“Oh, a sleeping drunkardUp in Central Park,And a lion-hunterIn the jungle dark,And a Chinese dentist, And a British queen--All fit together In the same machine. Nice, nice, very nice;Nice, nice, very nice;Nice, nice, very nice--So many different peopleIn the same device.”

“Oh, a lion hunter in the jungle dark,And a sleeping drunkardup in central park, and a Chinese dentistand a British queenAll fit togetherin the same machine. Nice, nice,such very differentpeople in the same device!”

“Nice, nice, very nice-- So many different people in the same device.”

“Nice, nice, very nice.”

“I am sure," cried Catherine, "I did not mean to say anything wrong; but it is a nice book, and why should not I call it so?""Very true," said Henry, "and this is a very nice day, and we are taking a very nice walk, and you are two very nice young ladies. Oh! It is a very nice word indeed! It does for everything. Originally perhaps it was applied only to express neatness, propriety, delicacy, or refinement—people were nice in their dress, in their sentiments, or their choice. But now every commendation on every subject is comprised in that one word.”

“Moth, that wasn't very nice.”