You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds
"You do tend to ramble..."
Ranmble? Not even, I am the very pink of courtsey! Talking isn't doing, It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds. I speak of life! Something that is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about! I speak of the royal road to a man's heart; to talk to him about the things he treasures most in life! Ah me- sometimes I wish that I was the weather, you'd bring me up in conversation forever. And when it rained, I'd be the talk of the day. And so, you may think I ramble, but I say I talk to every woman as if I loved her, and to every man as if he bored me, and at the end of my first season I will have the reputation of possessing the most perfect social tact!
Oh. I'm my age again too.
Ranmble? Not even, I am the very pink of courtsey! Talking isn't doing, It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds. I speak of life! Something that is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about! I speak of the royal road to a man's heart; to talk to him about the things he treasures most in life! Ah me- sometimes I wish that I was the weather, you'd bring me up in conversation forever. And when it rained, I'd be the talk of the day. And so, you may think I ramble, but I say I talk to every woman as if I loved her, and to every man as if he bored me, and at the end of my first season I will have the reputation of possessing the most perfect social tact!
Oh. I'm my age again too.