In the case of these _knots_ then, and of the several obstructions, which, may it please your reverences, such knots cast in our way in getting through life----every hasty man can whip out his penknife and cut through them. ----'Tis wrong. Believe me, Sirs, the most virtuous way, and which both reason and conscience dictate----is to take our teeth or our fingers to them. ----Dr. _Slop_ had lost his teeth--his favourite instrument, by extracting in a wrong direction, or by some misapplication of it, unfortunately slipping, he had formerly, in a hard labour, knock'd out three of the best of them with the handle of it: ------he tried his fingers--alas; the nails of his fingers and thumbs were cut close. ----The duce take it! I can make nothing of it either way, cried Dr. _Slop_. ----The trampling overhead near my mother's bedside increased. --Pox take the fellow! I shall never get the knots untied as long as I live. ----My mother gave a groan. 
In the case of these knots, and of the obstructions such knots cast in our way through life - every hasty man can whip out his penknife and cut through them.
- 'Tis wrong. Believe me, Sirs, the most virtuous way is to take our teeth or our fingers to them. Dr. Slop had lost his teeth in a hard labour; his favourite instrument, extracting in a wrong direction, and unfortunately slipping, had knocked out three of the best of them with its handle. - He tried his fingers: alas, his nails were cut close.
'The deuce take it! I can make nothing of it,' cried Dr. Slop. - The trampling overhead increased. - 'Pox take the fellow! I shall never get the knots untied as long as I live.' - My mother groaned. 