Most men remember obligations, but are not often likely to be grateful; the proud are made sour by the remembrance and the vain silent

Lithe and long as the serpent train, Springing and clinging from tree to tree, Now darting upward, now down again, With a twist and a twirl that are strange to see.

Lithe and long as the serpent train,Springing and clinging from tree to tree,Now darting upward, now down again,With a twist and a twirl that are strange to see.

The proverb answers where the sermon fails, as a well-charged pistol will do more execution than a whole barrel of gunpowder idly exploded in the air