Sullivan, Edmund J.

And feeding high, and living soft, grew plump and able-bodied; until the grave churchwarden doff'd, the parson smirk'd and nodded

"Youthful hopes, by scores, to all when the locks are crisp and curl'd; unto me my maudlin gall and my mockeries of the world"

Then yelp'd the cur, and yawl'd the cat; ran Gaffer, stumbled Gammer. The goose flew this way and flew that, and fill'd the house with clamour ...

"I hit at last upon this lamp. I have wrenched off the wires and things, and I hold it so."