Though I'm Anything But Clever, I Could

When Every Blessed Thing You Have Is Made Of Silver, Or Of Gold, You Long For Simple Pewter.

Though I'm Anything But Clever, I Could Talk Like That Forever.

Spurn Not The Nobly Born With Love Affected; Nor Treat With Virtuous Scorn The Well Connected.

All Bayonets Are Bad.

A Popular Speaker, However Unpopular And Insignificant, Has Only To Wind Up His Speech With Half-a-dozen Lines Of Shakespeare (and To Make It Clearly Understood That They Are Shakespeare's) And He Will Sit Down Amid Thunders Of Applause.