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Tubal, who was the first licenciate at Paris, told me that it was not enough to run apace, but to set forth betimes: so doth not the total welfare of our humanity depend upon perpetual drinking in a ribble rabble, like ducks, but on drinking early in the morning; unde versus,

Five books of the lives, heroic deeds and sayings of Gargantua and his son Pantagruel 2002

Tubal, who was the first licenciate at Paris, told me that it was not enough to run apace, but to set forth betimes: so doth not the total welfare of our humanity depend upon perpetual drinking in a ribble rabble, like ducks, but on drinking early in the morning; unde versus,

Five books of the lives, heroic deeds and sayings of Gargantua and his son Pantagruel 2002

They had to fall back on the Saxon, and call her a "rep," "a rip," "de ribble," etc., etc.

My New Curate P.A. Sheehan

I have half a mind to sc [ribble] another copy, and send it you.

The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb — Volume 5 The Letters of Charles and Mary Lamb Mary Lamb 1805

They are wonderfully well acquainted with Galen, but not at all with the disease of the patient; they have already deafened you with a long ribble-row of laws, but understand nothing of the case in hand; they have the theory of all things, let who will put it in practice.

The Essays of Montaigne — Complete Michel de Montaigne 1562

They are wonderfully well acquainted with Galen, but not at all with the disease of the patient; they have already deafened you with a long ribble-row of laws, but understand nothing of the case in hand; they have the theory of all things, let who will put it in practice.

The Essays of Montaigne — Volume 04 Michel de Montaigne 1562

And Master Tubal, who was the first licenciate at Paris, told me that it was not enough to run apace, but to set forth betimes: so doth not the total welfare of our humanity depend upon perpetual drinking in a ribble rabble, like ducks, but on drinking early in the morning; unde versus,

Gargantua and Pantagruel, Illustrated, Book 1 Fran��ois Rabelais 1518

Didn’t you spot her in her windaug, wubbling up on an osiery chair, with a meusic before her all cunniform letters, pretending to ribble a reedy derg on a fiddle she bogans without a band on?

Finnegans Wake 2006