A fool's wild speech confounds the wise.
In listening mood she seemed to stand, The guardian Naiad of the strand.
I will tear this folly from my heart, though every fibre bleed as I rend it away!
God forgive me for having thought it possible that a schoolmaster could be out and out a rational being.
What I have to say is far more important than how long my eyelashes are.
Many a law, many a commandment have I broken, but my word never.