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" I'll not hurt a hair of thy head: — Go, says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape; — go, poor devil, get thee gone, why should I hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me. "
The School of Wisdom - Page 177
1803 - 224 pages
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The Moral Class-book

William Chambers, Robert Chambers - Conduct of life - 1839 - 204 pages
...it flew by him ; ' I'll not hurt thee,' says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room with the fly in his hand ; ' I'll not hurt a hair of thy head ! Go,' says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape — ' go, poor wretch...
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The Pocket Lacon: Comprising Nearly One Thousand Extracts from the ..., Volume 2

John Taylor - Quotations - 1839 - 258 pages
...as it flew by him. I'll not hurt thee, says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room with the fly in his hand, I'll not hurt a hair of thy head! go, says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape; go, poor devil—get...
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Materials for thinking extracted from the works of the learned of all ages

Materials - 1846 - 478 pages
...last as it flew by him. I'll not hurt thee, says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair and going across the room with the fly in his hand, I'll not hurt a hair of thy head ! go, says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape ; go, poor devil —...
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Wit and Humour, Selected from the English Poets; with an Illustrative Essay ...

Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1846 - 410 pages
...it flew by him ; " I 'll not hurt thee," says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room with the fly in his hand ; " Ill not hurt a hair of thy head. " Go," says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape; " go, poor devil...
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Wit and Humor

Leigh Hunt - Humor - 1846 - 282 pages
...by him ; " I'll not hurt thee," says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the rocm with the fly in his hand; "I'll not hurt a hair of thy head. Go," siys he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape ; " go, poor devil...
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Works, Containing the Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gent ..., Volume 1

Laurence Sterne - 1847 - 420 pages
...as it flew by him;—I'll not hurt thee, says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room, with the fly in his hand, I'll not hurt a hair of thy head :—Go, says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand a» he spoke, to let it escape ; go, poor devil,...
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The Fine arts' journal

1847 - 488 pages
...flew by him ; ' I'll not hurt thee,' says ray Uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across tic room, with the fly in his hand; ' I'll not hurt a hair of thy head. Go,' says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand us he spoke, to let it escape; ' go, poor devil;...
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The Parlour magazine of the literature of all nations, Volume 1

1851 - 486 pages
...retaliate upon a fly !" " I'll not hurt thee," says my Uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room with the fly in his hand ; " I'll not hurt a hair of thy head. Go," says ho, lifting up the sash and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape ; " go, poor devil...
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The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy

Laurence Sterne - English fiction - 1853 - 190 pages
...it flew by him ; — I'll not hurt thee, says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room, with the fly in his hand, I'll not hurt a hair of thy head : — Go, says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape ; go, poor devil,...
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The Beauties of Johnson: Choice Selections from His Works

Samuel Johnson - 1853 - 336 pages
...it flew by him ; — I'll not hurt thee, says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room, with the fly in his hand, — I'll not hurt a hair of thy head : — Go, says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape : — go, poor devil,...
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