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PUBLISHING PUNISHMENT

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| text = Grex venalium. 

A flock of hirelings (venal pack). Suetonius—De Clar. Rhet. I.

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Vulgus ignavum et nihil ultra verba ausurum.
A cowardly populace which will dare nothing beyond talk.
Tacitus—Annates. Bk. III. 58.


Neque mala, vel bona, quae vulgus putet.
The views of the multitude are neither bad
nor good.
Tacitus—Annates. Bk. VI. 22.
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 | text = It is to the middle class we must look for the
safety of England.
"Thackeray—Four Georges. George the Third.


The public be damned.
W. H. Vanderbilt's amused retort when
asked whether the public should be consulted about luxury trains. As reported by
Clarence Dresser in Chicago Tribuzie,
about 1883. See Letter by Ashley W.
Cole in N. Y. Times, Aug. 25, 1918.
Also Letter in Herald, Oct. 1, 1918, which
was answered in same, Oct. 28, 1918.
e Ssevitque animis ignobile vulgus,
Jamque faces et saxa volant.
The rude rabble are enraged; now firebrands and stones fly.
Vergil—Æneid. I. 149.


Scinditur incertum studia in contraria vulgus.
The uncertain multitude is divided by opposite opinions.
Vergil—Æneid. II. 39.


Vox omnibus una.
One cry was common to them all.
Vergil—Æneid. V. 616.


Les prgjuges, ami, sont les rois du vulgaire.
Prejudices, friend, govern the vulgar crowd.
Voltaire—Le Fanatisme. II. 4.


Our supreme governors, the mob.
Horace Walpole—Letter to Horace Mann.
Sept. 7, 1743.
n [Thel public path of life
Is dirty.
Young—Night Thoughts. VIII. 373.
PUBLISHING
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 | text = <poem>But I account the use that a man should seek
of the publishing of his own writings before his
death, to be but an untimely anticipation of
that which is proper to follow a man, and not
to go along with him.
Bacon—An Advertisement Touching a Holy
War. Epistle Dedicatory.


Yon second-hand bookseller is second to none
in the worth of the treasures which he dispenses.
Leigh Hunt—On the Beneficence of Bookstalls.
If I publish this poem for you, speaking as a
trader, I shall be a considerable loser. Did I
publish all I admire, out of sympathy with the
author, I should be a ruined man.
Bulwer-Lytton—My Novel. Bk. VI. Ch.
xrv.


If the bookseller happens to desire a privilege
for his merchandize, whether he is selling Rabelais or the Fathers of the Church, the magistrate
grants the privilege without answering for the
contents of the book.
Voltaire—A Philosophical Dictionary. Books.
Sec. 1.

PUMPKIN

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 | text = <poem>I don't know how to tell it—but ef such a thing could be
As the angels wantin' boardin', and they'd call around on me—
I'd want to 'commodate 'em—all the whole-in-durin' flock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.
James Whitcomb Riley—When the Frost is on the Punkin.


And the Creole of Cuba laughs out to behold
Through orange leaves shining the broad spheres of gold.
Whittier—The Pumpkin.


O,—fruit loved of boyhood!—the old days recalling,
When wood-grapes were purpling and brown nuts were falling!
When wild, ugly faces we carved in its skin,
Glaring out through the dark with a candle within!
When we laughed round the com-heap, with heartstall in tune,
Our chair a broad pumpkin,—our lantern the moon,
Telling tales of the fairy who travelled like steam
In a pumpkin-shell coach, with two rats for her team!
Whither—The Pumpkin.

PUN (See Humor, Jesting, Wrr;

PUNISHMENT

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 | text = <poem>See they suffer death,
But in their deaths remember they are men,
Strain not the laws to make their tortures grievous.
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 | work = Goto. Act III. Sc 5.


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| text = <poem>Let them stew in their own grease (or juice).

Bismarck, at the time of the Franco-German war, to Mr. Malet at Meaux. See Labouchere—Diary of a Besieged Resident. Stewing in our own gravy. Ned Ward—London Spy. Pt. DC. P. 219. (1709) (Describing a Turkish bath.) Idea in Viautus—Captives, Act I. Ver. 80-84. Teubner's ed.

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