It would be argument for a week, laughter for a month, and a good jest for ever.

Oh, laugh or mourn with me the rueful jest, / A cassocked huntsman and a fiddling priest!

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

A paltry, humbug jest; those who have the least wit make them best

Man is the only animal that laughs and weeps; for he is the only animal that is struck with the difference between what things are and what they might of been.

When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it.