A jests prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it.
A jests prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it.
Gay words and jests may make us smile,
When Sorrow is asleep;
But other things must make us smile,
When Sorrow bids us weep!
I gleaned jests at home from obsolete farces.
Be fond of the man who jests at his scars, if you like; but never believe he is being on the level with you.
All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
Nature reserves the right to inflict upon her children the most terrifying jests.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound. But, soft what light through yonder window breaks It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Jests that give pains are no jests.
The jests of the rich are ever successful.
He is indebted to his memory for his jests and to his imagination for his facts.
JESTER, n. An officer formerly attached to a king's household, whose business it was to amuse the court by ludicrous actions and utterances, the absurdity being attested by his motley costume. The king himself being attired with dignity, it took the world some centuries to discover that his own conduct and decrees were sufficiently ridiculous for the amusement not only of his court but of all mankind. The jester was commonly called a fool, but the poets and romancers have ever delighted to represent him as a singularly wise and witty person. In the circus of to-day the melancholy ghost of the court fool effects the dejection of humbler audiences with the same jests wherewith in life he gloomed the marble hall, panged the patrician sense of humor and tapped the tank of royal tears. The widow-queen of Portugal Had an audacious jester Who entered the confessional Disguised, and there confessed her. Father, she said, thine ear bend down -- My sins are more than scarlet I love my fool --blaspheming clown, And common, base-born varlet. Daughter, the mimic priest replied, That sin, indeed, is awful The church's pardon is denied To love that is unlawful. But since thy stubborn heart will be For him forever pleading, Thou'dst better make him, by decree, A man of birth and breeding. She made the fool a duke, in hope With Heaven's taboo to palter Then told a priest, who told the Pope, Who damned her from the altar --Barel Dort.
ROMEO He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
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