I have missed a day; and, as the Irishman said, or Joe Miller says for him, "have gained a loss," or
by
the loss. Every thing is settled for Holland, and nothing but a cough, or a caprice of my fellow-traveller's, can stop us. Carriage ordered, funds prepared, and, probably, a gale of wind into the bargain.
N'importe
—I believe, with Clym o' the Clow, or Robin Hood, "By our
, (dear name!) thou art both Mother and May, I think it never was a man's lot to die before his day."
Heigh for Helvoetsluys, and so forth!
To-night I went with young Henry Fox to see