[Gargantua and Pantagruel Book IV. by Francois Rabelais]@TWC D-Link bookGargantua and Pantagruel Book IV. CHAPTER 4 6/8
He had something in him of Friar Thumpwell. Come, for all this, I must drink to him, and to you likewise, his trusty esquires.
But, said his lady, why hath he been so very liberal of his manual kindness to me, without the least provocation? I assure you, I by no means like it; but this I dare say for him, that he hath the hardest knuckles that ever I felt on my shoulders.
The steward held his left arm in a scarf, as if it had been rent and torn in twain.
I think it was the devil, said he, that moved me to assist at these nuptials; shame on ill luck; I must needs be meddling with a pox, and now see what I have got by the bargain, both my arms are wretchedly engoulevezinemassed and bruised. Do you call this a wedding? By St.Bridget's tooth, I had rather be at that of a Tom T--d-man.
This is, o' my word, even just such another feast as was that of the Lapithae, described by the philosopher of Samosata. One of the bums had lost his tongue.
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