An Englishman's never so natural as when he's holding his tongue.

I have often repented speaking, but never of holding my tongue.

I should think your tongue has broken its chain.

He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.

The natural habitat of the tongue is the left cheek.

Who says Australia offers not a home for every poor Englishman, or any other countryman that finds his way to our shores? And what sort of thanks do we get for it?