...As stated last week, the library of the College of Surgeons will be closed during September. LEC—" Words are things, and a small drop of ink Falling, like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, pvrlmru millions, think." Byron. OBS— Kew Gardens...

...little meant ; And many a word at random spoken May soothe or wound a heart that's broken. Scott. But ld have thought the very windows spake, So many greedy looks of yo a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think. — Byron. Words are mighty,...

...feeling ; but they are such liars, And take all colours — like the hands of dyers. LXXXVIII. But words are things : and a small drop of ink Falling, like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions think : 'Tis strange, the shortest...

...candid when we can, But vindicate the ways of God to man." — POPB. HOW MEN MAY BECOME MORAL. "Bat words are things; and a small drop of ink, Falling, like dew, upon a thoughi, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think!" — BYBOIT. " "Tis education...

...Hudibras. Words so debased and hard, no stone Was hard enough to touch them on. BUTLER: Hudibras. But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling, like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think. BYRON. The strongest love...

...others' feelmg ; hut they are such liars, And take all colours — like the hands of dyers, LXXXVIII. But aid from where she knelt : j His trance was gone — his keen eye s a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think : 'Tis strange, the shortest...

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...lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time. — Longfellow. 4. But words are things ; and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think. — Byron. 5. 'Twas in autumn,...

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...Then, in the very next stanza, comes the solemnity of Jacques, in rather clumsier language : 88. But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think. In the fourth canto, upon...