The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman, Band 2

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Methuen and Company, 1894
 

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Seite 69 - ... tis finished already, said the corporal — for I could stay no longer — so wished his honour a good night; young Le Fevre rose from off the bed, and saw me to the bottom of the stairs; and as we went down together, told me, they had come from Ireland, and were on their route to join the regiment in Flanders. — But alas! said the corporal —the lieutenant's last day's march is over.
Seite 167 - That of all the several ways of beginning a book which are now in practice throughout the known world, I am confident my own way of doing it is the best I'm sure it is the most religious for I begin with writing the first sentence and trusting to Almighty God for the second.
Seite 71 - The sun looked bright the morning after to every eye in the village but Le Fevre's and his afflicted son's ; the hand of death pressed heavy upon his eyelids, and hardly could the wheel at the cistern turn round its circle, when my uncle Toby, who had rose up an hour before his wonted time, entered the Lieutenant's room, and without preface or apology sat himself down...
Seite 152 - 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.
Seite 68 - I remember the story, an't please your honour,' said I, 'very well.' 'Do you so?' said he, wiping his eyes with his handkerchief; 'then well may I.' In saying this, he drew a little ring out of his bosom, which seemed tied with a black ribbon about his neck, and kissed it twice. ' Here, Billy,
Seite 16 - MY young master in London is dead ! said Obadiah. — A green-satin night-gown of my mother's, which had been twice scoured, was the first idea which Obadiah's exclamation brought into Susannah's head. — Well might Locke write a chapter upon the imperfections of words. — Then, quoth Susannah, we must all go into mourning.
Seite 242 - Tis Maria; said the postillion, observing I was listening — Poor Maria, continued he ( leaning his body on one side to let me see her, for he was in a line betwixt us ), is sitting upon a bank playing her vespers upon her pipe, with her little goat beside her.
Seite 71 - 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.
Seite 63 - Tis for a poor gentleman, I think, of the army, said the landlord, who has been taken ill at my house four days ago, and has never held up his head...
Seite 64 - Nicholas ; and, besides, it is so cold and rainy a night, that what with the roquelaure, and what with the weather, 'twill be enough to give your Honour your death, and bring on your Honour's torment in your groin.

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