In this last volume I have done better still—for from the end of Le Fever’s episode, to the beginning of my uncle Toby’s campaigns,—I have scarce stepped a yard out of my way.
If I mend at this rate, it is not impossible——by the good leave of his grace of
which is a line drawn as straight as I could draw it, by a writing-master’s ruler (borrowed for that purpose), turning neither to the right hand or to the left.
This right line,—the path-way for Christians to walk in! say divines——
——The emblem of moral rectitude! says
——The best line! say cabbage planters——is the shortest line, says Archimedes, which can be drawn from one given point to another.——
I wish your ladyships would lay this matter to heart, in your next birth-day suits!
——What a journey!
Pray can you tell me,—that is, without anger, before I write my chapter upon straight lines——by what mistake——who told them so——or how it has come to pass, that your men of wit and genius have all along confounded this line, with the line of GRAVITATION?"
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