Goldsmith, Oliver: The Vicar Of Wakefield: A Tale. Supposed to be written by Himself (Mentz, 1787) [VD18 13174479]

The Vicar of Wakefield, 6^
j, me? Though thev are very fine to be lure,
„ and I think myself soinething of a judge;
„ at leas! I know what pleases myself. Indeed
,, I was ever an admirer of all Dr. Burdock's
„ little pieces; for except what he does, and
„ our dear Countess at Hanover-Square, the-
„ re's nothing comes out but the moil lowed
„ dud in nature ; not a bit of high life
„ among them." Fudge!
„ Your Ladyship diould except," says
t'other, ],your own things in the Lady's Ma.
,, gamine. I hope you'll lay there's nothing
„ low lived there? But I suppose we are to
have no more from that quarter?" Fudge!
„ Why, my dear," says the Lady, „you
„ know my reader and companion has left
„ me to be married to Captain Roach, and as
,, my poor eyes won't sutfer me to write my-
,, seif, 1 have been for seme time looking out
„ for another. A proper person is no easy
„ mdtter to find, and to be lure thirty pounds
,, a year is a (mail dipend for a well bred girl
,, of characfer, that can read, write, and be^
,, have in company ; as for the chits about
„ town, there is no bearing them about one."
Fudge!
„TbatIknow," cried MissSkeggs, „by
,, experience. For of the three companions I
„ had this lad half year, one of them refused
,, to do plain-work an hour in the day,
,, another thought twenty-five guineas a year
„ too dnall a iaiary, and I was obliged to
E „ send