'Let dogs delight to bark and bite,
For God hath made them so;
Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 'tis their nature toe.'
'Let dogs delight to bark and bite,
For God hath made them so;
Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 'tis their nature toe.'
"Good boy!" said I. "Now that's where Dr. Watts—"
"Don't interrupt," said Jimmy. "It isn't manners so to do, when I'm just getting into my stride—"
'But, children, you should never let
Such angry passions rise:
Your little hands were never made
To tear each other's eyes…'
'But, children, you should never let
Such angry passions rise:
Your little hands were never made
To tear each other's eyes…'
"Please, I don't know any more."
"Nor need you," I assured him, "for, according to Jack, it's completely out of date."
"'M'yes!" Jimmy agreed. "But he won't get a European reputation by discovering that. They don't tear each other's eyes at the N.S.C., even—it's against the rules. Come and see for yourself, Professor."
"Angry passions," I went on patiently; "envy, hatred, and malice— especially hatred—are Jack's special lay; the Grand Research we call it. Take simple anger, for instance. What is it makes a man angry?"