An Introduction to the Study of English Fiction

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D.C. Heath & Company, 1894 - 240 pages
Discusses the development of English fiction and the evolution of the English novel for a better apprehension of the included sample texts.

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Page 233 - 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, - I wish, Trim, I was asleep.
Page 137 - AH, what is love? It is a pretty thing, -£*- As sweet unto a shepherd as a king; And sweeter too, For kings have cares that wait upon a crown, And cares can make the sweetest love to frown: Ah then, ah then, If country loves such sweet desires do gain, What lady would not love a shepherd swain?
Page 230 - Trim, said my uncle Toby, blowing his nose, but that thou art a good-natured fellow. When I gave him the toast, continued the Corporal, 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 father ; and that if there was any thing in your house or cellar, — (And thou mightst have added my purse too, said my uncle Toby), — he was heartily welcome to it.
Page 53 - I'll not hurt thee, says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room with the fly in his hand, I'll not hurt a hair of thy head ; — Go, — says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape; — go, poor devil, get thee gone ; why should I hurt thee ? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.
Page 231 - Twas well said of thee, Trim, said my uncle Toby. But when a soldier, said I, 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...
Page 228 - 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.
Page 227 - 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 since, or had a desire to taste...
Page 227 - ... when my Uncle Toby dined or supped alone he would never suffer the Corporal to stand; and the poor fellow's veneration for his master was such, that with a proper artillery my Uncle Toby could have taken Dendermond itself with less trouble than he was able to gain this point over him : for many a time when my Uncle Toby supposed the Corporal's leg was at rest, he would look back and detect him standing behind him with the most dutiful respect; this bred more little squabbles betwixt them than...
Page 230 - I was answered, an' please your honour, that he had no servant with him; that he had come to the inn with hired horses, which, upon finding himself unable to proceed, (to join, I suppose, the regiment) he had dismissed the morning after he came. — If [348] I get better, my dear, said he, as he gave his purse to his son to pay the man, — we can hire horses from hence.
Page 231 - ... said my uncle Toby)— he was heartily welcome to it:— He made a very low bow (which was meant to your honour), but no answer— for his heart was full— so he went up stairs with the toast;— I warrant you, my dear, said I, as I opened the kitchen-door, your father will be well again...

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