The Works of Laurence Sterne: With a Life of the Author, 2. köideBickers & son, 1873 |
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... Thou art a good - natured soul I will answer for thee , cried my uncle Toby ; and thou shalt drink the poor gentleman's health in a glass of sack thyself , - and take a couple of bottles with my service , and tell him he is heartily ...
... Thou art a good - natured soul I will answer for thee , cried my uncle Toby ; and thou shalt drink the poor gentleman's health in a glass of sack thyself , - and take a couple of bottles with my service , and tell him he is heartily ...
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... bring your Honour a full account in an hour . Thou shalt go , Trim , said my uncle Toby ; and here's a shilling for thee to drink with his servant.I shall get it all out of him , said the Corporal OF TRISTRAM SHANDY . 11.
... bring your Honour a full account in an hour . Thou shalt go , Trim , said my uncle Toby ; and here's a shilling for thee to drink with his servant.I shall get it all out of him , said the Corporal OF TRISTRAM SHANDY . 11.
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... thou hast done ; so sit down at thy ease , Trim , in the window - seat , and begin thy story again . The Corporal made his old bow , which generally spoke as plain as a bow could speak it , Your Honour is good : -and having done that ...
... thou hast done ; so sit down at thy ease , Trim , in the window - seat , and begin thy story again . The Corporal made his old bow , which generally spoke as plain as a bow could speak it , Your Honour is good : -and having done that ...
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... thou art a good - natured fellow . -When I gave him the toast , continued the Cor- poral , I thought it was proper to tell him I was Captain Shandy's servant , and that your Honour ( though a stranger ) was extremely concerned for his ...
... thou art a good - natured fellow . -When I gave him the toast , continued the Cor- poral , I thought it was proper to tell him I was Captain Shandy's servant , and that your Honour ( though a stranger ) was extremely concerned for his ...
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... Thou shouldst not have said that , Trim , said my uncle Toby , -for God only knows who is a hypocrite , and who is not . -At the great and general review of us all , Corporal , at the day of judgment ( and not till then ) -it will be ...
... Thou shouldst not have said that , Trim , said my uncle Toby , -for God only knows who is a hypocrite , and who is not . -At the great and general review of us all , Corporal , at the day of judgment ( and not till then ) -it will be ...
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Page 15 - I heard the poor gentleman say his prayers last night, said the landlady, very devoutly, and with my own ears, or I could not have believed it. Are you sure of it ? replied the curate. A soldier, an' please your reverence, said I, prays as often (of his own accord) as a parson ; and when he is fighting for his king, and for his own life, and for his honour too, he has the most reason to pray to God of any one in the whole world. 'Twas well said of thee, Trim, said my uncle Toby. But when a soldier,...
Page 305 - The learned SMELFUNGUS travelled from Boulogne to Paris — from Paris to Rome — and so on — but he set out with the spleen and jaundice, and every object he pass'd by was discoloured or distorted — He wrote an account of them, but 'twas nothing but the account of his miserable feelings.
Page 214 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To Be, contents his natural desire, He asks no Angel's wing, no Seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Page 12 - IT was not till my uncle Toby had knocked the ashes out of his third pipe, that Corporal Trim returned from the inn, and gave him the following account : I despaired at first...
Page 20 - My uncle Toby went to his bureau, put his purse into his breeches pocket, and, having ordered the Corporal to go early in the morning for a physician, he went to bed and fell asleep.
Page 409 - Eternal fountain of our feelings ! — 'tis here I trace thee — and this is thy ' divinity which stirs within me' — not that in some sad and sickening moments, ' my soul shrinks back upon herself, and startles at destruction ' — mere pomp of words ! — but that I feel some generous joys and generous cares beyond myself — all comes from thee, great — great Sensorium of the world ! which vibrates, if a hair of our heads but falls upon the ground, in the remotest desert of thy creation...
Page 357 - said the starling. I stood looking at the bird; and to every person who came through the passage it ran, fluttering to the side towards which they approached it, with the same lamentation of its captivity. "I can't get out!
Page 412 - ... and in three minutes every soul was ready, upon a little esplanade before the house, to begin. The old man and his wife came out last, and, placing me betwixt them, sat down upon a sofa of turf by the door.
Page 15 - ... an' please your reverence, has been standing for twelve hours together in the trenches, up to his knees in cold water — or engaged, said I, for months together in long and dangerous marches ; harassed, perhaps, in his rear to-day ; harassing others to-morrow ; detached here ; countermanded there ; resting this night out upon his arms ; beat up in his shirt the next ; benumbed in his joints ; perhaps without straw in his tent to kneel on, [he] must say his prayers how and when he can. I believe...
Page 357 - I took to be of a child, which complained "it could not get out". — I look'd up and down the passage, and, seeing neither man, woman, nor child, I went out without further attention. In my return back through the passage, I heard the same words repeated twice over; and, looking up, I saw it was a starling hung in a little cage. — "I can't get out — I can't get out,