“Away on the hilltop sat combing her hair
His fair Hippopotamine maid.
The Hippopotamus was no ignoramus
And sang her this sweet serenade:
Mud! Mud! Glorious mud!
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood.
So, follow me, follow, down to the hollow,
And there let us wallow in glorious mud.</i”
The Hippopotamus Song
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English writer and performer 1922–1975Related quotes
“As a general rule philosophy is like stirring mud or not letting a sleeping dog lie.”
Samuel Butler (1835–1902) novelist
Philosophy
The Note-Books of Samuel Butler (1912), Part XX - First Principles
Context: As a general rule philosophy is like stirring mud or not letting a sleeping dog lie. It is an attempt to deny, circumvent or otherwise escape from the consequences of the interlacing of the roots of things with one another.
“Though the sun beat all day upon the mud,
Still foul the mud remains and bright the sun.”
Guido Guinizzelli (1230–1276) Italian poet
Fere lo sol lo fango tutto ’l giorno;
Vil riman, ne il sol perde colore.
Canzone. (Poeti del Primo Secolo, Firenze, 1816, p. 92).
Translation reported in Harbottle's Dictionary of quotations French and Italian (1904), p. 302.
“He vanished abruptly, like an eel going into mud.”
P.G. Wodehouse book Joy in the Morning
Joy in the Morning (1947)
“You gave me your mud and I have turned it to gold.”
Charles Baudelaire book Les Fleurs du mal
Tu m’as donné ta boue et j’en ai fait de l’or. <br class="br">"Ébauche d’un épilogue pour la 2e édition," Les Fleurs du Mal (1861), Appendice II: Autres pièces http://fr.wikisource.org/wiki/Les_Fleurs_du_mal_-_Ebauche_d'un_%C3%A9pilogue_pour_la_2e_%C3%A9dition
