“Talents o’erflowing.” “Ay, enough to sluice me!”
“And then, Tom, such a fortune!” “Introduce me!”
QUID PRO QUO.
“Marriage, not mirage, Jane, here in your letter:
With your education, you surely know better.”
Quickly spoke my young wife, while I sat in confusion,
“’Tis quite correct, Thomas: they’re each an illusion.”
WOMAN—CONTRA.
When Adam, waking, first his lids unfolds
In Eden’s groves, beside him he beholds