The Oscarians and Feklitusians screamed so loud that not one word could be distinguished from another.

Presently Oscar seized Feklitus by the arm, and drew him aside out of the mob.
"Don't you see, you mar-plot, that this hubbub is all your fault?
and that you are very provoking?
What do you gain by it?
Nothing.

What do you lose?
Everything.

But to show you that I am not like you, I propose to you to put the two couplets together, and use both.

Luckily they rhyme.