Razors. Grocott's Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?

Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.

Razors


A fellow in a market town, Most musical cried razors up and down, And offer’d twelve for eighteenpence; Which certainly seem’d wondrous cheap, And for the money quite a heap, As ev’ry man would buy with cash and sense. Peter Pindar.—Ode III. Verse 4. A.D. 1786.	1
Sirrah! I tell you, you’re a knave, To cry up razors that can’t shave. Friend! quoth the razor man, “I am not a knave;” As for the razors you have bought Upon my soul I never thought That they would shave. “What were they made for then, you Dog,” he cries; “Made,” quoth the fellow with a smile, “to sell.” Peter Pindar.—Ode III. Verse 4. A.D. 1786.	2