|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|Who can hold a fire in his hand|
By thinking on the frosty Caucasus?
Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite
By bare imagination of a feast?
Or wallow naked in December snow
By thinking on fantastic summers heat?
Shakespeare.King Richard II., Act I. Scene 3. (Bolingbroke to Gaunt.) The wife of Baths tale. Prol. Line 6721.
|Thinking is but an idle waste of thought;|
For nought is every thing, and every thing is nought.
Smith.Rejected Addresses; imitation of Lord Byron.
|So in this way of writing without thinking,|
Thou hast a strange alacrity in sinking.
Dorset.Sat. on Edward Howard.
|I have a kind of alacrity in sinking.|
Shakespeare.Merry Wives of Windsor, Act III. Scene 5. (Falstaff.)