And, whilst your grey-beards wag, the gaping guest
Sits wondering with a foolish face of praise. —Cumberland.
Antiphanes. (Book iii. § 62, p. 172.)
O, what a fool is he,
Who dreams about stability, or thinks,
Good easy dolt! that aught in life's secure!
Security!—either a loan is ask'd;
Then house and all that it contains are gone
At one fell sweep—or you've a suit to meet,