It sings, too, in company with myriads of mates.

Your soliloquists, Yoomy, are mostly herons and owls." Said Babbalanja, "Very clever, my lord; but think you not, there are men eloquent, who never babble in the marketplace ?" "Ay, and arrant babblers at home.

In few words, Babbalanja, you espouse a bad cause.

Most of you mortals are peacocks; some having tails, and some not; those who have them will be sure to thrust their plumes in your face; for the rest, they will display their bald cruppers, and still screech for admiration.

But when a great genius is born into Mardi, he nods, and is known." "More wit, but, with deference, perhaps less truth, my lord.