my father-I had much rather walk than ride, faid Obadiah, fhutting the door.

What plagues! cried my father, going on with his calculation.But the waters are out, said Obadiak, opening the door again.

Till that moment, my father, who had a map of Sanfon's, and a book of the poft-roads before him, had kept his hand upon the head of his compasses, with one foot of them fixed upon Nevers, the last ftage he had paid for-purpofing to go on from that point with his journey and calculation, as foon as Obadiah quitted the room: but this fecond attack of Obadiab's, in opening the door, and laying the whole" country under water, was too much. He let go compaffesor rather, with a mixed motion between accident and anger, he threw them upon the table: and then there was nothing for him to do, but to rel turn back to Calais (like many others) as wife as he had fet out.

his

T. SHANDY, VOL. II. P. 13.

WH

REFLECTION UPON MAN.

"HEN I reflect upon man; and take a view of that dark fide of him which reprefents his life as open to fo many causes of trouble when I confi. der how oft we eat the bread of affliction, and that we are born to it, as to the portion of our inheritance when one runs over the catalogue of all the

crofs reckonings and forrowful items with which the heart of man is over-charged, 'tis wonderful by what hidden refources the mind is enabled to stand it out, and bear itself up as it does, against the impofitions laid upon our nature.

T. SHANDY, VOL, II. CHAP. 42.

TIME

EJACULATION.

IE waftes too faft; every letter I trace tells me with what rapidity life follows my pen; the days and hours of it, more precious, my dear Jenny! than the rubies about thy neck, are flying over our heads like light clouds of a windy day, never to return more-every thing preffes on-whilst thou art twisting that lock,-fee! it grows grey; and every time I kiss thy hand to bid adieu, and every abfence which follows it, are preludes to that eternal feparation which we are shortly to make.

T. SHANDY, VOL. IV. CHAP. 67.

LIFE OF MAN.

THAT is the life of man! is it not to fhift

WH

from fide to fide;-from forrow to forrow? -to button up one cause of vexation, and unbutton another!

T. SHANDY, VOL. 11. c. 66.

TRIM'S EXPLANATION

OF THE

FIFTH COMMANDMENT.

- PRYTE

R’YTHEE, Trim, quoth my father, What doft thou mean, by," honouring thy father and thy mother?"

Allowing them, an't please your honour, three halfpence a day out of my pay when they grow old.And didft thou do that, Trim? faid Yorick.-He did, indeed, replied my uncle Toby--Then, Trim, said Yorick, fpringing out of his chair, and taking the Corporal by the hand, thou art the best commentator upon that part of the Decalogue; and I honour thee more for it, Corporal Trim, than if thou hadft a hand in the Talmud itfelf.

T. SHANDY, V. III. C 32.

HEALTH.

BLESSED health! thou art above all gold and treasure; 'tis thou who enlargest the foul,and openeft all its powers to receive inftruction, and to relish virtue. He that has thee has little more to wifh for and he that is fo wretched as to want thee, wants every thing with thee.

T. SHANDY, V. III. C. 33.

CRO

SOLITUDE.

ROWDED towns, and bufy focieties, may delight the unthinking, and the gay-but folitude is the beft nurse of wisdom.

In folitude the mind gains ftrength, and learns to lean upon herself: in the world it feeks or accepts of a few treacherous fupports-the feigned compaffion of one-the flattery of a fecond-the civilities of a third-the friendship of a fourth-they all deceive, and bring the mind back to retirement, reflection, and books.

LETTER LXXXII.

DELI

FLATTERY,

ELICIOUS effence! how refreshing art thou to nature! how strongly are all its powers and all its weaknesses on thy fide! how fweetly doft thou mix with the blood, and help it through the most difficult and tortuous paffages to the heart.

SENT. JOURNEY, P. 210,

FORGIVENESS.

HE brave only know how to forgive;-it is

THE

the most refined and generous pitch of virtue human nature can arrive at:-Cowards have done good and kind actions,cowards have even fought, nay fometimes, even conquered; but a coward never forgave.-It is not in his nature;-the power of doing it flows only from a ftrength and greatnefs of foul, confcious of its own force and fecurity, and above the little temptations of refenting every fruitlefs attempt to interrupt its happiness.

SERMON XII. P. 244

✶ Christian Héro.

FAVOURS.

'N returning favours, we act differently from what

we do in conferring them: in the one cafe wê fimply confider what is beft, in the other, what is moft acceptable. The reafon is, that we have a right to act according to our own ideas of what will do the party moft good, in the cafe where we bestow a favour; but where we return one, we lofe this right, and act according to his conceptions who has