A thousand of my father's most subtle syllogisms could not have said more for celibacy.
My uncle _Toby_ look'd earnestly towards his cottage and his bowling-green.
The corporal had unwarily conjured up the Spirit of calculation with his wand; and he had nothing to do, but to conjure him down again with his story, and in this form of Exorcism, most un-ecclesiastically did the corporal do it.
My uncle Toby looked earnestly towards his cottage and his bowling-green.
The corporal had unwarily conjured up the Spirit of calculation with his wand; so he then began to conjure him down again with his story.