Think of you or I living to see ourselves rolling about in a rich carriage, with a lump of a mithre, like a pair of ass's ears stuck together, painted on the outride of it, and we waiting, and drinkn' of the best.

Arra, salvation to me, but the prospect's a born beauty, so it is, and will be rayalized yet, plaise God." "Too much wealth, sir, is an enemy to religion." "Well, Pettier, that may be so occasionally; but here's your health, and in the meantime, I didn't care that some of us had a little more of it.
I would have given a pound-note today to have had five shillings about me; and sorra testher I had in my company." "You must have been pretty closely pressed for cash, when you would have given such a premium." "Troth, then, I was; and when the poor boy mentioned whose son he was, and when I saw his little delicate feet without shoes, and heard his story--mammon of unrighteousness! devil a thing in life aiquil to it.
It enables a man to do the practical good, and not satisfy himself or escape with empty words." "They say our neighbor here, Mr.Goodison, is very ill off." "Well, I dare say he's not on the top of the wheel; however, as I said, what's their starvation to us?
If it was laid upon them for their sins, do you think it would be right in us to intherfare and set ourselves against Providence ?--blessed be His name." "Well, I must confess," replied his amiable curate, "that I was not prepared for such an argument as that from you.

You know we ought to love our enemies." "Very well," replied Father Anthony; "I have no objection to love our enemies, provided they feed themselves.

But surely to love and feed them is rather too much of a good thing." During this brief dialogue they had mixed each his tumbler of punch, and after a pause of some minutes, during which the hardhearted parish priest sighed deeply as he looked into the fire, he exclaimed-- "You know, Pettier, that I am opposed to a Protestant Established Church in this country; and you know, besides, that I have gone farther in this tithe affair than most of my brethren, and on that account I hope you are not surprised at my opinions.

Starve them out's my maxim.