Quote#Love
It's past parsons to console us
Quote byGeorge Meredith · 1828–1909
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Juggling Jerry, st. 9 (1859).
English (original)
It's past parsons to console us: No, nor no doctor fetch for me: I can die without my bolus; Two of a trade, lass, never agree! Parson and Doctor!--don't they love rarely Fighting the devil in other men's fields! Stand up yourself and match him fairly: Then see how the rascal yields!
— George Meredith
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