Must give us pause. There’s the consideration
That makes endurance of so long a life.
For who would bear the quips and quirks of Bartlett,
Tart Biggar’s tongue, O’Donnell’s contumely,
The gibes of gadfly Gorst, Warton’s delay,
The cheek of callow Churchill, and the spurns
That patient Forster of rude Healy takes,
When he to them might their quietus give
With a bare majority? Who’d night sittings bear,
To yawn and faint for twenty weary hours,