Part 103 (1/2)

_Tristam Shandy_.

Vol. ii. Chapter xii.

Go, poor devil, get thee gone; why should hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.

Vol. iii. Chapter ix.

Great wits jump.[27]

[Note 27: ”Good witts will jumpe.”--_Dr. Couqham, Camden Soc. Pub._, p.20]

Vol. iii. Chapter xi.

Our armies swore terribly in Flanders, cried my uncle Toby--but nothing to this.

Vol. vi. Chapter viii.

And the recording angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out for ever.

SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY.

Page 1.

”They order” said I, ”this matter better in France.”

_In the Street_. _Calais_.

I pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beersheba, and cry, 'Tis all barren.

_The Pa.s.sport_. _The Hotel at Paris_.

Disguise thyself as thou wilt, still, Slavery, said I, still thou art a bitter draught.