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˹éÒ xviii - Burton's Anatomy of Melancholy, he said, was the only book that ever took him out of bed two hours sooner than he wished to rise.
˹éÒ xliii - At the usual evening hour the chapel bell began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face, and he lifted up his head a little, and quickly said, 'Adsum!
˹éÒ 138 - I'll tell your honour, replied the corporal, every thing straight forwards, as I learnt it. Then, Trim, I'll fill another pipe, said my uncle Toby, and not interrupt thee till thou hast done; so sit down at thy ease, Trim, in the window seat, and begin thy story again.
˹éÒ 65 - I said) he was three years, and something more, indefatigably at work, and, at last, had scarce completed, by his own reckoning, one half of his undertaking: the misfortune was, that I was all that time totally neglected and abandoned to my mother: and what was almost as bad, by the very delay, the first part of the work, upon which my father had spent the most of his pains, was rendered entirely useless, — every day a page or two became of no consequence.
˹éÒ 97 - ... tis thou who enlargest the soul, — and openest all its powers to receive instruction and to relish virtue. — He that has thee, has little more to wish for; — and he that is so wretched as to want thee — wants every thing with thee. I have concentrated all that can be said upon this important head, said my father, into a very little room, therefore we'll read the chapter quite thro'.
˹éÒ 137 - ... twill be enough to give your honour your death, and bring on your honour's torment in your groin. I fear so, replied my uncle Toby; but I am not at rest in my mind, Trim, since the account the landlord has given me. — I wish I had not known so much of this affair, — added my uncle Toby, — or that I had known more of it: — How shall we manage it?
˹éÒ 146 - ... 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.
˹éÒ 135 - I am persuaded, said my uncle Toby, as the landlord shut the door, he is a very compassionate fellow, Trim, yet I cannot help entertaining a high opinion of his guest too ; there must be something more than common in him that in so short a time should win so much upon the affections of his host. And of his whole family, added the Corporal ; for they are all concerned for him.
˹éÒ 73 - Yorick, and finishing the sentence for him after his own fashion, he had saved five battalions, an' please your reverence, every soul of them: there was Cults' & continued the corporal, clapping the forefinger of his right hand upon the thumb of his left, and counting round his hand, there was Cutts's, Mackay's...
˹éÒ 139 - It was not till my uncle Toby had knocked the ashes out of his third pipe, that corporal Trim returned from the inn, and gave him the following account : I despaired at first...