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Page 108 - He shall not drop." said my uncle Toby, firmly. "A-well-o'day, do what we can for him, said Trim, maintaining his point,; "the poor soul will die." "He shall not die, by G— !" cried my uncle Toby. The Accusing Spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in, and the Recording Angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
Page 108 - There was a frankness in my uncle Toby, — not the effect of familiarity, — but the cause of it, — which let you at once into his soul, and showed you the goodness of his nature ; to this there was something in his looks, and voice, and manner, superadded, which eternally beckoned to the unfortunate to come and take shelter under him : so that before...
Page 107 - Billy,' said he; the boy flew across the room to the bedside, and falling down upon his knee, took the ring in his hand, and kissed it too ; then kissed his father, and sat down upon the bed and wept." " I wish," said my Uncle Toby, with a deep sigh,
Page 107 - ... said my uncle Toby, with a deep sigh, — I wish, Trim, I was asleep. Your honour, replied the corporal, is too much concerned; — shall I pour your honour out a glass of sack to your pipe? Do, Trim, said my uncle Toby.
Page 108 - ... should have the best quarters, Trim ; and if we had him with us, — we could tend and look to him,- — thou art an excellent nurse thyself, Trim, and what with thy care of him, and the old woman's and his boy's and mine together, we might recruit him again at once, and set him upon his legs. — In a fortnight or three weeks, added my uncle Toby, smiling, — he might march. — He will never march, an' please your honour, in this world, said the corporal.
Page 133 - Tis all, all bitterness to thee — whatever life is to others! And now thy mouth, if one knew the truth of it, is as bitter, I dare say, as soot' (for he had cast aside the stem), 'and thou hast not a friend perhaps in all this world that will give thee a macaroon.
Page 106 - I am sure, said I, his honour will not like the toast the worse for being toasted by an old soldier. The youth took hold of my hand, and instantly burst into tears. Poor youth ! said my uncle Toby, — he has been bred up from an infant in the army, and the name of a soldier Trim, sounded in his ears like the name of a friend ; — I wish I had him here. I never, in the longest march, said the corporal, had so great a mind to my dinner, as I had to cry with him for company: — What could be the...
Page 133 - ... ass would eat a macaroon — than of benevolence in giving him one, which presided in the act. When the ass had eaten his macaroon, I pressed him to come in — the poor beast was heavy loaded — his legs seemed to tremble under him — he hung rather backwards, and as I pulled at his halter, it broke short in my hand — he looked up pensive in my face — "Don't thrash me with it — but if you will, you may" — If I do, said I, I'll be d — d.
Page 107 - Fevre, as sickness and travelling are both expensive, and thou knewest 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 20 - That tho' my digressions are all fair, as you observe, — and that I fly off from what I am about, as far and as often too as any writer in Great Britain ; yet I constantly take care to order affairs so, that my main business does not stand still in my absence.