his fire--they had never once, in short, shut their eyes the whole
night long from vespers to matins.

The nuns of saint Ursula acted the wisest--they never attempted to go to
bed at all.

The dean of Strasburg, the prebendaries, the capitulars and domiciliars
(capitularly assembled in the morning to consider the case of butter'd
buns) all wished they had followed the nuns of saint Ursula's example.--

In the hurry and confusion every thing had been in the night before, the
bakers had all forgot to lay their leaven--there were no butter'd
buns to be had for breakfast in all Strasburg--the whole close of the
cathedral was in one eternal commotion--such a cause of restlessness
and disquietude, and such a zealous inquiry into that cause of the
restlessness, had never happened in Strasburg, since Martin Luther, with
his doctrines, had turned the city upside down.

If the stranger's nose took this liberty of thrusting himself thus into
the dishes (Mr. Shandy's compliments to orators--is very sensible that
Slawkenbergius has here changed his metaphor--which he is very guilty
of:--that as a translator, Mr. Shandy has all along done what he could
to make him stick to it--but that here 'twas impossible.) of religious
orders, &c. what a carnival did his nose make of it, in those of the
laity!--'tis more than my pen, worn to the stump as it is, has power to
describe; tho', I acknowledge, (cries Slawkenbergius with more gaiety of
thought than I could have expected from him) that there is many a good
simile now subsisting in the world which might give my countrymen some
idea of it; but at the close of such a folio as this, wrote for their
sakes, and in which I have spent the greatest part of my life--tho' I
own to them the simile is in being, yet would it not be unreasonable in
them to expect I should have either time or inclination to search for
it? Let it suffice to say, that the riot and disorder it occasioned
in the Strasburgers fantasies was so general--such an overpowering
mastership had it got of all the faculties of the Strasburgers minds--so
many strange things, with equal confidence on all sides, and with equal
eloquence in all places, were spoken and sworn to concerning it, that
turned the whole stream of all discourse and wonder towards it--every
soul, good and bad--rich and poor--learned and unlearned--doctor and
student--mistress and maid--gentle and simple--nun's flesh and woman's
flesh, in Strasburg spent their t