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How suddenly he skims the glassy pool,
I love to be awake, and hear
But most of all it wins
The bee observe ;
Unwearied alchymists, the blooming world
very labour makes the certain cause Of future wealth.
But see, the setting fun
Happy the man who truly loves his home, And never wanders farther from his door
gone to day ; who feels his heart Still drawing homeward, and delights like us
more to rest his foot on own threhold.
T was some time in the summer of that year in which
Dendermond was taken by the allies, which was about seven years before
father came into the country,--and about as many after the time, that my uncle Toby and Trim had privately decamped from my father's houfe in town, in order to lay some of the finest fieges to some of the finest for. tified cities in Europe-when my uncle Toby wasone evening getting his supper, with Trim fitting behind him at a small fideboard ;--The landlord of a little inn in the village came into the parlour with an empty phial in his hand to beg a glass or two of fack. ; '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 any thing, till jufl now, that he has a fancy for a glass of sack and a thin toat)
I think, says he, taking his hand from his forehead, it would comfort me.
-If I could neither beg, borrow, or buy such a thing, --added the landlord, I would almoft steal it for the poor gentleman, he is so ill.
I hope in God he will still mend, continued he-we are all of us concerned for him.
Thou art a good-natured soul, I will answer for thee, cried my uncle Toby; and thou shalt drink the poor gentleman's health in a glass of sack thyself,--and take a couple of bottles with my fervice, and tell him he is heartily welcome to them, and to a dozen more if they will do him good.
Though 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 fo short a time should win so much upon the affections of his hoit ;And of his whole family, added the corporal, for they are all concerned for him.-Step after him, said my uncle Toby,-do Trim,--and alk if he knows his name,
I have quite forgot it, truly, said the landlord, poming back into the parlour with the corporal, but I can alk his son again -Has he a fon with him then ? said my uncle Toby.—A boy, replied the landlord, of about eleven
:--but the poor creature has tafted almost as little as his father ; he does nothing but mourn and lament for him night and day : He has not stirred from the bed-lide these two days.
My uncle Toby laid down his knife and fork, and thruft his plate from before him, as the landlord gave him the ae
count; and Trim, without being ordered, took them away without saying one word, and in a few minutes after brought him his pipe and tobacco. Stay in the room a little, said my
uncle TobyTrim !-faid my uncle Toby, after he lighted his pipe, and smoaked about a dozen* whiffs.Trim came in front of his master and made his bow ;--my uncle Toby smoaked on, and said no more.
Corporal ! faid
uncle Toby-the corporal made his bow. My uncle Toby proceeded no farther, but finished his pipe.
Trim ! faid my uncle Toby, I have a project in my head, as it is a bad night, of wrapping myself up warm roquelaure, and paying a visit to this poor gentleman.
-Your honour's roquelaure, replied the corporal, has not once been had on, since the night before honour received your wound, when we mounted guard in the trenches before the gate of St. 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. I fear fo, 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 !- Leave it, an't please your honour, to me, quoth the corporal ; I'll take my hat and stick, and go to the house and reconnoitre, and act accordingly ; and I will bring your honour a full account in an hour. -Thou shalt go, Trim, said my
uncle Toby, and here's a shilling for thee to drink with his fervant. -I shall get it all out of him, said the corporal, shutting the door.