HE Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "It would be grand!"
"If seven maids, with seven mops,
Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it;" said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.
Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass.
E easily convert our own vices into other people's virtues, the virtues of others into vices.
W. Hazlitt, Characteristics.
OU'D better keep clear of love-letters,
Or write them with caution and care;
In faith, they may fasten your fetters,
If wearing a conjugal air.
Lord Neaves, Songs and Verses.