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an't BED OF JUSTICE Beguine behold better betwixt breeches brother Shandy cafe character charity conscience Corporal creature cried dangerous dangerous dear death distress door Eugenius evil eyes faid my uncle fame fense Fleur foul give hand happiness head heart Heaven Hobby-Horse honest honour IGNATIUS SANCHO JOHN ADAMS journey Laurence Sterne lise look Lord man's Maria matter mind mother nature neral never Obadiah parish parson passions pity pleasure poor quoth my father quoth my uncle racter reason regiment seel sent sERm sermon Shandy Hall shew Shillings sigure sinished sirst Slop sorrow spirits stand story Susannah tear tell thee ther thing thou art thou hast thought tion told took Trim Trim's Tristram Shandy truth turn uncle Toby uncle Toby's whilst whole widow wife wish word Yorick Zarephath
Seite 31 - 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 25 - But alas! the poor gentleman will never get from hence, said the landlady to me, — for I heard the death-watch all night long ; and when he dies, the youth, his son, will certainly die with him ; for he is broken-hearted already. I was hearing this account...
Seite 137 - I saw him pale and feverish ; in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood ; he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time, nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice ; his children — but here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait.
Seite 132 - For what is war ? what is it, Yorick, when fought, as ours has been, upon principles of liberty, and upon principles of honour — what is it, but the getting together of quiet and harmless people, with their swords in their hands, to keep the ambitious and the turbulent within bounds...
Seite 23 - 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.
Seite 21 - 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...
Seite 76 - Toby, which recommends her to protection and her brethren with her; 'tis the fortune of war which has put the whip into our hands now where it may be hereafter, heaven knows ! but be it where it will, the brave, Trim ! will not use it unkindly.
Seite 104 - His wife sung now and then a little to the tune, then intermitted, and joined her old man again as their children and grandchildren danced before them.