Oh, wouldn't the world seem dull and flat with nothing whatever to grumble at? — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
On my face extended flat I was walloped with a cat For listening at the key-hole of the door. — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
Oh, don't the days seem lank and long When all goes right and nothing goes wrong, And isn't your life extremely flat… — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
The Law is the true embodiment of everything that's excellent; it has no kind of fault or flaw and I, my Lords, embody the… — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share
I love my fellow creatures - I do all the good I can - yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man! — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share
The idiot who praises, with enthusiastic tone, All centuries but this, and every country but his own. — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share
And that singular anomaly, the lady novelist-- I don't think she'd be missed--I'm sure she'd not be missed! — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share
I am the Captain of the Pinafore ; And a right good captain too! . . . . And I'm never, never sick at… — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share
Utopia's quite another land; In her enterprising movements, She is England--with improvements — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share
Is life a boon? If so, it must befall That Death, whene'er he call, Must call too soon. — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share
The happiest hour a sailor sees Is when he's down At an inland town, With his Nancy on his knees, yo ho! And his… — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share
Then a sentimental passion of a vegetable fashion must excite your languid spleen, An attachment a la Plato for a bashful young potato, or… — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share
