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added affair answer asked beginning better betwixt body brother called CHAPTER close coming continued Corporal Count cried dear devil door entered face father Fleur followed France French gave give given half hand head heart Heaven hold honour Italy kind King lady laid least leave less look Madame matter means mind Monsieur mother nature never night once opened Paris passed pipe poor postilion present quoth reason replied rest round scarce seemed Shandy short side single sitting soul spirit stand step stood story streets sure taken tell thee thing thou thought told took town Trim turn twas uncle Toby uncle Toby's Wadman walked whole wish woman write wrote Yorick
Page 305 - ... his children — But here my heart began to bleed — and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait.
Page 17 - Fevre, — as sickness and travelling are both expensive; and thou knowest he was but a poor Lieutenant, with a son to subsist as well as himself out of his pay, that thou didst not make an offer to him of my purse ; because, had he stood in need, thou knowest, Trim, he had been as welcome to it as myself.
Page 15 - If you are captain Shandy's servant, said he, you must present my thanks to your master, with my little boy's thanks along with them, for his courtesy to me; — if he was of Leven's — said the lieutenant. — I told him your honour was — Then...
Page 304 - ... home. Mechanical as the notes were, yet so true in tune to nature were they chanted, that in one moment they overthrew all my systematic reasonings upon the Bastile; and I heavily walked upstairs, unsaying every word I had said in going down them.
Page 19 - Toby had half finished the kind offers he was making to the father, had the son insensibly pressed up close to his knees, and had taken hold of the breast of his coat, and was pulling it towards him.
Page 273 - When the mourner got thus far on his story, he stopped to pay nature her tribute and wept bitterly. He said, Heaven had accepted the conditions, and that he had set out from his cottage with this poor creature, who had been a patient partner of his journey that it had eat the same bread with him all the way, and was unto him as a friend.
Page 18 - He shall not die, by G — , cried my uncle Toby. The ACCUSING SPIRIT, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blush'd as he gave it in ; and the RECORDING ANGEL, as he wrote it down, dropp'da tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
Page 18 - 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 127 - Just Disposer of our joys and sorrows, cried I, why could not a man sit down in the lap of content here — and dance, and sing, and say his prayers, and go to heaven with this nut-brown maid? Capriciously did she bend her head on one side, and dance up insidious — Then 'tis time to dance off...
Page 349 - HEAVEN - 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.