And a little old devil looking out of every wrinkle!
BRIAN.
[Speaking at same time with MAYOR and CRIPPLES.]
And nobody will sing for him,
And nobody will hunt for him,
And nobody will fish for him,
And nobody will pray for him,
But ever and always curse him and abuse him.
MAYOR.
[Speaking at same time with CRIPPLES and BRIAN.]
What good is in a poet?
Has he money in a stocking,