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Slawkenbergius’s Tale

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 time in hearing tidings about it⁠—every eye in Strasburg languished to see it⁠⸺⁠every finger⁠⸺⁠every thumb in Strasburg burned to touch it.

Now what might add, if anything may be thought necessary to add, to so vehement a desire⁠—was this, that the sentinel, the bandy-legg’d drummer, the trumpeter, the trumpeter’s wife, the burgomaster’s widow, the master of the inn, and the master of the inn’s wife, how widely soever they all differed every one from another in their testimonies and description of the stranger’s nose⁠—they all agreed together in two points⁠—namely, that he was gone to Frankfort , and would not return to Strasburg till that day month; and secondly, whether his nose was true or false, that the stranger himself was one of the most perfect paragons of beauty⁠—the finest-made man⁠—the most genteel!⁠—the most generous of his purse⁠—the most courteous in his carriage that had ever entered the gates of Strasburg ⁠—that as he rode, with scymetar slung loosely to his wrist, thro’ the streets⁠—and walked with his crimson-sattin breeches across the parade⁠—’twas with so sweet an air of careless modesty, and so manly withal⁠⸺⁠as would have put the heart in jeopardy (had his nose not stood in his way) of every virgin who had cast her eyes upon him.

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