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Aw, they wouldn't be hoult; And every trennel and every boult The best of stuff. Aw, didn' considher The 'spense nor nothin' not a fig! And three lugs at her that was the rig And raked a bit, three reg'lar scutchers, And carried her canvas like a ducherss. Chut! the trim is in the boat. Ballast away! but the trim's in the float In the very make of her! That's the trimming!"
Trim's casuistry and address, under the cover of his low bow, prevented all suspicion in my uncle Toby, so he went on with what he had to say to Trim as follows: For my own part, Trim, though I can see little or no difference betwixt my nephew's being called Tristram or Trismegistus yet as the thing sits so near my brother's heart, Trim I would freely have given a hundred pounds rather than it should have happened.
Not in the least, replied Dr. Slop; for it does not appear on which side of the question it is wrote, it may be a composition of a divine of our church, as well as yours, so that we run equal risques. 'Tis wrote upon neither side, quoth Trim, for 'tis only upon Conscience, an' please your Honours. Trim's reason put his audience into good humour, all but Dr.
Strutting, swaggering, proud and vain, They seem to think they may well disdain With the peasant a glass of his wine to drain But, soft to the left o' the fire I see Three riflemen, who from the Tyrol should be Emmerick, come, boy, to them will we. Birds of this feather 'tis luck to find, Whose trim's so spruce, and their purse well lined. The above Sergeant-Major, Trumpeter, Hulan.
Trim ran down and brought up his master's supper, to no purpose: Trim's plan of operation ran so in my uncle Toby's head, he could not taste it. Trim, quoth my uncle Toby, get me to bed. 'Twas all one. Corporal Trim's description had fired his imagination, my uncle Toby could not shut his eyes.
Your honour shall have them, replied Trim, before tomorrow morning. It was the joy of Trim's heart, nor was his fertile head ever at a loss for expedients in doing it, to supply my uncle Toby in his campaigns, with whatever his fancy called for; had it been his last crown, he would have sate down and hammered it into a paderero, to have prevented a single wish in his master.
My Uncle Toby blushed as red as scarlet as Trim went on, but it was not a blush of guilt, of modesty, or of anger it was a blush of joy; he was fired with Corporal Trim's project and description. "Trim," said my Uncle Toby, "say no more; but go down, Trim, this moment, my lad, and bring up my supper this instant." Trim ran down and brought up his master's supper, to no purpose.
Corporal Trim's hat falling to the ground was nothing to the effect produced by the comparison of the straw; but, alas for human nature! I had but too strong grounds for suspecting that, of the ten rupees awarded to the peasant, seven were claimed by Ali for having induced the Feringhis to listen to the claim!!
But I am an old hawk at the sport, and wrote her such a cool, deliberate, prudent reply, as brought my bird from her aerial towerings, pop, down to my foot, like Corporal Trim's hat." I avow a carnal longing, after this transcription, to buffet the Old Hawk about the ears. One more detail to characterise the period.
And with that, like a quieting draught, his honour would fall asleep. I like to hear Trim's stories about the captain, said Susannah. He is a kindly-hearted gentleman, said Obadiah, as ever lived. Aye, and as brave a one too, said the corporal, as ever stept before a platoon.
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