His Senses droop, his ſteddy Eyes unquick

“I kiss your Priapus,” Poittevin wrote frequently to Flaubert. “Adieu, dear Pederast,” “Adieu, old buddy, I kiss you and socratize you,” were standard greetings in Poittevin's missives to his friend in Croisset.

I'll see you tomorrow morning.

the attending of that which is subservient and subministrant , seemeth to be against proportion of reason