“The papers all, my child, agree,
’Tis brimful of facetiæ.
“And everybody says the piece
With brilliant wit is filled;”
“And what is wit, my dear Papa?”
Quoth innocent Clotilde.
“Why, that I cannot say,” quoth he,
“But wit is not—vulgarity.”
From George Cruikshank’s Comic Almanack
for 1847.