The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman · Laurence Sterne

Volume IV, Chapter 21

244 of 315 · 1 min of reading

AS I knew the geography of the Tomb of the Lovers, as well as if I had lived twenty years in Lyons, namely, that it was upon the turning of my right hand, just without the gate, leading to the Fauxbourg de Vaise----I dispatched François to the boat, that I might pay the homage I so long ow’d it, without a witness of my weakness--I walk’d with all imaginable joy towards the place----when I saw the gate which intercepted the tomb, my heart glowed within me----

--Tender and faithful spirits! cried I, addressing myself to Amandus and Amanda--long--long have I tarried to drop this tear upon your tomb----I come----I come----

When I came--there was no tomb to drop it upon.

What would I have given for my uncle Toby, to have whistled Lillo bullero!

· · ·

End of part 244 of 315