it with the income-tax returns
For duty, duty must be done; The rule applies to everyone.
It's true I've got no shirts to wear; It's true my butcher's bill is due; It's true my prospects all look blue - But don't let that unsettle you.
My family pride is something inconceivable. I can't help it. I was born sneering.
Is life a boon? If so, it must befall That Death, whene'er he call, Must call too soon.
I love my fellow creatures - I do all the good I can - yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man!
To sit in solemn silence on a dull, dark dock in a pestilential prison with a life-long lock awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock from a cheap and chippy chopper on a big, black block.
Ah, pray no mistake, We are not shy; We're very wide awake The Moon and I.
I often think it's comical How Nature always does contrive That every boy and every gal That's born into the world alive Is either a little Liberal Or else a little Conservative!
every Jack He must study the knack If he wants to make sure of his Jill!
My object all sublime I shall achieve in time- To let the punishment fit the crime- The punishment fit the crime.
Strike the concertina's melancholy string! Blow the spirit-stirring harp like any thing! Let the piano's martial blast Rouse the Echoes of the Past
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