Panurge had no sooner heard this, but he was upon the high-rope.
What do you say? cried they; do you call it Entelechy or Endelechy? Truly, truly, sweet cousins, quoth Panurge, we are a silly sort of grout-headed lobcocks, an't please you; be so kind as to forgive us if we chance to knock words out of joint. As for anything else, we are downright honest fellows and true hearts.françois rabelais
Panurge auoyt la pulee en l'oreille.
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