——WE’LL not stop two moments, my dear Sir,—only, as we have got through
these five volumes[29], (do, Sir, sit down upon a set——they are better
than nothing) let us just look back upon the country we have pass’d
through.——
——What a wilderness has it been! and what a mercy that we have not both
of us been lost, or devoured by wild beasts in it!
Did you think the world itself, Sir, had contained such a number of
Jack Asses?——How they view’d and review’d us as we passed over the
rivulet at the bottom of that little valley!——and when we climbed over
that hill, and were just getting out of sight—good God! what a braying
did they all set up together!
——Prithee, shepherd! who keeps all those Jack Asses? * * *
——Heaven be their comforter——What! are they never curried?——Are they
never taken in in winter?——Bray bray—bray. Bray on,—the world is deeply
your debtor;——louder still—that’s nothing:—in good sooth, you are
ill-used:——Was I a Jack Asse, I solemnly declare, I would bray in
G-sol-re-ut from morning, even unto night.
[29] In the first edition, the sixth volume began with this chapter.