--What is the finest face that ever man looked at! --I could hear _Trim_ talk so for ever, cried _Susannah_, --what is it! (_Susannah_ laid her hand upon _Trim's_ shoulder)--but corruption? ----_Susannah_ took it off.
Now I love you for this--and 'tis this delicious mixture within you which makes you dear creatures what you are--and he who hates you for it------all I can say of the matter is --That he has either a pumpkin for his head--or a pippin for his heart, --and whenever he is dissected 'twill be found so.
'What is the finest face that ever man saw?'
'I could hear Trim talk so for ever,' cried Susannah (laying her hand upon Trim's shoulder).
'What is it - but corruption?' - Susannah took it off.
Now I love you for this - 'tis this delicious mixture within you which makes you the dear creatures you are - and anyone who hates you for it - all I can say is, he has a pumpkin for his head.