Difficilis, facilis, jucundus, acerbus es idem,
Nec tecum possum vivere, nec sine te.—Martial.
[In all thy humors, whether grave or mellow,
Thou’rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow,
Hast so much wit, and mirth, and spleen about thee,
There is no living with thee, nor without thee.—Addison.]
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See! yonder goes old Mendax, telling lies
To that good, easy man with whom he’s walking.
How know I that? you ask, with some surprise;