The Mischief

You don't know what you're saying!
Don't I!
Nay!
Well, happen not: for, come to think of it,
Never has man wagged tongue since Adam's day,
Who's not regretted once that he's not bit
His tongue out before speaking. Yet, it's clear,
The mischief's not so much in what we say,
As in what other fellows choose to hear.
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