|It would talk;|
Lord, how it talked!
Beaumont and FletcherThe Scornful Lady. Act IV. Sc. 1.
|But still his tongue ran on, the less|
Of weight it bore, with greater ease.
ButlerHudibras. Pt. III. Canto II. L. 443.
|With vollies of eternal babble.|
ButlerHudibras. Pt. III. Canto II. L. 453.
|The time has come, the Walrus said,|
To talk of many things:
Of shoesand shipsand sealing-wax
Of cabbagesand kings
And why the sea is boiling hot
And whether pigs have wings.
Lewis CarrollThrough the Looking Glass. Ch. III.
|Persuasion tips his tongue wheneer he talks.|
Colley CibberParody on Popes lines.
|Words learnd by rote a parrot may rehearse,|
But talking is not always to converse,
Not more distinct from harmony divine
The constant creaking of a country sign.
CowperConversation. L. 7.
|But far more numerous was the herd of such,|
Who think too little, and who talk too much.
DrydenAbsalom and Achitophel. Pt. I. L. 533.
|Whose talk is of bullocks.|
Ecclesiasticus. XXXVIII. 25.
|My tongue within my lips I rein;|
For who talks much must talk in vain.
GayIntroduction to the Fables. Pt. I. L. 57.
|Chi parla troppo non può parlar sempre bene.|
He who talks much cannot always talk well.
GoldoniPamela. I. 6.
|Stop not, unthinking, every friend you meet|
To spin your wordy fabric in the street;
While you are emptying your colloquial pack,
The fiend Lumbago jumps upon his back.
HolmesUrania. A Rhymed Lesson. L. 439.
|No season now for calm, familiar talk.|
HomerIliad. Bk. XXII. L. 169. Popes trans.
| Talk to him of Jacobs ladder, and he would ask the number of the steps.|
Douglas JerroldA Matter-of-Fact Man.
|And the talk slid north, and the talk slid south|
With the sliding puffs from the hookah-mouth;
Four things greater than all things are
Women and Horses and Power and War.
KiplingBallad of the Kings Jest.
|Then he will talkgood gods, how he will talk!|
Nathaniel LeeAlexander the Great. Act I. Sc. 1.
|In general those who nothing have to say|
Contrive to spend the longest time in doing it.
LowellAn Oriental Apologue. St. 15.
|Oft has it been my lot to mark|
A proud, conceited, talking spark.
James MerrickThe Chameleon.
|His talk was like a stream which runs|
With rapid change from rock to roses;
It slipped from politics to puns;
It passed from Mahomet to Moses;
Beginning with the laws that keep
The planets in their radiant courses,
And ending with some precept deep
For dressing eels or shoeing horses.
|They never taste who always drink;|
They always talk who never think.
PriorUpon a Passage in the Scaligerana.
| I prythee, take the cork out of thy mouth that I may drink thy tidings.|
As You Like It. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 12.
|If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;|
I had it from my father.
Henry VIII. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 26.
| The red wine first must rise|
In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have em
Talk us to silence.
Henry VIII. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 43.
|What cracker is this same that deafs our ears|
With this abundance of superfluous breath?
King John. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 147.
| No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk;|
Then, howsoeer thou speakst, mong other things
I shall digest it.
Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 5. L. 93.
| Talk with a man out at a windowa proper saying.|
Much Ado About Nothing. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 190.
| My lord shall never rest:|
Ill watch him, tame and talk him out of patience:
His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift.
Othello. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 22.
|Talkers are no good doers; be assurd|
We come to use our hands and not our tongues.
Richard III. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 352.
| A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk, and will speak more in a minute than he will stand to in a month.|
Romeo and Juliet. Act II. Sc. 4. L. 155.
|She sits tormenting every guest,|
Nor gives her tongue one moments rest,
In phrases batterd, stale, and trite,
Which modern ladies call polite.
SwiftThe Journal of a Modern Lady.
|Good talkers are only found in Paris.|
François VillonDes Femmes de Paris. II.
|Le secret dennuyer est celui de tout dire.|
The secret of being tiresome is in telling everything.
|Little said is soonest mended.|
George WitherThe Shepherds Hunting.