I never, with important air, In conversation overbear. . . . . My tongue within my lips I rein; For who talks much must talk in vain.
[Gulliver was soon being read] "from the cabinet council to the nursery".
Thus shadow owes its birth to light.
A Wolf eats sheep but now and then; Ten thousands are devour'd by men. An open foe may prove a curse, but a pretend friend is worse.
Beasts kill for hunger, men for pay.
Who talks much, must talk in vain.