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Gratis anhelans, multa agendo, nihil agens. Upon entering the town, the streets displayed all the bustle and excitement which the approaching meeting was eminently calculated to create in a place ordinarily quiescent and undisturbed: groups of men were scattered in different parts, conversing with great eagerness; while here and there some Demosthenes of the town, impatient of the coming strife, was haranguing his little knot of admiring friends, and preparing his oratorical organs by petty skirmishing for the grand battle of the morrow.
Upon my looking a little dissatisfied at some part of the picture, my attendant informed me that it was against Sir ROGER'S will, and at the earnest request of the gentleman himself, that he was drawn in the habit in which he had saved his master. No. 108. Gratis anhelans, multa agendo nihil agens. PHAEDR. Fab. v. 1. 2. Out of breath to no purpose, and very busy about nothing.
Gratis anhelans, multa agendo, nihil agens. Upon entering the town, the streets displayed all the bustle and excitement which the approaching meeting was eminently calculated to create in a place ordinarily quiescent and undisturbed: groups of men were scattered in different parts, conversing with great eagerness; while here and there some Demosthenes of the town, impatient of the coming strife, was haranguing his little knot of admiring friends, and preparing his oratorical organs by petty skirmishing for the grand battle of the morrow.
Upon my looking a little dissatisfy'd at some Part of the Picture my Attendant informed me that it was against Sir ROGER'S Will, and at the earnest Request of the Gentleman himself, that he was drawn in the Habit in which he had saved his Master. No. 108. Wednesday, July 4, 1711. Addison. 'Gratis anhelans, multa agendo nihil agens. Phaed.
In the present day, the busy retailer of other people's knowledge which he has spoiled in the handling, the restless guesser and commentator, the importunate hawker of undesirable superfluities, the everlasting word-compeller who rises early in the morning to praise what the world has already glorified, or makes himself haggard at night in writing out his dissent from what nobody ever believed, is not simply "gratis anhelans, multa agendo nihil agens" he is an obstruction.
"Oh! oh!" he murmured at length, "this is serious indeed." "Is it not?" said the king, uneasily. "Pulsus creber, anhelans, crepitans, irregularis," continued the leech. "Pasque-Dieu!" "This may carry off its man in less than three days." "Our Lady!" exclaimed the king. "And the remedy, gossip?" "I am meditating upon that, sire."
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