"The King had left England safe, peaceful, thoroughly bowed down under the yoke, cursing the ruler who taxed her and granted away her lands, yet half blessing him for the "good frith" that he made against the murderer, the robber, and the ravisher."
"There was Babylonicus, and Mediterraneus, and Polixenes, and Persicus, and Prusicus, not one of whom (except Cappadocius and Pontus, who were both a little suspected) ever once bowed down his breast to the goddess — The truth is, they had all of them something else to do — and so had my uncle Toby — till Fate — till Fate I say, envying his name the glory of being handed down to posterity with"
"I'd ever met face t 'face that men are men shatterin' even himself as an idol an 'that men have reasons for what they do an' what they say an 'every action can be questioned leavin' no command untouched an 'took for granted obeyed an' bowed down to forgettin 'your own natural instincts"