I would have given a crown to have it sew'd up--_Nannette_ would not have given a SOUS--_Viva la joia!_ was in her lips--_Viva la joia!_ was in her eyes. A transient spark of amity shot across the space betwixt us ----She look'd amiable! ----Why could I not live, and end my days thus? Just Disposer of our joys and sorrows, cried I, why could not a man sit down in the lap of content here----and dance, and sing, and say his prayers, and go to heaven with this nut-brown maid? Capriciously did she bend her head on one side, and dance up insidious ----Then 'tis time to dance off, quoth I; so changing only partners and tunes, I danced it away from _Lunel_ to _Montpellier_----from thence to _Pesnas_, _Beziers_ ----I danced it along through _Narbonne_, _Carcasson_, and _Castle Naudairy_, till at last I danced myself into _Perdrillo's_ pavillion, where pulling out a paper of black lines, that I might go on straight forwards, without digression or parenthesis, in my uncle _Toby's_ amours----
I begun thus----
'Viva la joia!' was on Nanette's lips - and in her eyes. A spark of amity shot across the space betwixt us.
Why could I not live and end my days thus? why could not a man sit down in the lap of content here - and dance, and sing, and say his prayers, and go to heaven with this nut-brown maid?
''Tis time to dance off,' quoth I; so changing partners and tunes, I danced it away from Lunel to Montpellier - from thence to Beziers - through Narbonne and Carcasson, till at last I danced myself into Perdrillo's pavilion, where pulling out a lined paper, so that I might go straight on, without digression, to my uncle Toby's amours-
I began thus-