We shut our doors upon his twice-told jests, and send for the Prague minstrels to sing to us after dinner instead." "However," said Godolphin, "it is only poets you find so foolish as to be deceived by you.

There is not a single prose writer of real genius so absurd." "And why is that ?" "Because," replied Godolphin, philosophising, "poets address themselves more to women than men; and insensibly they acquire the weaknesses which they are accustomed to address.

A poet whose verses delight the women will be found, if we closely analyse his character, to be very like a woman himself." "You don't love poets ?" said Saville.
"The glory of old has departed from them.

I mean less from their pages than their minds.

We have plenty of beautiful poets, but how little poetry breathing of a great soul!" Here the door opened, and a Mr.Glosson was announced.