----By the golden beard of _Jupiter_--and of _Juno_ (if her majesty wore one) and by the beards of the rest of your heathen worships, which by the bye was no small number, since what with the beards of your celestial gods, and gods aerial and aquatick--to say nothing of the beards of town-gods and country-gods, or of the celestial goddesses your wives, or of the infernal goddesses your whores and concubines (that is in case they wore them)------all which beards, as _Varro_ tells me, upon his word and honour, when mustered up together, made no less than thirty thousand effective beards upon the Pagan establishment; ----every beard of which claimed the rights and privileges of being stroken and sworn by--by all these beards together then ----I vow and protest, that of the two bad cassocks I am worth in the world, I would have given the better of them, as freely as ever _Cid Hamet_ offered his----to have stood by, and heard my uncle _Toby’s_ accompanyment.] ----et insurgat adversus illum cœlum cum omnibus virtutibus quæ in eo moventur ad _damnandum_ eum, nisi penituerit et ad satisfactionem venerit. Amen. Fiat, fiat. Amen. ----“curse him!” continued Dr. _Slop_, --“and may heaven, with all the powers which move therein, rise up against him, curse and damn him” (_Obadiah_) “unless he repent and make satisfaction! Amen. So be it, --so be it. Amen.” I declare, quoth my uncle _Toby_, my heart would not let me curse the devil himself with so much bitterness. --He is the father of curses, replied Dr. _Slop_. ----So am not I, replied my uncle. ----But he is cursed, and damn’d already, to all eternity, replied Dr. _Slop_. I am sorry for it, quoth my uncle _Toby_. Dr. _Slop_ drew up his mouth, and was just beginning to return my uncle _Toby_ the compliment of his Whu--u--u--or interjectional whistle----when the door hastily opening in the next chapter but one----put an end to the affair. [Footnote 3.2: As the genuineness of the consultation of the _Sorbonne_ upon the question of baptism, was doubted by some, and denied by others----’twas thought proper to print the original of this excommunication; for the copy of which Mr. _Shandy_ returns thanks to the chapter clerk of the dean and chapter of _Rochester_.] CHAPTER XII Now don’t let us give ourselves a parcel of airs, and pretend that the oaths we make free with in this land of liberty of ours are our own; and because we have the spirit to swear them, ----imagine that we have had the wit to invent them too.