The Works of Laurence Sterne: With a Life of the Author, Volume 2

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William Durell, 1813 - English literature
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Page 106 - The blood and spirits of Le Fevre, which were waxing cold and slow within him, and were retreating to their last citadel, the heart, — rallied back...
Page 104 - 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 99 - I believe, an' please your reverence, said I, that when a soldier gets time to pray, — he prays as heartily as a parson, — though not with all his fuss and hypocrisy. 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 seen who has done their duties in this world, — and who has not; and we shall be advanced, Trim, accordingly....
Page 232 - 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 231 - A sun-burnt daughter of Labour rose up from the group to meet me, as I advanced towards them; her hair, which was a dark chestnut approaching rather to a black, was tied up in a knot, all but a single tress. We want a cavalier...
Page 66 - Every thing in this world, said my father, is big with jest, — and has wit in it, and instruction too, — if we can but find it out.
Page 95 - ... twill be enough to give your honour your death, and bring on your honour's torment in your groin.
Page 101 - In saying this, he drew a little ring out of his bosom, which seemed tied with a black ribband about his neck, and kissed it twice - Here, 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 105 - Fever, said my uncle Toby, to my house, — and we'll send for a doctor to see what's the matter, — and we'll have an apothecary, — and the corporal shall be your nurse ; and I'll be your servant, Le Fever.
Page 101 - I wish," 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,

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