“Wherein, he resembled my Right Reverend friend, Bishop Berkeley – truly, one of your lords spiritual – who, metaphysically speaking, holding all objects to be mere optical delusions, was, notwithstanding, extremely matter-of-fact in all matters touching matter itself. Besides being pervious to the points of pins, and possessing a palate capable of appreciating plum-puddings: – which sentence reads off like a pattering of hailstones.”
