Lowly,º longly,º a wail went forth. Pure Yawn lay low. On the mead of the hillock heº lay, ^|shheartsoul dormant mid shadowed landshape,º^sh| brief wallet to his side, anº arm looseº by his staff of citron briar, tradition stick-pass-on. His dream monologue was over, of cause, but his drama parapolylogic had yet to be, affact. Most distressfully (but, my dear, how successfully!) to wail he did, his locks of a lucan tinge, quickrich, ripely rippling, unfilleted, those lashbetasselled lids on the verge of closing time, whiles ouze of his sidewiseopen mouth the breath of himº evenso languishing as the princeliest treble treacle or lichee chewchow purse could buy. Yawn in a semiswoon lay awailing and (hooh!) what helpings of honeyfulº swoothead and (phew!)º which earpiercing dulcitude! As were you suppose to go and push with your bluntblank pin in hand upintohisº fleshasplush cushionettes of some chubby boyboldº love of an angel. Hwoah!

When,º as the buzzer brings the light brigade, keeping the home fires burning, so on the churring call themselves came at him, from the ^|shwestborders of the^sh| eastmidlands, three kings of three suits and a crowner, from all their cardinal parts, along the amber wayº where Brosna's furzy. To liftº them they did, senators four, byº the first quaint skreek of the gloaming,º and they hopped it up the mountainy molehill, traversing climes of old times gone by,º of the days not worth remembering,º inventing some excusethems, any sort, having a sevenply sweat of nightbluesº moistº upon them — feefee!º phopho!! foorchtha!!! aggala!!!! jeeshee!!!!! paloola!!!!!! ooridiminy!!!!!!! Afeardº themselves were to wonder atº the class of a crossroads puzzler he would likely be, length by breadth nonplussing his thickness, ells upon ells of him, making so many square yards of him, one half of him in Conn's half but the whole of him nevertheless in Owenmore's five quarters. There would he lay till they would him descry,º spancelled down upon a blossomy bedº at one foulº stretchº amongst the daffydowndillies, the flowers of narcosis fourfettering his footlights, a halohedge of wild spuds
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hovering over him, epicures waltzing with gardenfillers, puritan shoots advancing to Aran chiefs. Phopho!! The meteorpulpº of him, the seamless rainbowpeel.º Aggala!!!! His bellyvoid of nebulose with his neverstop navel.º Paloola!!!!!! And his veins shooting melanite phosphor, his creamtocustardº cometshair and his asteroid knuckles, ribs and members.º Ooridiminy!!!!!!!º His electrolatiginous twisted entrails belt.º

Those four claymen clomb together to hold their sworn starchamber quiry on him. For he was ever their quarrel, the way they would see themselves when they would see themselves,º everybug his bodiment atop of annywom her notion, and the meet of their nightº was worth two of his morning. Up to the esker ridge it was, Mullingarº parish,º to a mead that was not far, the son's rest. First klettered Shanator Gregory,º seeking spoor through the deep timefield; thenº Shanator Lyons,º trailing the wavy line of his partitionalº footsteps (something in his blisters was telling him all along how he had been in that place one time);º then Hisº Recordershipº, Dr Shunadure Tarpey, caperchasing after honourable sleep, hot on to the aniseed;º and, up out of his prompt corner, old Shunny Mac, Shunnyº MacDougalº the hiker,º in the rere of them on the runº to make a quorum. Roping their ass he was, their skygrey globetrotter, by way of an afterthought,º and ^|shby no means legless^sh| either for such sprouts on him they were that much oneven it was tumbling he wasº by four lengths, within the bawl of a mascot, kuss yuss, kuss cley, patsy watsy, like the kapr in the kabisses, the big ass, to hear with his unaided ears the harp in the air, the bugle dianablowing, wild as wild, the mockingbird whose word is misfortune, so 'tis said, the bulbul down the wind.

The proto was traipsing through the tangle then, Mathew Walker, godsons' goddestfar, deputising for gossipocracy, and his station was a few perch to the weatherside of the knoll Asnoch and it was from no other place unless there, howº and ever,º that he proxtended aloof upon the ether Mesmer's Manuum, the hand making silence. The buckos beyond on the leaº then stopped wheresoever they found their standings and that way they set ward about him, ^|shdoing obedience^sh|, nod, bend,º bow and curtsey, like ^|shthe watchers of Prospect^sh|, upholding their broadawake probers'º hats on their firrum heads^|sh, the travelling court on its findings circuiting that personer in his fallen^sh|. And a crack quatyouare of stenoggers they made of themselves, solons and psychomorersº, all told, with their hurts and daimons, spites and clops, not even to the seclusion of their beast by them that was the oddº trick of the pack, trump and no friend of carrots. And, whatº do you think,º who above all other persons should be laying thereº forenenst them only Yawn! All of asprawl he was laying too amengst the poppies and, I can tell you something more than that, drear writer, profoundly as you may bedeave to
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it, he was oscasleep asleep. And it was far more similar to a satrap he lay there with unctuous beauty, by satellitesº all surrounded,º ^|shthe poser,^sh| or for whatall I know like theº Lord Lumenº coaching his preferred constellations in faith and doctrine,º for old Matt Gregoryº 'tis he had the starmenagerie:º Marcus Lyons and Lucas Metcalfe Tarpey and the mack that never forgave the ass that lurked behind him, Johnnyº na Hossaleen.

More than their good share of their five senses ensorcelled you would say themselves were, fumingº censor, the way they could not rightly tell their heels from their stools,º as they cooched down a mamalujo by his cubical crib, as question time drew nighing and the map of the souls' groupography rose in relief within their quarterings, toº play tops or kites or hoops or marbles, curchycurchy,º gawking on himº for the issuance of his pnum and softnoising one of them to another one, the boguaqueesthers. And it is what they began to say to him ^|shtetrahedrally^sh| then, the masters, what way was he.

— He's giving, the wee bairn. Yun has lived.

— Yerra, why dat, my leader?

— Wisha, isº he boosed or what, alannah?

— Or his wind's from the wrong cut, says Ned of the Hill.

— Lesten!

— Why so and speak up, do you hear me, you,º sir?

— Or he's rehearsing somewan's funeral.

— Whisht outathat! Hubba's up!

And as they were spreading abroad on their octopuds their drifter nets, the chronies,º gleamy seiners' nets,º and,º no lie,º there was wordsº of assonance being softspoken among those quartermasters.

— Get busy, kid!

— Chirpy,º come now!

— The present hospices is a good time.º

— I'll take on that chap.

Forº it was in the back of their mind's ear, temptive lissomer, how they would be spreading in quadriliberal their azurespotted fine attractable nets, their nansen nets,º from Matt Senior to the thurrible mystagogue after him and from thence to the neighbour and that way to the puisny donkeyman and his crucifer's cauda. And in their minds years backslibrisº so it was, slipping beauty, how they would be meshing that way, when he rose to it with the planckton at play about him,º the quaversº of scaly silver and their clutches of chromes of the highly lucid spanishing gold,º whilst, as hour gave way to mazing hour, with Yawn himself keeping time with his thripthongue,º to ope his blurbeous lips he wouldº andº let out classyº the way myrrh of the moor and molten moonmist would be melding mellifond indo his mouth.
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— Y?

— Before youº!

— Ecko! How sweet thee answer makes! Afterwheres? ^|shIn the land of lions' odor?^sh|

— Friends!º

— First,º if yu don't mineº. Name yur historical grouns.

— This same prehistoric barrow 'tis, the orangery.

— I see. Very good now. It is in your orangery, I take it, you have your letters?º Can you hear here me, you,º sir?

— Thorsends.º For my darling. Typette!

— So long aforetime?º Can you hear better?

— Millions. For godsends. For my darling dearling one.

—º Now, to come nearer zone,º I would like to raise my deuterous point audibly touching this. There is this maggersº. I am told by our interpreter, Hanner Eselliusº, that there are fully six hundred and six ragwords in your malherbal Magis landeguage in which wald wand rimes alpman and there is resin in all roots for monarch but yaoº hace not oneº pronounceableº teerm that blows in all the vallums of Tartallaghtº to signify majestate, even provisionally,º norº no rheda rhoda or torpentine path norº hallucinian via nor Aurellianº gape nor sunkin rut nor grossgrown trekkº nor crimeslaved cruxway and no moorhen'sº cry or mooner's plankgang there to lead us to hopenhaven. Is such the unde derivatur casematter, Messio?º Frankly.º Megisº megis inerreturº mynus hocº intelleyegow.º

— How? C'est mal prononsable, tartagliano,º perfrances.º Vos navez pas d'O dong votrº boche provenciale, mousooº. Je m'inclineº mais Moy,º jay trouvay la clee dang les chantsº. Hay sham nap paddyº velour, come on!

— Hep there! Commong,º sa na pa de valure? Whu's teit dans yur jambesº? Whu'sº thotº inclining and talkingº about the Messiahº so clooverº? A truesº to your trefling! Whure yu?º

— Trinathan Partnickº Dieudonnayº. Have you seen her? Typette, my tactile, Oº!

— Are you in your fatherick, lonely one?

— The same. Three persons. Have you seen my darling only one? I am sohohoholdº!

— What are yu shevering about,º ultramontane, like a houn in hellº? Is there cold on ye, doraphobian? Or do yu want yur primafairy schoolmam?

— The woods of Fogloot.º O mis padredges!º

— Whisht awhile, greylagº! The duck is rising and you'll wake that stand of plover. I know that place betterº than annyoneº. Sure,º I used to be always over thereº on the fourth day at my grandmother's place,º Tear-nan-Ogre,
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my little grey home in the west, ^|shin or about Mayo^sh|,º when the long dogsº ^|shgave tongue^sh| and they coursing the marches ^|shand they straining at the leash^sh|. Tortoiseshell for a guineagould! Burb! Burb! Burb! Follow me up,º Tucurlugh!º That's the place for the claire oysters, Polldoody,º County Conway. I never knew how rich I was, likeº another story in the zoedone of the zephyros, strolling and strollingº andº carrying my dragoman, Meath's marvelº, thass withumpronounceableº tail, along the shore. Didº you know my cousin, Mr Jasperº Dougal that keeps Theº Anchorº on the Mountainº, the parson's son, Jasper of the Tuns, Pat Whateveryournameis?

— Dood and I dood. The wolves of Fochlut! By Whydoyoucallme? Do not flingamejig to the wolvesº!

— Turcafiera!º That'sº a good wan right enough! Wooluvs no less!º

— One moment now, ^|shif I foreshoretenº the bloss on your bleather. Encroachement spells erosion. Dunlin and turnstone augur us where, how and when best as to burial of carcass, fuselage of dump and committal of noisance. But,^sh| since you invocate ^|shausters for the trailing of vixens,^sh| I would like to ^|shsend a cormorant around this blue lagoon^sh|. Tell me now this. You told my larned friend rather previously, a moment since, about this mound or barrow. Now I suggest to you that ere there was this plagueburrow,º as you seem to call it,º there was a burial ^|shbattellº, the boat of millions of years^sh|. Would you bearº me out in that, relativelyº speaking?º ^|shWithº her jackstaff jerking at her jennyladdersº^sh|, why not, and ^|shsizing a fair sail^sh|?º Knowestº thouº the kind?º ^|shThe Pourquoi Pas,º bound for Weissduwasland^sh|, that ^|shfourmaster barquentine^sh|, ^|shWebster says^sh|, ^|shour ship that ne'erº returned^sh|. The Frenchman, I say,º was an orange boatº. He is a boat. You see him. The both how you see is they!º Draken af Danemork! ^|shSacked it or ate it?^sh| What?º ^|shHennu!^sh| Spake ab laut!

— Couch, cortege, ringbarrow,º dungcairn. Beseek the runes and see the longurn!º All maunº away when yeº hear the gonghornº. ^|shAnd meet Nautsen.^{sh| |sh}Ess Ess. O ess.^sh| Warum night! Conning two lay payees. Norsker. Her raven flag was out, the slaver. I trow pon Good, Jordan's scaper, Good's Barnet and Trustyman.º Crouch low, you pigeons three!º Say,º call that girl with the tan tress awn! Call Wolfhound!º Wolf of the sea. Folchu! Folchu!

— Very good now. That's folkloreº straight from the ass his mouth. Now, to come to the midnight middy on this levantine ponenter,º I will crusade on with the parent ship, weather prophetting, far away from those green hills. Aº station, Ireton tells me,º bonafideº for keeltappers.º Fromº Daneland sailed the oxeyed man. Nowº mark well what I say.

— Magnus Spadebeardº, korsets krosser, welsher perfyddye. A destroyer in our port. Signed toº me with his balingº scoop. Laid bare his breastpaps to give suck, to suckle me. Ecce hagios chrismanº!
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— Oº Jeyses'º fluid! says the poisoned well. ^|shFuttfishy^sh| the First.º Hootchcopper's enkel ^|shat the navel manoeuvresº^sh|!

— Hep! Hello there,º Bill of Oldº Bailey! Whu's he? Whu's this ladº wi'º the pups?

— Hunkalus Childared Easterheld. It's his lost chance, Emania. Ware him well!º

— Hey!º Did you dream you were ating your own tripe, acushla, thatº you tied yourself up that wrynecky fix?

— I see now. We move in the beast circuls. Grimbarb and pancercrucer! You took the words out of my mouth. A child's dread for a dragon vicefather. Hillcloud encompass us! You mean you lived as Milkyº at their lyceum, couard, while you learned, volp volp,º to howl yourself wolfwise. Dyb! Dyb! Do your best!º

— I am dob dob dobbling like old Booth's, courteous. The cubs are after me, it zeebs, the whole totem pack, vuk vuk and vuk vuk to them, for Robinson's shield.

— Scents and gouspils! The animal gangsº again! Find the Fingallº harriers! Here,º howl me wiseacre'sº hat till I die of the milkman's lupus!

— Whaat! Wolfgang!º Whoah! Taalkº very slowoº!

— Hail him heathen, heal him holystone!º
Courser, recourser, changechild,º ..........?º
Eld as endall, earth .................?º

— ^|shA cataleptic mithyphallic!^sh| Was this Totumº Fulcrumº Estº Ancestor yu hadº in Dies Eirae where no spider webbeth or Anno Mundi ere bawds plied in Skiff Straitº? Be fair, Chris!

— Dream. On aº nonday I sleep. I dreamt of a somday. Onº a wonday I shall wake. Ah! May he have now of here fearfilled me! Sinflowed, Oº Sinflowedº! Fia! Fia! Befurcht Christº!

— I have your tristich now. Itº recurs in three times the same differently.º And commingº nown from the asphalt to the concrete,º from the ^|shhuman historic brute^sh|, Finnsen Faynean, occeanyclived, to this same vulcanisedº hillsir from yours (there is such a fui fui story ^|shwhich obtains^sh| of him)º, Mr Tupplingº Toun of Morningsideº Heights,º with his lavasº flow and his rambling undergroands, would heº reoccur ad horamº, as old Romeo Rogers, in city or county,º by, with or from an urb, an you're sure ofº you knowº the differenciabus,º asº brauchbarred in Apabhramsaº, sierrah! We speak of Gun, the farther. And in the locative. Bap! Bap!

— Ouer Tad, Hellig Babbau, whom certayn orbits assertant re humeplace of Chivitats Ei, Smithwick, Rhonnda, Kaledon, Salem (Mass), Childers, Argos and Duthless. Well,º I am advisedº he might in a sense be both nevermorelessº
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every atmanº like myself, suffix it to say.º Abrahamsk and Brookbear! By him it was done bapka,º by me it was gone into,º to whom it will beblive, mushame, mushame!º I am afraid you could not heaveº ahoraº one of your own old stepstones, barnabarnabarn, over a stumbledown wall here in Huddlestown to this classic Noctubrrº night but itandtheyº wouldº binge, muchº as vecious,º off the glosshouseº back of a raceriderº in his true-to-fleshº colours,º either handicapped on her flat or barely repeating himself. That is a tiptip tim oldy faher now, theº man I go in fear of, Tommy Terracotta, and he could be all your and my das, the brodar of the founder of the father of the finder of the pfander of the pfunder of the furst man in Ranelagh.º Fué! Fué!º ^|shPetries and violet ice (I am yam, as Me and Tam Tower used to^{sh| |sh}jagger pemmer itº over at the house of Eddy's Christy,º meaning Dodgfather, Dodgson and Coo^sh|) ^|shand spiriduous sanction!^sh|º

— Breeze softly. Aures are aureas. Hau's his naun?

— Me das has or oreils. Piercey! Piercey! Piercey! Piercey!º

— White eyeluscious and no hears!º Muddyhorsebrothº! Pig Pursy Rileyº! But where do we get off, chiseller?

— Haltstille, Lucas and Dublinn!º Vulva! Vulva! Vulva! Vulva!

— Macdougalº, Atlantic City, or his onagrass that is,º chuam and coughan!º I would go near identifying you from your stavrotides, Jongº of Maho, and the westariasº round your yokohahat. And that O'mulanchonryº plucher youº have from the worst curst of Ireland, Glwlwddº of the Mghtwyº Grwpp, is no use to you either, Johnnyº my donkeyschott. Number four,º fix up your spreadeagle and pull your weight!º

— ^|shHooshin hom to our regional's hin and the gander of Hayden,^sh| wouldº ye ken a young stepschuler ofº psychical chirographyº the name of Kevinº ^|shor (let outers pray) Evan Vaughan,º of his Posthorn in the High Street,^sh| that was shooing a Guiney gagag, Poulepinter,º that founº the dogumen number one?º An illegible, I would suggest,º downfumbed by an unelgible.º

— If I do know saintedº sageness? ^|shSometimes he would keep silent for a few minutes and clasp his forehead, as if in prayer,º and during thatº time he would be thinking to himself and he would not mind anybody who would be talking to him or crying stinking fish.^sh| But I no way need you, stroke oar,º nor your quick handles. You'reº too farfastº a cock of the north there, Matty Armagh, and you'reº ^|shdue^sh| south so.º

— South,º I see. You're up-in-Leal-Ulster and I'm free-Down-in-Easia.º Thisº is much better. He is cured by faith who is sick of fate. The prouts who will invent a writing there ultimately is the poeta, still more learned, who hasº discovered the raiding there originally. That'sº the point of eschatology our book of kills reaches for now in soandso many counterpoint words.
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What can't be coded can be decorded if an ear aye sieze what no eye ere grieved for. Now, theº doctrine obtains,º we haveº, let me suggest,º occasioning cause causing effects and affects occasionally recausing altereffects. Or I will take it upon myself toº twist the penman's tale posterwise. The gist is the gist of Shaum but the hand is the hand of Sameas. Shan-Shim-Schungº. There is a strong suspicion on counterfeit Kevin. Andº we all remember ye in childhood's reveryº. 'Tisº the bellsº of scandal that gave tune to grumble over him and someone between me and thee. He's our sent on the fern.º He would preach to the two Turkiesº and dipdip all the Dindiansº, this master the abbey, and give gold tidings to all that are in the bonze age of anteproresurrectionism to entrust their easter uppearanceº to Borsaiolini's house of hatcraft. Now,º have you reasonable hesitancy in your mind about him after fourpriest red massº or are you in your post? Tell me that andº sans dismay. Leap, pard!

— Fierappel! Puttingº years on me! Nwo, nwo! This bolt in hand be my worder! I'll see you moved farther, blarneying Marcantonio!º ^|shWhat cans such wretch to say to I or how have My to doom with him?^sh| We were wombful of mischief,º everliking a liked, hairytop on heeltipper, alpybecca's umwachsiblesº, an ikeson am ikeson. Thatº babe,º imprincipiallyº and initiumwiseº, my leperd brethern, the Puer,º ens innocens of but fifteen primesº, yaº all in your kalb lionisedº so trilustriously,º standing the real school, to be upright as his match, healtheous as is egg, saviour asº the salt and good wee broad parallaling buttyr,º did I altermobile him to a flare insiding hogsfat?º Been ike hins kindergardien? I know not,º O cashla, I am sure offed habitand this underedheavenº, meis enfins, contrasting the first mover, ^|shthatº father I ascend fromming,º^sh| knows, as I think, caused whom I, a self the sign, came remaining being ^|shdwelling ayr, plage and watfordº^sh| as to I was alteredº impostulance possessing my future state falling towards thrice myself whenº I, a palegrim,º received the habit ^|shfollowing Mezienius connecting Mezosius^sh| including was verted embracing circumcissedº my hairs, Oº laud, and removed my clothes ^|shfrom patristicº motives^sh|, meas minimas culpads!º Permitting this ick (ickle coon icoocoon) crouched low entering humble downº dead trueº resting the childhide midº mean scatological past, accompanying my thraintroppsº offering meye eyesalt,º making so smell partaking myself to confess abiding clean tumbleuponingº yous ^|shoctopods^sh|, mouthspeech allno fingerforce, owning my mansuetude before him attaching Audeon's prostratingwards mine soreº what I (the person whomin I now am) did not do,º how he to say essied anding how he was making errantº andanding how he all lowcuteyº sunt, why did you,º my sexth best friend, blabber always you would be so delated to back me^|sh, then ersed irredent,^sh| toppling Humphrey
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hugging Nephew, old beggelaut,º designing such post sitting his night office? Annexingº then, producing Saint Momoluiusº, you snub roundº enclosing your moving motion touching the other catechumensº continuing youº say providing append of signature quoniam you will celebrand my dirthdiesº quoniamº, concealed a concealer, I am twosides uppish^|sh, a mockbelief insulant,^sh| ending none meer hiberº Irishº. Well, chunk your dimned chink, before Avtokinatownº, forasmuch as many have tooken in hand to, I may as well humbly correct that vespian now in case of temporalities.º I've my pockets full comeplay of you laycreated cardonals, ap rince, ap rowler, ap rancer, ap rowdey! Improperial! I saved you fore of the Hekkites and you loosed me hind, blind harry,º to the burghmote of Oudº Dub. I teachet you in fair time, my elders, the W.X.Y.Z.º and P.Q.R.S. of legatine powers and you, Ailbeybar and Ciaradeclanº, I learn, episcoping me altogether, circumdeditioned me. I brought you from the loups of Lazary and you have remembered my lapsus langways. Washiwattchywataywatashy! Oiraseshaorebokujibun!º Watacooshy lot! Mind of poison is. That time thing think! Honorific remembrance to spit humble makes. My ruridecanal caste is a cut above you peregrines. Say vocheº to rumanescu. See the leabhour of my generations! Has not my master,º Theophrastius Spheropneumaticus,º written that the spirit is from the upper circle? I'm of the ochlocracy with Prestopherº Palumbus and Porvus Parrio. Soa koa Kelly Terry per Chelly Derry lepossette. Ho,º look at my jailbrand Exquovis and sequencias High marked on meº fakesimilar in the foreign by Pappagallus and Pumpusmugnus. Aham!º Anglicey: Eggs squawfish lean yoe nun feed marecurious!º Sagart can self laudº nilobstatº to Lowman Catlick's patrician morning coat of arms with my High tripenniferry cresta properº and caudal mottams:º Itch dean!º Whichº Gaspey, Otto and Sauerº he renders: Eeho stay so!º Addressing eat or not eat body Yours am. Andº Mind,º praisegad, is the first praisonal Egoname Yod heard boissboissy in Moy Bog's domesday. Hastan the vista! Or in alleman:º Suck at!º

— Suck it yourself,º sugarstick! Misha,º Yid think whose was askingº to luck atº your sore toe or to taste your gaspy, hot and sour! Ichthyan! Hegoat'sº tosser! Gags be plebsed! Betweenº ^|shhis voyeursº and her consinnantes^sh|! Thugg, Dirke and Hacker with ^|shRose Lankester and Blanche Yorke^sh|! Are we speechinº d'anglas landageº or are you sprakin sea Djoytsch? Oy soy, Bleseyblasey, where to go is knowing remain? Become quantity that discourse bothersome when what do? Knowing remain? Come back, baddy wrily, to Bullydamestough! Cum him, buddy rawlyº, with me! What about your thruppenny croucher of an old fellowº, me boyº through the ages, tell us, eh? What about Brian's the Vaunt-and-Onliemeº master monkº, eh, eh, Spira in Me
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Domino,º spear me Doyne! Fatº prize the bonafide peachumpidgeonlover, esquireº earwugs,º escusado, of Jenkins' Area, with his I've ivyº under his tanguaº and the hohallo to hisº dullaphone, before there was, eh, eh, eh,º a sound in the world? How big was his boost friend ^|shand be shanghaied to him^sh|? The swaaber! The twicer, ^|shtrifoaledº in Wanstable^sh|! Loud's curse to him! If you hored him outerly as we haremº lubberintly, from morningº rice till nightmale, with his drums and bones and hums in drones,º your innereer'd heerdly heer he. Hoº ha hi he hung!º Tsing tsing!

—º Niceyº Docº Mistel Lu,º please! Me no angly mo. Meº speakee Yellman's lingas.º Meº no pigey ludiments allsameº numpa one Topside Tellmastolyº fella.º Meº pigey savvy a singasong anothel time. Pleasie, Mista Lukie Walkie! Jossdamº cowbellymaamº belongame shepullamealalmalongº, begolla,º jackinabossº belongashe.º Plentymuchº boohoomeo.

— Hell's Confucium and the Elements!º ^|shTootoo moohootch!^sh| Thot'sº never the postal cleric, checking ^|shchinchin chat with nipponnippers^sh|! Halte there,º sob story,º to your lambdach'sº tale! Are yuº roman cawthrick 432?

— Quadrigue my yoke.º
Triple my tryst.º
Tandem my sire.

— History as her is harped. Too the toone your owldfrow lied of. Tantris, hattrick, tryst and parting,º by ^|shvowelglide^sh|! I feel your thrillojoy. Mouth'sº overtspeaking, O dragoman, hand'sº understudium. Plunger words what paddle verbed. Mere man is mimic: God isº jest. The old order changeth and lasts like the first. ^|shEvery third man has a chink in his conscience and every other woman^sh| has a jape in her mind. Now,º fix on ^|shthe little fellow in my eye^sh|, Minucius Mandrake, and follow my little psychosinology, poorarmerº in slingslang. Now I, ^|shthe lord of Tuttu,^sh| am placing that initialº T square ^|shof burial jade^sh| uprightº to your temple aº moment. Do you see anything,º templar?

— I see a blackfrinch pliestrycook … who is carrying on his brainpan … a cathedral of lovejelly for his … Tiens, how he is like somebodies!

— Pious, a pious person. What sound of tistress isoles my ear? I horizont the same Jº ^|sh, this serpe with ramshead,º^sh| and lay it lightly to your lip a little. What do you feel, liplove?

— I feel a fine lady … floating on a stillstreamº of isisglass … with gold hair to the bed … and white arms to the twinklers … O la la!º

— Purely, in a pure manner. O,º seayº but swift and still a vain essaying!º I invert the initial Iº of your tripartite and sign it sternly^|sh, anº adze to girdle,^sh| on your breast. What do you hear, breastplate?

— I ahear of a hopper behidin the door slappin his feet in a pool of bran.
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— Bellax, acting like a bellax. And so the triptych vision passes. Out of a hillside into a hillside. Fansheeº fading. Again am I deliciated by the picaresqueness of your irmages. Now, ^|shtheº oneir urge iterimpellant,º^sh| I feel called upon to ask did it ever occur to you,º qua you,º prior to this,º by a stretchº of your iberborealic imagination, whenº it's quicker than this quacking,º that you might, bar accidens,º be very largely substituted in potential secession from your next life by a complementary character, voices apart?º Upjack!º I shudder for your thought! Think! ^|shPut from your mind that and take on trust this.^sh| The next word depends on your answer.

— I'm thinking to. Thogged,º be thenked! ^|shI was just trying to think when I thought I felt a flea.^sh| I might have. I cannot say for ^|shit is of no sangnificanceº at all^sh|. Sometider, onceº or twice when I was in Odinburghº with meº addlefoes, ^|shJake Jones^sh|,º the handscabby, when I thinkled I wore trying on my garden substisuit, boys'sº apert, at my nextwordº nighboor's, and maybe more largely nor you, quosh you, messmate, yetº realise.º A few times, so to shape,º asº I chancedº to be stretching, inº the shadow as I thought,º the liferight out of myself in my ericulous imaginationº I felt feeling a half Scotch and pottage like roundº my middle ageing like Bewley in the baste so that I indicate out to myself and I swear my gots how that I'm not meself at all, no jolly fear, when I realise bimiselves how becomingly I to be going to become.º

— O, is that the way with you, you craythur? You have all our empathies.º In the becoming was the weared, wontnot?º Hood maketh not frere. The voice is the voice of jokeup, I fear. Are you imitatingº Roma now or Amor now,º eh, Mr Trickpat, ifº you don't mind, that is, aside from ^|shpingsº and mush,^sh| answering to my straight question?º

— God save the monk! I won't mind,º this is, answering to your strict crossquests,º whereas it would be as unethical for me now to answer as it would have been nonsensical for you then not to have asked.º Out of my name you call me, Leelander. ^|shBut in my sheltarº you'll miss me. When Lapac walks backwords he's theº darkest horse in Capalisoot.^sh| Same no can, home no will, gangin I am. Gengangº is mineº and I will return.º You knew me once but you won't know me twice. I am simpliciter arduus,º ars of the schoolº, Freeday's child in loving and thieving.

— My child,º know this!º ^|shSome portion of that answer appears to have been takenº by you from the writings of Saint Synodius,º that first liar. Let us hear, therefore, as you honour and obey the queen,º whetherº the indwellingness of that which shamefieth be entwined of one or atoned of two.^sh|º Let us hear, Art simplicissime!

— Dearly beloved brethren!º Bruno and Nola,º leymon bogholders and stationary lifepartnersº off orangey Saint Nessau Street,º were explaining it avicendas
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all round each other ere yesterweek out of Ibn Sen and Ipanrusschº. When himupon Nola Brunoº monopolisesº his egobruno most unwillingly sensesº by the mortal powers alionola equal and opposite brunoipso, id estº, eternally provoking alio oppositeº equally as provoked as Bruno at being eternally opposed by Nola. Poor omnibooseº singalow singlearum! Soº is he!

— Averº who is? Ibº is itsen? One might hear in their beyond that lionroar in the air again, the zoohoohoom of Felin make Call.º Or you positivelyº mean nolans but volansº, an alibiº, do you,º Mutemalice?º Bruin goes to Noble,º suffering unegoistically from the singular but enjoying, the skipgod,º on the plural? Dustify of that sole, you breather! ^|shRuemember, blither,º thou must lie!^sh|

— ^|shOyessoyess!º^sh| I never dramped of prebeing a postman but I mean in ^|shOstralianº^sh| someplaceº my allaboy brother,º Negoist Cabler ofº this city, ^|shwhomº 'tis better ne'er to name, my said brother,º^sh| expulledº for looking at churches from behind, mults deeply belubdead,º who is senderº of the Hullo Eve Cenograph in prose and worse every Allso's night. High Brazil,º Brandan's Deferred, midden Erse clare language, Noughtnoughtnought. Nein.º Assass. Dubbireº ^|sh, per Neuropaths^|sh. Punk. Starving today plays punk opening tomorrow two plays punk wire splosh how two plays punk Cabler. Have you forgotten poor Alby Sobrinos, Geoff, you blighter, identifiable by the necessary white patch on his rear? How he ^|shwent to his swiltersland after his lungs^sh|, ^|shmyº sad late brother,^sh| before his coglionial expancian? Won't you join me in a small halemerry, ^|sha bottle of the best^sh|, for wellmet Capeler, united Irishmen,º what though preferring the stranger, the coughs and the itches and the minnies and the ratties and theº opulose and theº bilgenses,º for of his was the patriots mistaken. The heart that wast our Graw McGree! Yet be there some who mourn him, ^|shconcluding him dead^sh|, and more there be that wait astand. Hisº fuchs up the staires and the lodgersº in his haires,º he ought to win that V.V.C.º Fullgrapce for an endupper, half muxy on his whole! ^|shWould he were even among the lost!^sh| From ours bereft beyond belongs. Oremus poor fraternibus that he may yet ^|shescape the gallowsº^sh| and still remain ours faithfully deportedº. ^|shI wronged you.^{sh| |sh}I never want to see more of bad men but^sh| I want to learn from any on the airse,º like Tass with much thanks, here's ditto,º ifº he livesº in ^|shthe antipathies^sh| of Austrasiaº or anywhere ^|shwith my fawngest^sh| on his hooshmoney, safe and damned,º or has hopped it,º or who can throw any lime on the ^|shsopjack^sh|,º my sameplaceº fond fosther,º E. Obiit Nolan, ^|shThe Workings,^sh| N.S.W.,º ^|shhis condition^sh| off the Venerable Jerrybuilt,º not belonging to these parts, whoº I remember ham to me, whenº we were like bro and sis over our castor and porridge,º with his roamin I suppose^|sh, expectingº for his clarenx negus,º^sh| a teetotum obstainerº. He feels he ought to be
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as asamed of me as me to be ashunned of him. We were in one class of age like to two clots of egg. I am most beholding to him, my namesick,º ^|shas we sayed it in our Amharican,º^sh| through the Doubly Telewisher. ^|shOutpassed hearts wag short pertimes.^{sh| |sh}Worndown shoes upon his feet^sh|, ^|shto whose redress no tongue can^{sh| |sh}tell^sh|! In ^|shhis hands a boot!º Spare me, do, a copper or two,º^sh| and ^|shhappy I'll hope you'll be!^sh|º It will pleased me behind with thanks from before and love to self and all I remain hereº your truly friend. I am no scholarº but I loved that man ^|shwho has africot lupps^sh| with the moonshane in his profile. My semblabbleº! My freer!º I call you my halfbrotherº because you in your soberer ^|shotiumic^|shmoments remind me deeply of my natural saywhen brothel in feed, hop and jollity, S. H. Devitt, that benighted irismaimed, who is tearly belaboured by Sydney and Alibany.

— As you sing it it's a study. ^|shThat letter selfpenned to one's other, that neverperfect everplanned!º^sh|

— ^|shThis nonday diary, this allnights newseryreel.^sh|

— ^|shMy dear sir!^{sh| |sh}In this wireless age any owl rooster can peck up bostoons.^sh| But whoewaxed he so anguishedº? Was he vector victored orº victim vexed?

— ^|shMighty sure!^sh| Way way for his wehicaleº! A parambolator ram into his bagsmall when he was reading alawdº with two ecolites and he's been failing of that kink in his arts over sense.

— Madonagh and chielº, ^|shidealist leading a double life^sh|! But who,º ^|shfor the brilliance of brothers,º^sh| is the Nolan as appearant nominally?

— Mr Nolan is pronuminally and rereally aº Mr Gottgab.

— I get it,º you reeker! An untaken mispatriate!º ^|shBy hearing his thing about a person one begins to place him^{sh| |sh}for a certain^{sh| |sh}in true.^sh| Heº stands pat for you before a direct object in the feminine. I see. By maiden sname. Now, I am earnestly asking you andº putting it as between this yohou and that houmonymh, will you justº search through your gabgut memoirs for all of two minutes for this impersonating pronolan, ^|shfairhead on foulshoulders^sh|. Would it be in twofold truthº a Doblingangerº much about your own medium with a sandy whiskers? ^|shPoke me nabs in the ribs and pick the erstwort out of his mouth.^sh|

— Too fullfully true!º Treble Stauter of Holy Baggot, formerly Swordmeat, Streetº (I surpassed himº lately for four and six bringing home the Christmas,º as heavy as music, hand to eyesº on the peer for Noel's Archº, in Blessed Foster's Place)º is doing the dirty on me with his tantrums and all these godforgiven kilowatts I'd be better off without. Though she'sº write to him she's levt by me, Jenny Rediviva! Toot! Detter for you,º Mr Nobru!º Toot toot! Better for you, Mr Anol! This is the way we. Of a redtettetterday morning.
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— When your countramanº from Tuwarceathay is looking for righting,º that is not a good sign?º Not?º

— I speak truly, it's a shower sign that it's not.

— What though it be for ^|shthe sow of his heart? If even she were a good poorº Pegeen?^sh|

— ^|shIf she ate your windowsill you wouldn't say sowº.^sh|

— ^|shWould you be surprised after that atº my asking have you a bull,^sh| a bosbully,º with a ^|shwhistle in his tail to scare other birds^sh|?

— ^|shI would.^sh|

— ^|shWere you with Sindy and Sandy attending Goliath, a bull?^sh|

— You'd make me sag what you like to. I was intending a funeral. Simply and samply.

— They are too wise of solbing their silbings?

— And both croon to the same theme.

— Tugbag is Baggut's, ^|shwhen a crispin sokolist^{sh| |sh}besoops juts kamps or clapperclaws^sh| an irvingite offthedocks. Aº luckchange,º I see. ^|shThinking young through the muddleage spread, the moral fat his mental leans on.^sh| We can cop that with our straat that is called corkscrewed. It would be the finest boulevard billy for a mile in every direction,º from Lismore to Cape Brendan, Patrick's,º if they took the bint out of the mittle of it. You told of a tryst too, two a tutu. I wonder now,º without releasing seeklets of the alcove,º turturs or raabraabs,º haveº I heard mention of whose name anywhere?º Mallowlane or Demaasch? Strike us up either end Have You Erred off Van Homper or Ebell Teresa Kane.

— Marak! Marak! Marak!
Haº drappadº has draraks an Mansianhase parak
And haº had ta barraw tha watarcrass shartclaths aff tha arkbashap af Yarak!º

— Broadribnob'sº on the bummel?

— And lillypets on the lea.

— A being again in becomings again. ^|shFrom the sallies to the allies through their central power?^sh|

— ^|shPirce! Perce! Quick! Queck!^sh|

—º Oº Tara's thrush!º Theº sharepusher! And he said he was only taking the ^|shaverage^sh| grass temperature for Greenº Thurdsday, ^|shthe blutchy scaliger^sh|!º Who you know the musselman, his musclemum and mistlemam? Maomi, Mamie, My Mo Mum! He loves a drary lane. Feel Phylliscitations to Daffº Mr Hairwigger whoº as just addedº twinned little curls! He was resting between Horrockses'º sheets,º wailing for white warfare, ^|shprooboor^sh| welshtbreton, unbiassedº by the embarrassment of disposal, butº the first wokingº day in Baltic Bygrad, byº Thunder, he stepped into the breach and put on
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his recriution trousers and riding apron, theº old soggy, was when the bold bhuoys of Iran wouldn't join up.

— How voice you that, nice Sandy man? Not large goodman is he, Sandy nice?º Ask him this one minute upthrow inner lotus of his burly ear womit he dropped his Bass's to Pº flat.

— Andº for that he was allaughed? And then baited? The whole gammat?

— Loonacied! Marterdyed!! Madwakemiherculossed!!! Judascessed!!!! Pairaskivvymenassed!!!!! Luredogged!!!!!! And, needatellye, faulscrescendied!!!!!!!

— Dias Domnasº! Dolled to dolthood? And Annie Delittle, his daintree diva, ^|shin deltic dwilights,^sh| singing him ^|shhenpecked^sh| rusish through the bars?º My Wolossay's wild as the Crasnian Sea! Grabashag, groogy, scoop and I'll cureº ye! ^|shMother of emeralds, ara poog neighbours!^sh|

— Capilla, Rubrilla and Melcamomilla! Dauby, dauby, without dulay! Well, I beg to traverse same above statement by ^|shsaxy luters^sh| in their back haul of Coalcutter what reflects upon my administrants of slewº poisoning inasmuchº as my dodear devere revered meinhirrº was confined to guardroom, I hindustand, byº my pint of his Filthered pilsen'sº bottle due to Zenaphiah Holwell, H and J. C. S, whichº I was bringing up my quee parapotacarry's orders in my sedown chair with my mudfacepacket from my ^|shcash chemist^sh| and family ^|shdrugger^sh|, Suragerº Dowling, V.S.,º to our aural surgeon, Afamado Hairductor Achmed Borumborad Sahib, M.A.C.A.,º ofº 1001 Ombrilla Street, Syringapadhamº, Alleypulley,º to see what was my watergood, my mesical wasserguss,º for repairs done by bollworm in the rere of pilch knickers,º seven yerds to his galandhar pole on perch, together with his for me ^|shunfillable slopper^sh|, property of my deeply forfear revebereared,º who wasº costing us mostfortunes ^|shwhich I am writing in mepetition^sh| to Kavanagh Djanaral, when he was sitting ^|shhim humpbacked^sh| in dry dryfilthyheat to his Trinidadº pinslers at their orpentings,º entailing a laxative tendency to mary,º especially with him being forbidden fruytº and certifiedº by his sexular clergy to have as badazmy emotional valvular,º with a basketful of priesters crossing the singorgeous to aroint him with tummy moor's maladies,º and thereinafterº liable to succumb, whenº served with letters potent below the belch,º if my rupee ropureº riputed husbandship H.R.R. took a brief one in his shirtsails out of the alleged given mineral, tellingº me see in Foraignghistan sambatpapers hisº Sunday featuresº of a welcomed aperrytiff with vallad of Erill Pearcey O (heº never battered one eagle's before paying me his duty ^|shon my annaversary^sh| to the ^|shparroteyes list^sh| in my nil ensembleº in his lazychair but he hidded up my hemifaces in all my mayarannies and he lookedº plum into my mirrymouth like Ysamasy morning in the end of time
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withº the songlight'sº hope singlingº on his ruddycheeksº and rawjaws)º and, my charmer, whenº I dipped my hand inº he simply showed me his propendiculous loadpoker, Seaserpents hisses Sissastonesº, which was as then is produced in his man's wayº by this wisest of the Vikramadityationistsº with the remere ramindº remure remark, inº his gulughurutty: Yran for parasites with rum for the turkeycockeys so,º Lithia, M.D., as thisº is for Snooker, bort!º

— ^|shWhich was said by whem to whom?

— It wham. But whim I can't whumemberº.^sh|

— Fantasy! Funtasyº on fantasy!º Amnes'º fintasies! And there is nihil nuder under the clothing moon. ^|shWhen Ota, weewahrwificle of Torquells,^sh| bumpsed her dumpsydiddle down in her woolsark,º she mode our heuteyleutey girlery of peerlesses to set up in all their bombossities of feudal fiertey, fanned, flounced and frangipanned,º while the massstab whereby Ephialtes has exceeded is the measure, simplexº mendaciis, by which our Outis cuts his thruth. ^|shArkaway now!^sh|

— Yerds and nudes say ayes and noes! Vide! Vide!

— Let Eivin bemember for Gates of Gold for their fadeless suns berayed her. Irise, O sirises!º Be thy mouth given unto thee! For why do you lack a link of luck to poise a pont of perfect, peace? On the vignetto is a ragingoos. The overseer of the house of the oversire of the seasº, Nu-Men, triumphant, sayeth:º Fly as the hawk, cry as the corncrake, Ani Latch of the postern is thy name; shout!

— My heart, my mother! My heart, my coming forth of darkness! They know not my heart, O coolun dearast! Mon gloomerie! Mon glamourie! What a surpraise, dear Mr Preacher, I to hear from your strawnummical modesty! ^|shYes, there was that skew arch of chrome sweet home,º floodlit up above the flabberghosted farmament and bump where the camel got the needle. Talk about iridescenciesº! Ruby and beryl and chrysolite, jade, sapphire, jasper and lazul.^sh|

— Orca Bellona! ^|shHeavencry at earthcall, etnat athos? Extinct your vulcanology for the lava of Moltens!^sh|

— ^|shIt's you not me's in erupting,º hecklar!^sh|

— Ophiuchus being visible above t'horizon, Mulierculaº occluded by ^|shSatarn's serpent^sh| ring system,º the Pisciolinies, Novaº Ardorisº and Prisca Parthenopea, are a bonnieº feature in the northern sky. Ersº, Mores and Merkery are surgents below the rim of the Zenith Part,º while Arctura, Anatolia, Hesper and Mesembria weep in their mansions over Noth, Haste, Soot and Waste.

— ^|shApep and Uachet!^sh| Holy snakes!º Chaseº me,º Charleyº, Eva's got barley!º Underº her fluencies, all in!º The Ural Mount he's on the move and he'll quivvy
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her with his strombolo! ^|shWaddlewurst, the bag of tow, as broad above as he is below!^sh| Creeping through the ^|shliongrass and^sh| bullrusshiesº^|sh, the obesendean,^sh| before the Emfang de Maurya's class inº Bill Shasser's shotshriftº writing academyº camouflaged as a blancmange and maple syrupº! Obeisance toº their sitinimsº is the follicity of this Orp!º ^|shHer sheikº to Slave, his dick to Dave,º and the fat of the land to Guygas.^sh| The treadmill pebbledropper haha halfahead overground and she'd only chitschats in her spanking bee bonnetry,º Allapolloosa! Up the slanger! Three cheers (and a heva heva heva!)º for the name Dan Magraw!

— Theº giant sun is in his emanence but which is chief of those white dwarfees of which he ever is surabanded?

—º And toº think I might have being his seventh! He will kitssle me on melbaw. ^|shWhat about his age? says you. What about it? says I.^{sh| |sh}I will confess to his sins^sh| and blush me further. I would misdemean to rebuke to the libels of snots fromº the ^|shfleshambles^sh|,º ^|shthe canalles^sh|. ^|shSynamite is too good for them.^sh| Two overthirties ^|shin shore shorties^sh|!º She's askapot at Nile Lodge and she's citchincarry at the left Mrs Hamazum's. Will you warn your old habasund, barking at baggermen, his chokefull chewing his chain? Responsif you plais. The said Sully, a barracker ^|shassociated with tinkers^sh|, the blackhand Shovellyvans,º wreuter of ^|shannoyingmostº letters^sh| and skirriless ballets in Parsee Franch,º heº isº Magrath's thugº and smells cheaply of Power's spiritsº like a deepsea dibblerº and he is not fit enough to throw guts down to a bear. ^|shSylphling me when is a maid nought a maid he would go to anyposs length for her!^sh| So long, Sulleyman! If they cut his nose on the stitcher they had their sevenº good reasons. Here's to the leglift of my snuff and trout ^|shstockangt henkerchoff^sh|,º orangefinº with a mosaic of dispensations from my church millinerº and a frozenº black patata,º whenº Lynch,º Brother, Withworkers, Friendsº and Company with T. C.º King and theº Warden of Galway is prepared to stretch him sacred by the powers to the starlight, L.B.W. ^|shHemp, hemp, hurray!^sh| says the captain in the moonlight. ^|shI could put him under my pallyass and slepp on him all night^sh|,º ^|shas I would roll myself for holy poly over his barrowingº places^sh|. How we will make laugh over him together, me and my Riley in the Vickar's bed! Quink! says I. He cawls to me Granny-stream-Auborneº when I am hiding under my hair from him and I cool him my Finnyking he's so joyant a bounder. Plunk! said he. Inasmuch as I am delightful to be able to state, withº the joy of lifing in my forty winkers,º that a handsome sovereign was freely pledged in their pennis in the sluts maschine,º alonging withº a cherrywickerkishabrack of maryfruit under Shadow La Rose,º to both the legintimate lady performers of display unquestionable, Elsebett and Marryetta Gunning, H₂O, by that noblesse of
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leechers at his Saxon tanneryº with motto in Wwalshe's ffrenchllatin,º O'Neillº Saw Queen Molly's Pants,º and much admired engravingº meaning completeº manly parts during alleged recent act of our chief mergey margey magistrades, fiveº itches above the kneecap,º as required by statues. V.I.C.5.6. If you won't release me stop to pleaseº me up the leg of me. Nowº you see! Respect. S.V.P. Your wife. Amn. Anm. Amm. Ann.º

— You wish to take us, Frui Mria, by degreesº as artis litterarumque patrona but ^|shI am afraid, my poor woman^{sh| |sh}of that same name^sh|, what with your silvanes and your salvines, you are misled.

— Alas for livings' pledjures!

— Lordy Daw and Lady Don! Uncle Foozle and Aunty Jack! Sure,º that old humbugger was boycotted and girlcutted in debt and doom, on hill and haven, even by the ^|shshow-the-flag flotilla^sh|, as I'm given now to understand.º Illscribed inº the gratuitouses and conspued in the takeyourhandaways. Bumbty Tumbtyº Sot on a Wall.º Mute art for the Million. There wasn't an archimandriteº of Dane's Island and the townland's tropicsº nor a minx from the Isle of Woman nor a one of the four cantins nor any on the whole wheel of his ecunomical counciliabulumº nor nogent ingen meid on alled the holedº scurface of the jorth would come next or nigh him, ^|shMr Eelwhipper^sh|, seed and nursery man, or his allgas bumgalowre, Auxilium Meum Solo Aº Dominoº (Amsad)º, for rime or ration, from piles or faces, after that.

— All ears did wagº old Eire wake as Piers Aurell was flappergangsted.

— Recount!

— I have it here to my fingees'º ends. ^|shThis liggy piggy wanted to go to the jampot. And this leggy peggy spelt pea. And threeseº lucky puckers played at pooping tooletom.^sh| Ma's da. Da's ma. Madas. Sadam.

— ^|shPater patruum cum filiabus familiarum.^sh| Or, but, now, and, ariring out of her mirgery margeryº ^|shwatersheads^sh| and,º to change theº subjunct from the ^|shtraumaturgid^sh| for aº once in a while and darting back to stuff,º ^|shif so be you may identify yourself with the him in you,º^sh| that fluctuous neck merchanturº, bloodfadder and milkmudder, since there areº too many of her,º Abha na Lifé,º and getting on to dadaddy again,º as them we're ne'er free of, was he in tea e'er he went on the bier or didn't he onetimeº do something seemly heavy in sugar?º He sent out Christy Columb and he came back with a jailbird's unbespokables in his beak and then he sent out Le Caron Crow and the peacies are still looking for him. The seeker from the swayed, the beesabouties from the parent swarm. Speak to the right! Rotacist ca canny! ^|shHe caun ne'er be bothered but maun e'er be waked.^sh| If there is a future in every past that is present Quis est qui non novit Quinniginº and Qui quwereº quot at Quinnigain'sº Quake?º ^|shStump!^{sh| |sh}His producers,º are they not his consumers?^sh|
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Your exagmination round his factification for incamination of a warping process. Declaim!

— Arra irrahaº hirarra,º man, weren't they arriving in clansdestiniesº for the Imbandiment of theº Ad Regias Agni Dapesº, fogabawlersº and ^|shpanhibernskers^sh|, after the crack and the lean years,º scalpjaggers with houthheadhuntersº, like the messiatsº of the great god,º a scarlet trainful, the Twoedged Petrard, totalling, leggats and prelaps,º in their aggregate ages two and thirty plus undecimmed centries of them,º with tuitifruities, insiders and extraomnesº allcunct, from Rathgar, Rathanganº, Roundtownº and Rush, from America Avenue and Asia Place and the Afrianº Way and Europa Parade and besogar the waldsº of Noo Souchº Wilds,º and from Vico, Mespil,º Rock and Sorrento, for the lureº of his weal and the fear of his oppidumic, to his salon de espera in the keel of his kraal,º like lodes of ores flocking fast to Mount Maximagnetic, afeerd he was a gunner but affaird to stay away, Merrionites, Dumstdumbdrummers and Luccanicans,º Ashtowners,º Battersbyº Parkes and Krumlin Boyardsº, Phillipsburgs, Cabraists and Finglossies, Ballymunmen,º Raheniacs and the bettlers of Clontarf, for to contemplate in manifestsº and pay their firstrateº duties before the both of him,º twelve stone a side,º with their Thieve le Roué!º and their Shvr yr Thrst! and their Uisgue ad Inferos!º and their Usque ad Ebbraios! at and in the licensedº boosiness premisesº of his delhightful bazar and reunited magazine hall, by the magazine wall, Hosty's and Co, Exports, for his five hundredth and sixtysixth borthday, the Grand Oldº Magennis Mor, Persee and Rahli,º taker of the tributes, their Rinseky Poppakork and Piowtorº the Grape,º holding Dunker's durbar,º boot kings andº indiarubber umpires and shawhs from Paisleyº and muftis in muslim and sultana reiseines and jordanº almonders and a row of jam sahibs and anº odd principeza in her pettedcoat and the queen of knight's clubs and the Claddaghº ringleaders and the two salaames and the Halfa Ham and the Hanzas Khan with two fat maharashersº and the German selver geyser,º and he polished up, protemptible,º tintinabulatingº to himsilf so silfrich. Andº there was J. B. Dunlop, the best tyrent of ourish times,º and a swanks of French wine stuarts and Tudor keepsakes and the Cesarewitchº for the currentº counter,º Leodegarius Sant Legegleger,º riding lapsaddlelonglegs up the oakses staircase on muleback,º like Amaxodiosº Isteroprotos,º hindquarters to the fore and kick to the lift, and he handigrabbedº on to his trulley natural anthem,º Horsibus, keep your tailyup,º and as much as the halle of the vacantº throneroomº, Oldloaf'sº Buttery, could safely accommodateº of the houses of Orange and Bitters M.P.,º permeated by Druids D.P. andº Brehons B.P.º and Flawhoolaghs F.P.º and Agiapommenitesº A.P.º and Antepummelitesº P.P.º and Ulster Kong and Munster's Herald with
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Athclee Ensigning and Athlone Poursuivant and his Imperialº Catchering, his fain awan, and his gemmynosed sanctsons in epheud and ordilawn and his diamondskulled granddaucher, Adamantayaº Liubokovskva, allº murdering Irish, amok and amak,º out of their boom companions in paunchjab and dogril and pammel and gougerouttyº after plenty ofº his fresh stout and his good balls of malt, not to forget ^|shhis oels a'mona nor his beers o'ryely^sh|, ^|shsopped down by his pani's annagolorumº (at Kennedy's kiln she kned her dough, back of her bake for me, buns!)^sh|,º socialising and communicountingº ^|shin the deification of his members,º^sh| for to nobble or salvage their herobitº of him, the poohpooher old bolssalooseº, with his arthurious clayroses,º Dodderick Ogonoch Wreck,º busted to the wurrldº at largeº, lying high as he lay in all dimensionsº on the table roundº in court dress and ludmers chain,º as true as the Vernons have Brian's sword,º with the floodlight switched back and a dozen and one by one tilly tallows round in ringcampf, circumassembled by his daughtersº in the foregiftness of his sonsº andº with a hogo, fluorescent ^|shof his swathings^sh|,º round himº like the ^|shcummulium of scents^sh| in an Italianº warehouse, erica's clustered on his hayir, the spectrum inº his prisent mocking the candiedights of his dadtid, bagpuddingpodded to hisº deafspot, ^|shbewept of his chilidrimº and serafim, poors and personalities, venturous, drones and dominatorsº, ancients and auldancients,^sh| with his buttend up,º expositoed for sale after referee's inspection, bulgy and blowrious, bunged to ignorious, healed,º cured and embalsamateº, pending a rouseruction of his bogey, most highly astounded, as it turned up,º after his life overlasting,º at thus being reduced to nothing.

— ^|shBappy-go-gully and gaff for us all!^sh| And all his morties calisenic, tripping a trepas, neniatwantyng:º Mulo Mulelo! Homo Humilo! Dauncy a deady O! Dood dood dood! O Bawse! O Boese!º O Muerther! O Mord! Mahmato! Moutmaro! O Smirtsch! O Smertz! Woº Hillill! Waº Hallall! Thou Thuoni! Thou Thaunaton! Umartir! Udamnor! Tschitt! Mergue! Eulumu! Huam Khuam! Malawinga! Malawunga! Ser Oh Ser! See ah See! Hamovs! Hemoves! Mamor! Rockquiemº eternuel give donal aye in dolmeny! Bad luck's perpepperpot loosen his eyis! (Psich!)º

— But there's leps of flam in Funnycoon's Wick. The keyn has passed. Lung lift the keying!

— God save you king! Masterº of the Hidden Life!º

— God serf yous kingly,º adipose rex! I had four in the morning and a couple of the lunch and three later onº but, yourº saouls to the dhaoul, do ye. Finnk. Fime. Fudd?º

— ^|shImpassable tissue of improbable liyers!^sh| D'yu mean to setº there where y'are now, ^|shcoddlin'º your supernumerary leg,^sh| wi' thatº bizaarº tongue in yur
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tolkshap, Sorley boy, repeating yurself like a muck in a market with your hindies and shindies, andº tell me that?º

— I mean to sit here on this altknoll where you are now, Surly guy, replete in myself,º as long as I live, in my homespins, like a sleepingtop,º with all that's buried ofsins insince insensed insidesofme. If I can't upset this pound of pressed ollaves I canº sit up zounds of sounds upon him.º

— Oliver!º He may be an earthpresence. Was that a groan or did I hear the Dingle bagpipes? Wasting war and.º Watch!

— Tris tris a ni ma mea! Prisoner of Love! Bleatingº Hart! Lowlaid Herd! Aubain Hand! Wonted Foot! Usque! Usque! Usque!º Lignum in …

— ^|shRawth of Gar and Donnerbruck Fire!º^sh| Is the ^|shstraysº^sh| world moving mound or what ^|shstatic^sh| babel isº this, tell us?

— Whoisheº whoishe whoishe whoishe linking in? Whoishe whoishe whoishe?

— ^|shThe snare drum!^sh| Lay yer lug till the groun. ^|shThe dead giant, man aliveº!^sh| They're playing thimbles and bodkins. Clan of the Gael! Hep!º Whu's within?

— Dovegall and finshark they are. Ringº to the rescueº!

Zinzin.º Zinzin.

Crumº abu! Cromwell to victory!º

We'llº gore them and gash them and gun them and gloat on them.

Zinzin.º

— O, widows and orphans, it's the yeomen! Redshanks for ever! Up Lancs!

— Theº cry of the roedeer it is! The white hind!º Their slots, linklink. The hounds hunt horning!º Send usº peace! Title! Title!º

Christº in our Irishº times! Christ on the airs'º independence! Christ hold the freedman's chareman!º Christ light the dully expressed!

Slog, slagt andº sluaghter! Rape the daughter! Choke the pope!

Awe!º Cloudyº father! Unsure! Nongood!

Zinzin.º

Sold!º I am sold!º My ersther! My sidster! Brinabride, goodbye!º Brinabride! Us! Us!º

Pipetteº dear! I sold!º Me! Me!

Fort!º Fort! Bayroyt! March!

º Me!º I'm true. True! Isolde!º Pipette, myº precious!

Zinzin.º

Brinabrideº, getº my price! Brinabride!

Myº price, my precious?

Zin.º

Brinabride, myº price! When you sell get my price!
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Zinº.º

Pipette!º Pipette, my priceless one!

O!º Mother of my tears! Believe for me! Fold thyº son!

Zinzin.º Zinzin.

— Now we're gettin it.º ^|shTune in and pick up the forain counties!^sh|º Hello!

Zinzin.º

— Hello! Tittit! Tell your title?

Abride!º

— Hellohello! Ballymacarett! Am I thru, miss?º

True!º Iss!º

— Tit! What is the ti...?º

Act drop. Stand by! Blinders!º

SILENCE.º

Curtainº up. Juice, please! Foots!

— Hello! ^|shAre you Cigar shank and Wheat?^sh|

— ^|shI gotye. Gobble Ann's Carrot Cans.^sh|

— Parfey!º Now,º after that ^|shjustajiffº siesta^sh|, just permit me a moment.º ^|shChallenger's Deep is childsplay to this^sh| but,º ^|shby our soundings in the swishº channels,º land is due^sh|. A truce to ^|shdemobbed swarwords^sh|. Clear the line, priorityº call! Sybil! Better that or this? Sybil Head this end! Better that way? Follow the baby spot. Yes. Very good now. We are again in the ^|shmagnetic field^sh|. Do you remember aº particular lukesummer nightº following a crying fair day?º Moisten your lips ^|shfor a lightning strike^sh| and begin again. Mind the flickers and dimmers! Better?º

— Well.º The isles is Thymes. The ales is Penzance. Vehement Genral. Delhi expulsed.

— Still calling of somewhave from its specific? Not more? Lesscontinuous. There were fires on every bald hill in holy Ireland that night. Better so?

— You may say they were, sonº of a cove!º

— Were they bonfires? That clear?

— No other name would at all befit them unless that. Bonafieries! With their blue beards streaming to the heavens.

— Was it a high white night now?

— Whitest night mortal ever saw.

— Was our lord of the heights nigh our lady of the valley?

— He was hosting himself up and flosting himself around and ghosting himself to merry her murmur like an andeanupper balkan.

— Lewd's carol!º Was there rain by any chance, mistandew?

— Plenty. If you wend farranoch.
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— There fell some fall of littlewinter snow, holy-as-ivory, as well,º I gather, jesse?º

— By sneachthaº clocka. The nicest at all. In hilly-and-even zimalayars.º

— Did it not blow some gales, westnass or ostscent, rather strongly to less?º

— Out of all jokes it did. Pipep! Icecold. Brr na brr, ny prr! Lieto galumphantesº!

— Stll cllng? Nmr?º Peace, Pacific! Do you happen to recollect whether Muna, that highlucky nackt, was shiningº at all?º

— Sure she was, my midday darling!º And not one but a pair of pritty geallachers.

— Quando? Quonda? Go dateyº!

— Latearly! Latearly! Latearly! Latearly!

— That was latterlig certainly. And was there frostwork about and airsighs and hellstohns and flammballs and vodashouts andº thick weather, soon calid, soon frozen, and hiceº and a boatshaped blanket of bruma andº everything ^|shto please everybody^sh|?

— Hail many fell of greats! Horey morey smother of fog! There was, so plays your Ahrtidesº. Absolutely boiled. Obsoletely cowled. Cold on warm but moistly dry.º All in humours out of turn,º jusse as they rose and sprungen.º Julie and Lulie at their parkiest.

— The amenities, the amenities of the amenities with all their amenities. And the firmness of the formous of the famous of the fumous of the first fog in Maidanvale?

— Catche catcheº and couchamed.º

— ^|shFrom Miss Somer's nice dream back to Mad Winthrop's delugium stramens.^sh| One expects that kind of rimyº feeling in the sire season?

— One certainly does. Desire,º for hire, would tire a shire, phone,º phunkelº or wire. And mares.

— ^|shOf whitecaps any?

— Foamflakes flockfuyant from Foxrock to Finglas.^sh|

— A lambskip for the marines! Paronama! The entire horizon cloth! All effects in their joints caused ways. Raindrum, windmachine, snowbox. But thundersheet?

— No here. Under the blunkets.

— ^|shThis common or garden is now in stillerº realithy the starey sphere of an oleotoriumº for broken pottery and ancient vegetables?

— Simply awful the dirt.^sh| An evernasty ashtray.

— I see. Now do you know the wellknown kikkenmiddenº where the illassorted first couple first met with each other? The place where Ealdarmann Fanagan?º The time when Junkermenn Funagin?
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— Deed then I do.º W.K.

— ^|shIn Fingal too they met at Littlepeace aneath the bidetree, Yellowhouse of Snugsborough, Westreeve-Astagobº and Slutsend with Stockensº of Winning's Folly Merryfallsº, all of a two, skidoo and skephumble?

— Godamedy,º you're a delvilleº of a tolkar!^sh|

— Isº it a place fairly exspoused to the four last winds?

— Well,º I faithlyº sincerely believe so indeed,º if all what I hope to charity is half true.º

— This stow on the wolds, is it Woful Dane Bottom?

— It is woful in need whatever about anything or allselse under the grianblachk sun of gan greyne Eireann.

— A tricolour ribbon that spells a caution. The old flag, the cold flag.

— The flagstone. By tombs, deep and heavy. To the unaveiling memory of. Peacer the grave.

— ^|shAnd what sighethº Woodin Warneung thereof?

— Trickspissers vill be pairsecludedº.^sh|

— There used to be a tree thereº stuck up? An overlisting eshtree?

— There used, sure enough. Beside the Annar. At the ford of Slivenamond. Oakley Ashe's elm. With a snoodrift from one beerchen bough. And the grawndest crowndest consecrated maypole in all the reignladenº history of Wilds. ^|shBrowne's Thesaurus Plantarum,º from Nolan's,º The Prittlewell Press, has nothing alike it.^sh| For ^|shwe are fed of its forest, clad in its wood, barquedº by its bark and our lecture is its leave.^{sh| |sh}The crann, the crann, the king of all cranns.º^sh| Squiremade and damesman of plantagenets, high and holy!º

— Now, no ^|shhiding your wren under a bushle^sh|!º What was it doing there, for instance?

— Standing foreninst us.

— In ^|shSummerian sunshine^sh|?

— And in Cimmerian shudders.

— You saw it visibly from your hidingplace?

— No. From my invisibly lyingplace.

— And you then took down in stereo what took place being tunc committed?

— I then tuk my takenplace lying down, I thunk Iº told you. Solve it!

— Remounting aliftle towards the ouragan of spaces, justº how grand in cardinal rounders is this preeminent giant, Sirº Arber? Yourº bard'sº highview, avis on valley! I would like to hear you burble to us in strict conclave, purpurando, and without too much italiote interfairanceº what you know in petto about our sovereign beingstalk, Tonans Tomazeusº. O dite!
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— Corcor Andy, udite, udite!º Your Ominence, Your Imminence and delicted fraternitree!º There'sº Tuodoreº queensmaids and Idahore shopgirls and they woody babies growing upon her and bird flamingans sweenyswinging fuglewards on the tipmast and Orania epples playing hopptociel bommptaterre and Tyburn fenians snoring in his quicken boleº and crossbones strewing its holy floorº andº culprinseº of Erasmus Smith's ^|shburstall^sh| boys with their underhand leadpencils climbing to her crotch for the origin of spices and charlotte darlings with silkblueº askmes chattering in dissent to them,º gibbonses and gobbenses,º guelfing and ghiberring,º proferring praydews to their anatolies and blighting fiendblastsº on their catastripesº and the Killmaimthemº pensioners chucking overthrown milestones up to her to fall her cranberries and her ^|shpommes annettes^sh| for their unnatural refection and ^|shhandpainted hoydens plucking husbands offº him^sh|º and cock robins muchmore hatching most out of his missado eggdrazzles for him, the sun and moon pegging honeysuckle and white heather down and timtits tapping resin there and tomahawks watching tar elsewhere, creatures of the wold approaching him, hollow mid ivy, for to claw and rub,º hermits of the desert barking their infernal shins over her triliteral roots and his acorns and pineconesº shooting wide onº all sides out of him, plantitude outsends of plenty to thousands, after the truants of the utmostfear ^|shand her downslyder in that snakedst-tu-naughsy whimmering woman't seeleib such a^sh| fashionaping ^|shsathinous dress out of that^sh| exquisitive creation and her leaves, my darling dearest,º sinsinsinning since the night of time andº each and all of their branches meeting and shaking twisty hands all over again in their new world ^|shthrough the germination of its gemination from Ond's outset till Odd's end^sh|. And encircle him circuly. Evovae!º

— ^|shIs it so exaltated, eximious,º extraoldandairy and excelssiorising?^sh|

— Amengst menlike trees walking or trees like angels weepingº ^|shnobirdy aviar soar anywing to eagle it^sh|!º But rocked of agues, cliffed for aye!

— ^|shTelleth that eke the treeth?

— Musheº mushe of a mixness.

— A shrub of libertine, indeed! But that steyne of law indead what stiles its neming?

— Tod, tod, too hard parted!^sh|º

— I've got that now, ^|shDr Melomedicusº^sh|. Finight mens midinfinite true. The form masculine. The gender feminine. I see. Now, are you derevatov of it yourself in any way? The true tree,º I mean.º Let's hear what science has to say, pundit-the-next-best-king. Splanck!

—º Upfellbowm.º

— ^|shIt reminds of the weeping of the daughters?^sh|
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— ^|shAnd remounts to the sense arrest.^sh|

— The wittold, the frausch and the dibble! How this looseaffair brimsts of fussforus! And was this treemanangel on his soredbohmend because Knockout, the knickknamerº, knacked him in the knecktshaftº?

— ^|shWell,º he was ever himself for the presention of crudities to animals for he had put his own nickelname on every toad, duck and herring before the climber clomb aloft,º doing the midhill of the park, flattering his bitter hoolft^{sh| |sh}with hisº conconundrums.^sh|º He would let us have the three barrels. ^|shSuch was a bitte too thikke for the Masterº of the hoose so as he called down on the Grand Precurser who coiled him a crawler of the dupest dye and thundered at him to flatschº down off offº that erection and be aslimed of himself for the bellance of hissch leif.^sh|

— Oh Finlay's coldpalled!

— Ahday's begatem!

— ^|shWere you there, eh Jerhº? Were you there when they lagged um through the Coombeº?

— Wo wo! Who who! Psalmtimes it grauws on me to ramble, ramble, ramble.^sh|

— ^|shWoe! Woe! So that was how he became the foerstº of ourº treefellers?^sh|

— Yesche,º ^|shand, in the absenceº of any soberiquietsº, the fairstº of our truephalluses,º Bapobapoº Bomslinger!^sh|

— ^|shHow near do you feel to this capocapo of promontoryism?º

— There do be days of dry coldness between us when he does be like a lodging houseº far far astray and there do be nights of wetwindwhistlingº when he does be making me onions woup all kinds of ways.^sh|

— Now you are mehrer the murk, Lansdowneº Road. She's threwed her pippin's thereabouts and they've cropped up tooth on eydgeº with hates to leaven this socried isle. Now, thornyborn, follow the spotlight, please! ^|shConcerning a boy.^sh| Are you acquainted with a paganyº ^|shvicariously^sh| known as Toucher “Thom”º who is?º I suggest Finolanº as his habitat. Consider yourself on the stand now and watch your words, take my advice. Let your motto be: Inter nubila numbum.º

— Never you mind about my mother or her hopitout. I consider, ifº I did,º I would feel frightfully ashamed of admired vice.

— He is a man of around fifty, struck on Anna Lynsha's Pekoe with milk and whisky, who does messagesº ^|shand has more dirt on himº than an old dog has fleas^sh|,º ^|shkicking stones and knocking snow off walls^sh|.º Have you ever heard of this old boy “Thom”º or “Thim” of the ^|shfishy stare^sh|º who belongs to Kimmage, a crofting district, and is not all there,º and is all the more toº himself since he is not so,º being most of his time down at the Green Man where he ^|shsteals, pawns,
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belches and is a curse^sh|, ^|shdrinking gaily two hours after closing time^sh|,º with the coat on him skinside out against rapparitions,º ^|shwith his socks outsewed his springsides^sh|, ^|shclapping his hands in a feeble sort of way^sh| and systematically mixing with the public going for groceries, slapping greats and littlegets soundly with his cattegut belts,º ^|shflapping baresides^sh| and waltzywembling about in his accoutrementsº always in font of the tubbernuckles, like a longarmed lugh,º when he would be finished with his tea?º Crazy, isn't that?º

— Is it that fellow?º As mad as the brambles he is. Touch him. ^|shWith the lawyers sticking to his trewsershins^sh| and the swatmenotting on the basque of his beret. ^|shHe has kissed me more than once, I am sorry to say,º and if I did commit gladrolleries may the loone forgive it!º^sh| O wait till I tell you!º

— We are not going yet.

— And look here! Here'sº what he done, asº snooks as I am saying so, my dear!º

— Get out, you dirt!º You're not! Unhindered and odd times? Mere thumbshow? Lately?

— How do I know? ^|shSearchº my billet. Buy a barrack pass.^sh| Ask the horneys. Tell the robbers.º

— Youº are alluding to the ^|shpicking pockets in Lower O'Connellº Street?

— I am illuding to the Pekin packet but I am eluding from Laura Connor's treat^sh|.

— A strangely striking ^|shpertº of speech^sh| for ^|shthe hottest worked word^sh| of ur sprogue.º Now,º just wash and brush up your memoirias a little bit. So I find, referring to the pater of the present man, an erely demented ^|shbrickthrower,º^sh| I am wondering to myself in my mind, qua ^|shour arc of the covenant,^sh| was Toucher, a methodist,º whose name, as others say, is not really “Thom”º, was this saltº son of a century from Boaterstown, Shivering William,º the sealiest old forker ever hawked crannock, ^|shafter his teeth were shaken out of their suckets by the wrang dog,^{sh| |sh}who is always with him at the Big Elm and the Arch^sh|,º for having 5 pints 73º of none Eryen blood in him,º abaft the seam level, the scatterling, was heº wearing ^|shhis cowbeamer and^sh| false clothes of a brewer's grains pattern with back buckons with his motto on, Yule Remember, ostensibly for that occasion onlyº of the Twelfth Dayº Pax and Quantum wedding, I'mº wondering.

— I bet you are. Well,º he was wandering, give him his due,º in his mind too, ^|shyou bet,^sh|º whatever was his matter,º for I am sorry to have to tell you, hullo and evoe,º they were coming down from off him.

— How culious an epiphany! Hodieº casus esobhrakonton?º

— It looked very like it.

— Needer knows necess and ^|shneither garments^sh|. ^|shMan is minded of Meagher, what? Woollyº Walty?
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— Ay, another good button gone wrong.^sh|

— ^|shBlondman's blaff! Like a skib leaked lintel the arbour leidend with...?º^sh|

— ^|shPamelas, peggylees, pollywollies, questuants, quaintaquilties, quickamerries.^sh|

— And, concavingº now convexly to the ^|shsemidemihemispheres^sh|,º from ^|shthe female angle^sh|, music minnestirring,º were the ^|shsubligate^sh| sistersº, Pº and ꟼ,º Clopatrick's cherierapest, mutatisº mutandis, in pretty much the same pickle, ^|shtheº peach of all piedom,^sh| the quest of all quicks?º

— ^|shPeequeen ourselves^sh|,º the prettiest picklingº of ^|shunmatchemable^sh| muteº ^|shantes^sh| I ever bopeeped at, seesaw shallshee, sinceº the town wentº ^|shgonning^sh| on Pranksome Quaine.

— ^|shSilks apeel and sulks alusty?

— Boy and giddle, gape and bore.^sh|

— ^|shI hear these two goddesses are liable to sue him?

— Well, I hope the two Collinses don't leg a bail to shoot him.^sh|º

— ^|shBoth were white in black arpists at cloever spillinº, knickt?^sh|

— ^|shGels bach, I languishedº liszted. Etoudies for the right hand.^sh|

— Were they now? And were they watching you as watcher as well?

— ^|shWhere do you get that wash?^sh|º ^|shThis representation does not accord with my experience.^sh| They were watching the watched watching. Vechers all.º

— Good. ^|shHold that watching brief and keep this witching longuer.^sh| Now,º retouching friend Tomsky, the enemy, did you gather much fromº what he let drop?º We are sitting here for that.

— I was rooshian mad, no lie. About ^|shhis shapeless hat^sh|.

— I suspect you must have been.

— ^|shYou are making your thunderous mistake.^sh| But I was dung sorry for him too.

— O Schaum! Not really? Were you sorry you were mad with him then?

— When I tell you I was rooshiamarodnimad with myself altogether, so I was, for being sorry for him.

— So?

— Absolutely.

— ^|shWould you blame him anyº at all stages?

— I believe in many an old stager. But what seemed sooth to a Greek summed nooth to a giantle. Who kills the cat in Cairo coaxes cocks in Gaul.^sh|

— ^|shI put it to you that this was solely in his sunflower state and that his haliodraping hatº was why maids all sighed for him, ventured and vied for him.^sh| Hm?

— After ^|shPutawayo, Kansas, Liburnum and New Aimstirdames^sh|,º ^|shit would notº surprise me in the very least.^sh|
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— That tare and this mole, your tear and our smile. 'Tis life that lies if woman's eyes have been our old undoing. Lid efter lid. ^|shReform in mine size his deformation. Piffpuffº up my nostril, would you, andº puff the earthworm outer my ear?º^sh|

— ^|shHe could cloudsº boose his eyes to the birth of his garce, he could lump all his lot through the half of her play,º but he jest couldn't laugh through the whole of her farce becorpse he warn't billed that way. So he outandouts his volimetangereº and has a lightningº consultation and he downadowns his pantoloogions and made a piece of first perpersonal puetry that staystale remains to be. Cleaned.^sh|

— ^|shBooms of bombs^sh| and heavy rethundersº?

— This aim to you!

— The tail as you tell it, so mastrodantic,º nearly takes your own mummouth's breath away. ^|shYour tropersº are so unrelieved because his troopers were in difficulties.^sh| Still,º ^|shlet stultitiam done in veino condone ineptias made of veritues.^sh| How many were married amidº that top of all strapping mornings,º after the midnight turkeyº drive, myº good ^|shdogwatcher^sh|º?

— Puppaps. That'd be telling. ^|shWith a hoh frohim and aº heh fraher.^sh| But,º as regarbs Tummyº Thornycraft,º ^|shI defyneº the lawn mare and the laney moweress and all the prentisses of wildes to massage him.^sh|

— Now ^|shfrom Gunner Shothandº^sh| to Guinnessº Scenography. Come to the ballay at the Tailors'º Hall. We mean to be mellay on the Mailers' Mall. And leap, rink and make follay till the Gaelers' Gall. Awake! Come, a wake! Every old skin in the leather world, infect the whole stock company of the old house of the Leaking Barrelº, was thomistically drunk, two by two, lairking ^|sho'tootlersº with tamboursº a'beggars,^sh| the blog and turfs and the brandywine bankrompers, trou Normend fashion, I have been told, down to the bank lean clorks?º Some ^|shnasty blunt clubs^sh| were being operated after the tradition of a wellesleyan bottle riot act and there was ^|sha fall following a push^sh| andº aº few plates were being shied about and ^|shtumblers bearing traces of fresh porter^sh| rolling around,º independent of that,º for the ehren of Fyn's Insul,º and then followed that wapping breakfast at the Heaven and Covenant, with Rodey O' echolowingº how his breadcost on the voters would be a comeback for e'er a one,º like the depredations of Scandalknivery,º in and on usedtowobble sloops off cloasts,º eh?º Would that be a talltale too? This was the grandsire Orther. This was his innwhite horse. Sip?º

— Well,º naturally he was, louties asloº genderymen.º Being Kerssfesstiydt. They came from all lands beyond the wave for songs of Inishfeel. Whiskwayº and mortem!º No puseyporcious either,º invitem kappines all round. But the
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right reverend priest, Mr Hopsinbond, and the reverent bride eleft, Frizzy Fraufrau, were sober enough. ^|shI think they were sober.^sh|

— I think you're ^|shwiddershins^sh| there about the right reverence. Magraw for the Northwhiggern cupteam wasº wedding'sº ^|shbeastman^sh|, papers before us carry.º You saw him hurriedly,º or did you,º if that seme'sº not irrelevant? With Slater's hammer,º perhaps? Or he was in serge?º

— I horridly did.º On the stroke of the dozen. I'm sure I'm wrong but I heard the irreverendº Mr Magraw,º in search of a stammer, kuckkuck kicking the bedding out of the old sexton,º Red Fox-Goodman,º around the sacristy, tillº they were bullbeadle black and bufeteer blue,º while I and Flood and the other men, jazzlike brollies and sesuos,º was gickling his missus to gackles in the hall, the divileen (she's a lamp in her throth),º with her cygncygn leckle and her twelve pound lach.

— A loyal wifish woman cacchinic wheepingcaugh! While shelaylylawº was all their rage. But you did establish personal contact?º In epexegesis or on a point of order?

— That perkumiary pond is beyawnd my pinnigay pretonsions. I am resting on a pigs of cheesus but ^|shI've a big suggestion^sh| it was about the pint of porter.

— You are a suckersome! But this all, as avisº said to oska, was ^|shonly that childbearer might^sh| blogas well ^|shsidesplit^sh|? Where letties hereditate a dark mien swart hairy?

— Only. 'Twas womans' too woman with mans' throw man.

— ^|shBully burley yet hardlyº hurley.^{sh| |sh}The saloon bulkhead, did you say, or the tweendecks?^sh|

— ^|shBetween drinks, I deeply painfully repeat it.^sh|

— ^|shWas she wearing shubladey's tiroirs in humour of her hubbishobbis, Massa's star stellar?

— Mrs Tarr-Taylourº? Just a floating panel, secretairslidingdraws,^sh|º a budge of klees on her schaltherº, a siderbrass sehdass on her anular fingringº and forty croeclipsº in her curlingthongues.

— So this was the dope that woolliedº the cad that kinked ^|shthe ruck that noised the rape that tried the sap that hugged the mort?

— That legged in the hoax that Jokeº bilked.^sh|

— ^|shThe jest of junk the jungular?

— Jacked up in a jock the wrapper.^sh|

— Lollgoll! You don't soye so! All upsydown her whole creation? So there was nothing serical between you? And Drysalter, father of Izod, how was he now?

— To the pink, man, likeº an allmanox,º in his ^|shshirt and stickup^sh|, brustall
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to the bear,º the Megalomagellan of our winevatswaterway, squeezing theº life out of the liffeyº.

—º Crestofer Carambas! Such is zodisfaction. ^|shYou pinkº me!^{sh| |sh}He came, he kished, he conquered.^sh| Vulturuvarnar! The must of his glanzfullº coaxing the beam in her eye? ^|shThat musked bell of this masked ball!^{sh| |sh}Annabella, Lovabella, Pullabella, yep?^sh|

— ^|shYup! Titentung Tollertone in S. Sabina's.^sh| Aye aye, she was lithe and ^|shpleasable^sh|. Wilt thou the lee? Wilt thou the hee? Wilt thou the hussif?

— ^|shThe quicker the deef the softerº the^sh| sapstuff, butº the main the mightier the stricterº the strait. To the vast go the game! ^|shIt is the circumconversioning of antelithual paganelles by a huggerknut cramwell energuman, or the caecodedition of an absquelitteris puttagonnianne to the herreroismº of a cabotinesque exploser?

— I believe you.^sh| Taiptope.º Reellyº, O reelly!

— Nautaey, nautaey,º we're nowhere without ye! In steam of kavos now arbatos above our hearths doth hum. And Malkos crackles logs of fun while Anglys cheers our ingles. ^|shSo lent she him ear to burrow his manhood (or so it appierce) and borrow his namas? Suilful eyes and sallowfoul hairweed and the sickly sigh from her gingerineº mouth like a Dublin bar in the moarning.

— Primus auriforasti me.^sh|

— The park is gracer than the hole, says she, butº shekelton'sº my fortune?

— ^|shEversought of being artained?^{sh| |sh}You've soft a say with ye, Flatter O'Ford, that, honey, I hurdley chew you.^sh|

— ^|shIs that answers?

— It am,º queery!^sh|

— ^|shThe house was Toot and Come-Inn by the bridge called after Tiltass,º but are you ^|shsolarly andº salemly^sh| sure,º beyond the shatter of the canicular year? Nascitur ordo seculi nonfit.º

— Siriuslyº ^|shand selenely^sh| sure behind the shutter. Securius indicat umbris tellurem.^sh|

— Dateº as? ^|shYour time of immersion?^{sh| |sh}We are still in drought^sh| of …?

— Amnis Dominae, ^|shMarcus of Corrig^sh|. A laughin hunter and Purty Sue.

— Andº crazyheaded Jorn, the bulweh born?

— Fluteful as his orkan. Ex ugola lenonem.

— And Jambs, of Delphin's Bourne or (as olders lay) of Tophat?

— Dawncing the kniejinksky ^|shchoreopiscopally^sh| like an easter sun round the colander, ^|shthe Vice^sh|!º Taranta boontoday! You should pree him pranceº the polcat, you should whiffº him wops around, you should hear his piedigrotts schraying as his skimpies skirp a …

— ^|shCrashedafar Corumbas!^sh| A Czardanser indeed! Dervilish glad too. Ortovito
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semi ricordo. ^|shThe pantaglionic affection through his blood^sh| like a bad influenza in a leap at bounding point?

— ^|shOut of Prisky^sh| Poppagenua, ^|shthe palsied old priamite,^sh|º ^|shhome from^{sh| |sh}Edwin Hamilton's Christmas pantaloonade^sh|,º Oropos Roxy and Pantharhea,º ^|shat the Gaiety^sh|, trippudiating ^|shround the aria, with his fiftytwoº heirs of age^sh|! They may reel at his likes but it's Noeh Bonum's shin do.

— And whit what was Lillabil Issabil, maideve, maid,º at?

— Tristsº and thranes and trinies and traines.

— A takebackº to the virgin page, darm it!

— Ay, graunt ye.

— The quobus quartet were there too, if I mistake not, as a sideline but,º pace the ^|shcontempt of senate^sh|, well to the fore, in an amnessyº meeting,º metandmorefussed to decide whereagainwhen to meet themselves, ^|shflopsome and jerksomeº, lubber and deliric,^{sh| |sh}drinking unsteadily^sh| through the Kerry quadrilles and Listowel lancers and mastersinging always with that consecutive fifth of theirs, eh? Like four wise elephants inandouting under a twelvepodestalled table?

— You've said it!º They were simple scandalmongers, that familiar, and all! Normand, Desmond, Osmund and Kenneth. Making mejical history all over the show!º

— In sum, some hum? And other marrage feats?

— ^|shAll our statuesº they were astumbling round the raukyº roars assumbling when Bigº Arthur flugged the field at Annie's courting.^sh|

— ^|shSuddenly some wellfiredº clay was cast out through the schaapsteckersº of hoy's houseº?

— Schottenly there was a hellfireº club kicked out through the wasistasº of Thereswhere.º^sh|

— Like Heavystost's envil catacalamitumbling. Three days three times into the Vulcuum?

— Punch!º

— Or ^|shNoe et Ecclesiastes, nonneº?

— Ninny, there is no hay in Eccles's hostelº.

— Yet an I saw a sign of him,º if you could scrape out his acquinntence.º Name or redress him and we'll call it a night!

— .i..'. .o..l.^sh|

— You are sure it was not a ^|shshuler's shakeup^sh| or a plighter'sº palming or a winker's wake etcaetera etcaeterorum you were at?

— Precisely.

— Mayhap.º Hora pro Nubis, ^|shThundersday^sh|º, at A Little Bit Of Heaven, Howth,º the wife of Deimetuus (D'amn),º Earl Adam ^|shFitzadam^sh|,º of a Tartar
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(Birtha) or Sackville-Lawry and Morland-West, at the Auspice for the Living,º Bonnybrook,º ^|shby the river,º and A. Briggs Carlisle,^sh| guardian of the birdsmaids and deputiliser for groom. Pontifical mess. ^|shOr (soddenly) Schott,^sh| furtivfired by the riots. No flies. ^|shAgreest?^sh|

— Mayhem. Also loans through the post. With or without security. Everywhere. Any amount. Mofsovitz, swampstakers,º purely providential.

— Flood's. The pinkman,º the squeeze, the pintº with the kick. Gaa. And then the punch to Gaelicise it. Fox. The lady with the lamp. The boy in the barleybag.º The old man on his ars. Great Scrapp! 'Tis we and you and ye and me and hymns and hurts and heels and shields. The eirest race, the ourest nation, the airest place that erestationed. He was culping for penance while you were ringing his belle. Did the kickee, Goodmanº Ruedº Foxº, say anything important? ^|shClamº or cram, spick or spat?º

— No more than Richman's periwhelker.º^sh|

— Nnn ttt wrd?

— ^|shDmn ttt thg.^sh|

— ^|shA gael galled by scheme of scorn? Nock?

— Sangnifyingº nothing. Mock!^sh|

— Fortitudo eius rhodammum tenuit?

— Five maim! Or something very similar.

— ^|shI should like to euphonise that.^sh| It sounds an isochronism, secretº speech Hazeltonº and obviously ^|shdisemvowelled^sh|. But it is good laylawº too. We may take those wellmeant kicks for free granted, thoughº ^|shultra vires, void and, in fact,º unnecessarily so^sh|. Happily you were not quite so successful in the process verbal whereby you would sublimateº your blepharospasmockical suppressions, it seems?º

— What was that? ^|shFirst I heard about it.^sh|

— Were you or were you not? Ask yourself the answer.º I'm not giving you a short question.

— Quite so.º

— Now, notº to mix up, cast your eyes around Capel Court. I want you, witness of this ^|shepic struggle^sh|, ^|shas yours so mine^sh|, to reconstruct for usº as briefly as you can,º inexactly the same as a mind's eye view,º howº these funeral games, whichº have been poring over us through ^|shhomer's kerryer pidgeons^sh|, massacreedoed as ^|shthe holiname rally^sh| round,º took place.

— Which? Sure I told you that afoul. ^|shI was drunk all lost life.^sh|

— Well, tell it to me befair, the whole ^|shplan of campaign,^sh| in that bamboozelem mincethrill voice of yours. Let's have it, christie! ^|shThe Dublin own,º the thrice familiar.^sh|

— Ah, sure,º I eyewitless foggus. 'Tisº all roundº me bebattersbid hat.
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— Ah, go on now, Mastaº Bones, a gig for a gag, with your impendimentsº and your perroqtriques! Blank memory of hatless darky in blued suit. You were ever the gentle poet, ^|shdove from Haywarden^sh|. Pitcher cup, patcher cap, pratey man!º Be nice about it, Bones Minor! Look chairful! Come, delicacy! Go to the end, thou slackardº! Once upon a grass and a hopping high grass it was.

— Faith,º then, Meesta Cheeryman, firstº he come up, a gag as a gig, Badgeler'sº rake to the town's major ^|shfrom the wesz,^sh|º MacSmashall Swingyº of the Cattelaxes, got up regardless, with a cock on the Kildare side of his Tattersall,º in his riddlesneek'sº ragamufflers and the horrid contrivance as seen above,º whisklyng ^|shinto a bone^sh| tolerably delicatelyº ^|shthe Wearing of the Blue^sh| andº dragging his feet in the usual courseº and was ever so terribly naas, really, taking off his ^|shplushkwadded bugsby^{sh| |sh}in his perusual flea and loisy manner^sh|, ^|shsaying good mrowkas to weevilybolly^sh| andº telling him clean his nagles, ^|shMiles^sh|,º and foxº himself up, Cogan,º and so on and so fortº and to take the coocoomb to his grizzliesº and who done that foxy freak on his bear's hairs like fire bursting out of the Ump pyre andº half hang me, sirr, if he wasn't wanting his calicub body back before he'd to take his life or so save his life. Then, begor, counting as many as eleven to thirtytwo secondsº with his pocket browning,º like I said, wann swanns wann,º ^|shthis is my awethorrorty^sh|,º he kept forecursing ^|shHasculph^sh|, foulº Fanden, and ravinº for theº coacoackeyº of John Dunn's fieldº fore it warº for sent and the way Montague was robbed and wolfling to know all what went off and who burned the hay,º perchance ^|shthou'lltº^sh| say,º before he'd ^|shkill all the Kanes^sh|,º and the price of ^|shPatsch Purcell's faketotem^sh|, which the man,º ^|shhis plantagonist^sh| up from the bog of the depths,º who wasº raging with the thirst ^|shof the sacred sponge^sh| and who,º ^|shas a mashter of pasht,^sh| so far as him was concerned,º was only standing there nonplush to the corner of Turbot Street,º perplexing about a paumpshop and pupparing to spit, wanting to know whelp the henconvention's compuss memphis he wanted with him,º knewº nothing about.

— A sarsencruxer, moor and burgess medley like the ^|shNap O'Farrellº Patter Tandy^{sh| |sh}offensive-defensive^sh|º? In other words,º was that how in the annusual curse of things, ^|shas complement to compliment,^sh| thoughº ^|shafter a manner of men which I must and will say seems extraordinary^sh|, their celicolar subtler angelic warfare or photoplay finisterrº started?

— Truly. That I may never!

— Did one scum inº the auradrama, the deff, ^|shafter some clever play in the mud^sh|, thenº mention sleeplyº to the other undesirable, a dumm, during diverse ^|shintertidalº instants^sh| uponº the resume after the angerus, thatº for his deal he was a pigheaded Swede and to wend himself to a medicinsº?
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— To be sore he did, the huggornut! Only it was turniphudded dunce, ^|shI beg your pardon^sh|, and he would jokes bowlderblow ^|shthe beltholder^sh|º with his ^|shblack masket^sh| off the bawling Greenº.

— Sublime was the warning!

— The aurthorº, in fact, was mordredº.

— ^|shDid he, ^|shthe first spikesman^sh|, do anything to him, the last spokesman, when, ^|shafter heaving some more smutt and chaff between them^sh|, they rolled togutter into the ditch together?^{sh| |sh}Black Pig's Dyke?^sh|

— ^|shNo, he had his teeth in the back of his head.^sh|

— Did Box then try to shine his puss?

— No,º but Cox did to shin the punman.

— Theº worsted crying that ^|shif never he looked on Lord Leverhulme'sº again and the bester huing that he might ever save sunlife^sh|?º

— Truly.º Asbestos he ever. And sowasso I never.

— That forte Carlysleº touch breaking the Campden'sº pianoback.

— Pansh!

— Are you of my meaning that would be going on to about half noon ^|shclickº o'clock^sh|, pip emma,º Grinwicker time,º by your querqcut quadrant?

— You will be asking me and I wish to Higginsº you wouldn't. Would it?

— Let it be twelve thirty after a somerswatch of the tardest?º

— And it was eleven thirsty too befour in aº sowandsuch,º reloy on it!º

— ^|shTick up on time.^sh| How dayº you doom? ^|shThat rising day sinks rosing in a night of nine weeks'º wonder.^sh|º

— Amities, mercyº buckup! ^|shThe uneventhº day of the unleventh month of the unevented year.^sh| At mart in mass.

— A triduum before Our Larry's own day. By which of your chronos, myº man of four watches? Larboardº, starboard, dog,º or deathº?

— Dunsink, rugby, ballast,º and ball. You can imagine!º

— ^|shLanguage this allsfare for the loathe of Mausesº ambiviolent about it.^sh| Will you swear all the same you saw their shadows a hundred foot later, struggling diabolically over this, that and the other, their virtues pro and his principality con,º near Theº Ruins, Drogheda Streetº, and kicking up the devil's own dust for the Milesian wind?

— I will. I did. They were. I swear. Like the heavenly militia. So wreek me Ghyllygully!º With my tongue through my toecap onº the headlong stone of kismet if so 'tis the will of Whose B. Dunn.

— ^|shWeepingº Lorcans!^sh| They must have put in some wonderful work, ecad, on the quiet like, duringº this ^|sharms' parley^sh|, ^|shmeatieritesº forces vegateariansº^sh|. Dostº thou not think so?

— Ay.º
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— The ^|shillegal-lookingº^sh| range or ^|shfender, alias ^|shturfing iron^sh|, ^|sha product of Hostages and Co, Engineers,^sh| changed feet several times as briars revalvered during the weaponswap? Piff?

— Puff! Excuse yourself. It was an ersatz lottheringcan.^sh|

—º They ^|shdid not know the war was over^sh| and were only berebelling or bereppelling one another by chance or necessityº with sham bottles, mere and woiney,º like their caractacurs in an Irish Ruman,º as betwinst Picturshirts and Scutticules,º to sorrowbrateº the expeltsion of the Danos? What sayest thou, scusascmerul?

— That's all. For he was heavily upright man.º Limba romena in Bucclis tucsada. Farcing gutterish.

— I mean the Morgans and the Dorans^|sh, inº finnish^sh|.º

— I know you don't. Inº Feeney's.

— The mujic of the footure on the barbarihams of the bashed? Co Canniley?

— Da Donnuley.

— In voina viritas, neat wahr?º

— O bella! O pia! O pura! Amem.º

— ^|shYet this war has meed peace?º Ab chaos lex?º

— Handwalledº amokst us.^{sh| |sh}Thanksbeer^sh| to Balbus!

— All the same you sound it 'twouldº clang howlishº like Hull hopen for Christmiansº?

— But 'twillº cling hellish like engels opened to neuropeans, if you've sensedº whole the sum. So be vigil!

— And this pattern pootsch punnermine ^|shof concoon and proprey^sh|º went on, hogº and minne,º a whole whake, your night after larry's night, spittinspite on Dora O'Huggins, ormonde caught butler, the artillery of the O'Heffernsº answering the cavalry of the MacClouds, fortey and more fortey, a thousand and one times,º according to your cock and a biddy story?º Lludi llongi, forº years and years perhaps?

— That's ri. This is his largos life, this is me timtomtum,º and this is her two peekweeny ones. From the last finger on the second foot of the fourth man to the first one on the last one of the first. That's right.

— Finny. Vary vary finny!

— It may look funny but fere it is.

— Stadyon there!º This is not guid enough, Mrº Brasslattin. Finging and tonging and winging and ponging! And all your rally and ramp and rant! Didgetº think I was asleep at the wheel? D'yu mean to tall grand jurors of Thathensº of Tharcticº on yurº oath, me lad,º and ask us to believe you, forº all you're enduring long terms,º with yur last foot foremouthst, that yur moon was shining on the tors and on the cresties and winblowing night after night,º for years and years perhaps,º after yuº swearing to it a while back before yurº Corth examiner, Markwalther, that there was reen in planty all the teem?

— Perhaps so, as you grand duly affirm^|sh, Robman Calvinic^sh|. I never thought over it, faith. I most certainly think so about it. I hope. ^|shUnless it is actionable.^sh| It would be a charity for me to think about something ^|shwhich I must on no caste accounts omit, if you ask to me^sh|. It was told me as an ^|shinspired statement^sh| by a friend of myself, Tarpey, ^|shin reply to salute^sh| afterº three o'clock mass, withº forty ducks indulgent, that some rain was promised to Mrs Lyons, the invalid,º of Aunt Tarty Villa, with lots gulp and sousers,º and ^|shlikewise^sh| he told me, ^|shthe recusant^sh|,º ^|shafter telling mass^sh|, with ^|shtwo hundred genuflexions^sh|, at the split hour of blight when bars are keeping so sly, as what'sº follows. Heº is doing a walk, says she, in the feelmick's park, says he, like a tarrable Turk, says she, letting loose on his nursery and, begalla, he meet himself with Mr Michael Clery of a Tuesday who said Father MacGregor was desperate to the bad place about thassbawls and ^|shejaculating about^sh| all the stairrods and the ^|shcatspew swashing his earwanker^sh| and thinconvenience being locked up for months,º owing to being putrenised by stragglers abusing the apparatus,º and for Tarpey to pull himself into his soup and fish and to push on his borrowsaloaner and to go to the tumple ^|shlike greased lining^sh| and see Father MacGregor and, be Cad, sir, he was to pipe up and saluate that clergyman and to tell his holiness ^|shthe whole goat's throat^sh| about the three shillingsº in the confusional and to say how Mrs Lyons, the cuptosser,º was the infidel who ^|shprophessised^sh| to postº three shielings ^|shPeter's pelf^sh| off her tocher from Paraguaisº to Mr Martin Clery for Father Mathew to put up a midnight mask on Saints Withinsº of a Thrushday and albs by the yardº for African man and to let Brown child do and to leave he Anlone and forº all the nuisances committed by soldats and nonbehavers and missbelovers andº for N. D. de l'Ecluseº to send more heehaw hell's flutes, my prodder again! And I never brought my ^|shcads in togs^sh| blanket! Foueh!

— ^|shAngly as arrows, but you have right, my celtslingerº!^sh| Nils, Mugn and Cannut. Should brothers be for awe,º then?

— ^|shSo let use off be octo while oil bike the bil and wheel whang till wabblin befoul you^sh| but mere and mire trullopes will knaver mate agameº on the bibby bobby burns of.

— Quatsch! What hill areº yu fluking about, ye lamelookond fyats?º I'll discipline ye! Will yuº swear or affirm the day to yur second sight noo and recant that all yu affirmed and sworeº to andº profetised at first sight for his southerly accent was all paddyflaherty? Will ye, ay or nay?
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— Ay sayº aye.º I affirmly swear to it that it roolly and coollyº ^|shboolyhooly^sh| was with my holyhagionous lips continuously poised upon the rubricated Annualsº of Saint Ulstar!º

— That's very guid of ye, R.C!º Maybe yu wouldn't mind talling us, my labbroseº lad, how very much bright cabbage or papermintº comfirts d'yu draw for all yur swearin?º The spanglers, kiddy?

— ^|shRootha prootha.^sh| There you have me! Vurry nothing,º O potators, I call it,º for I might as well tell Yousº Essexelcy, andº ^|shI am not swallowing my air,^sh|º the Golden Bridge's truth. It amounts to nada inº pounds or pence. Not a glass of Lucan nor as much as the costpriceº of a highlandman's trousertree or the three crowns round your draphole (isn'tº it ^|shdram^sh| disgusting?)º for the whole dumb plodding thing!

— Come on now,º johnnyº! We weren't born yesterday. Pro tanto quid retribuamus? I ask you to say on your ^|shscotty pictail^sh| you were promised fines times with some staggerjuice ^|shor deadhorse^sh|º on strip or in largesº at the Raven and Sugarloaf, either Jones's lame or Jamesy's gait, anyhow?

— Bushmillah! ^|shDo you think for a moment?^sh| Yes, by the way.º How very necessarily true! ^|shGive me fair play.^sh| When?

— ^|shAt the Dove and Raven tavern, no, ah?^sh| To wit your wizzend?

— Water, water, darty water! Up Jubilee sod! Beet peat wheat treat!

— ^|shWhat harm wants but demands it!^sh| How would yuº like to hear yur right name now, ^|shGhazi Power,^sh| my tristy minstrel, if yur not freckened of frank comment?

— Not afrightened of Frank Annybody's gaspower or ^|shillconditioned ulcers^sh| neither.

— ^|shYour uncles?º

— Your gullet!^sh|

— Will you repeat that to me outside, ^|shleinconnmuns^sh|?

— After you've ^|shshouted a few^sh|? ^|shI will when it suits me^sh|, ^|shhulstler^sh|.

— Guid! We make fight!º Three to one! Raddy?

— But no, from exemple, ^|shEmania^sh|º! ^|shRaffaroo!º^{sh| |sh}What do you have?^sh| What mean you, ^|shaugust one^sh|? ^|shFairplay for Finnians!^sh|º ^|shI will have my humours.^sh| Sure,º you would not ^|shdo the cowardly thing^sh| and moll me roon?º Tell Queen's Roadº I am seilling. Farewell, but whenever! Buy!

— Ef I chuse to put a bulletº like yu through the grill for heckling,º what business is that of yours, yu bullock?

— I don't know, sir. Don't ask me, your honour!

— Gently, gently,º Northern Ire! Gloveº that red hand! Let me once more. There are sordidly tales within tales, you clearly understand that? Now my other point. Did you know, whetherº by melanodactylism or purely libationally,º
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that one of these two Crimeans with the fender, the taller man, was accused of a certain offence or of a choice of two serious charges,º as ^|shskirts were divided on the subject^sh|, if you like itº better that way? You did, you rogue,º you?º

— You hear things. Besides (andº serially now)º bushes have eyes, don't forget. Hah!

— Which moral turpitude would you select of the two,º for choice,º if you had your way? Playing bull before shebears or the hindlegs off a clotheshorse? Did any orangepeelers or greengoaters appear periodically up your sylvan family tree?

— Buggered if I know!º It all depends on how much family silver you want for a nass-and-pair. Hah!

— What do you mean, sir, behind your hah?º You don't hah to do thah, you know, snapograph.

— Nothing, sir. Only a bone moving into place. Blotogaff. Hahah!

— Whahat?

— ^|shAre you to have all the pleasure quizzing on me?^sh| I didn't say it aloud, sir. It wasº something inside of me talking to myself.

— You're a nice third-degreeº witness, faith! But this is ^|shno laughing matter^sh|. Do you think we are tonedeafs in our noses to boot? Can you not distinguish the sense, prain, from the sound, bray? You have homosexual cathexisº of empathy between narcissism of the exvertº and steatopygic invertedness. Get yourself psychoanalysedº!

— O, begor, I want no expert nurse'sº symaphy from yours broons quadroons and I can psoako-onalooseº myself any time I want (^|shthe fog follow you all!^sh|) without your interferences or any other pigeonstealer.

— 'Sample! 'Sample!º

— Have you evewº weflected, wepowtew, that the evil,º what though it was willed,º might nevewtheless lead somehow on to good towawd the genewality?

— Aº pwopwo of haster meets waster and talking of plebiscites by a show of hands, whether declaratory or effective, in all seriousness, has it become to dawn in you yet that the deponent, the man from Saint Yves,º may have been (one is reluctant to use the passive voiced), mayº be been as much sinned against as sinning,º for if we look at it verbally perhaps there is no true noun in active nature where every bally being (please read this mufto)º is becoming in its owntown eyeballs?º Now,º the long form and the strong form and reform alltogether!

— Hotchkiss Culthur's Everready, ownº brother to Neverreachedº, well over countless hands,º sieur of many winners and losers, groomed by S. Samson and Sonº, bred by Dilalahsº, will stand at Bay (Dublin) from nún till dánº and vites inversion and at Miss or Mrsº MacMannigan's Yard.
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— Perhapsº you can explain, sagobean? The Mod needs a rebus.

— Proº general continuation and in particular explication to your singular interrogation our asseveralation. Ladiesgentº, ^|shpalsº will smile^sh| but me and Friskyº Shorty, my inmate friend,º as is uncommon struck on poplar poetry,º and a few fleabesides round at West Pauper Bosquetº was ^|shhaving a wee chatty with our hosty in his comfy estably^sh|,º ^|shglad to be back again with the chaps^sh| and just arguing friendlylike at the Doddercanº Easehouseº overº the old partyº and his moral turps, meaningº flu, pock, pox and mizzles, grip, gripe,º gleet and sprue, caries, rabies, mumpsº and dumps. What me and Frisky in our concensus and the whole double gigscrew ^|shof subscribersº^sh|,º not toº say the burman,º having successfully concluded our tour of bibel,º wants to know is thisahere. Supposing, ^|shforº an ethical fict,º^sh| him, which the findings showed, to have taken his epsceneº licence before the Norsect'sº divisional respectively as regards them male Middlesexº privates and or concomitantly with all common or neuter respects to them publicº Exsessº females, whereas allbeit ^|shreally sweet fillies^sh|, as was very properly ^|shheld^sh| by the metropolitan in connection with this regrettable nuisance,º touchingº arbitrary conduct,º being in strict contravention of schedule in board of forests and works bylaws regulationing sparkers' and succers' amusements section of our beloved naturpark in pursuance of which police agence me and Shortyº have approached a reverend gentlemanº of the name of Mr Coppinger with reference to a piece of fire fittings as was most obliging, ^|sh'pon my sam,^sh| in this matter of his explanations, affirmative,º negative and limitative, given to me and Shorty,º touching what the good book says of toooldaisymen,º concerning the merits of early bisectualism,º besides him citing from approved ^|shlectionary^sh| exampleº given by a valued friend of the name of Mr J. P. Cockshott, ^|shreticent of^sh| England, as owns a pretty maisonette, Quis ut Deus, fronting on to the Soussexº Bluffs as was telling us categoric how Mr Cockshott, as he had his assignation with, present holderº by deedpoll and indenture of the swearing belt, he tells him hypothetic,º the reverend Mr Coppinger,º as howº he reckonsº himself disjunctively with ^|shhis windwardº eye^sh| up to a dozen miles of a cunifarm school of herringº passingº themselves supernatantlyº by the Bloater Naze from twelve and them mayriding himº by the silent hour. Butting, charging, bracing, backing, springing, shrinking, swaying, darting, shooting, bucking and sprinkling their dossies sodouscheock with the twinx of their taylz. And,º reverend, he says, summat problematical, by yon socialist sun,º gut me,º but them erringsº was asº gladful as Wissixy kippers could wellº be considering, flipping their little coppingers, pot em, the fresh little flirties, the dirty little gillybrighteners, pickle their spratties, the little smolty gallockers, and, reverend, says he, more assertitoff, zwelf me Zeus,
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says he, lettin olfac be the extench of the supperfishies, lamme the curves of their scaligerance and pesk the everurge flossity of their pectoralium, them little salty populators, says he, most apodictic,º as sure as my briam eggs is on cockshot under noose, all them little upanddowndippiesº they was all of a libidous pickpuckpertyº and raid on a wriggolo finskyº doodah in testimonials to their early bisectualism. Such, he says, is how ^|shthe reverend Coppinger visualisesº the^{sh| |sh}hidebound^sh| homelies of ^|shcreed crux ethics^sh|. Watsch yourself tillicately every morkning in your bracksullied twilette. The use of cold water, testificates Dr Rutty, may be warmly recommended for the sugjugation of cungunitals loosed. ^|shTolloll, schools!º^sh|

— Tallhell and Barbados wi'º ye and yerº Errian coprulation! Pelagiarist!º Remonstrant Montgomeryite! Short lives to your relatives! Y'areº obsexed,º so y'are, with macroglosiaº and mickroocyphyllicks!º

— Lalia Lelia Lilia Lulia and lively lovely Lola Montez.º

— Waitº now, Leixlip!º I scent eggoarchicism. ^|shI will take you to task.^sh| I don't follow you that far in ^|shyour otherwise accurate account^sh|. Was it esox lucius nowº or salmo ferax?º You are taxing us into the driven future,º are you not, withº this ruttymaid fishery?º

— Gubbernathor!º That they say is a fenian on the secret. Named Parasol Irelly. Spawning ^|shova and fry^sh| like a marrye monach all ^|shamanygoround^sh| his seven parish churches! And peopling the ribald baronies with dans, oges and conals!

— Lift it now, Hosty! Hump's your mark! For a runnymede landing! ^|shA dondhering vesh vish^sh|, Magnam Carpam, es hit neat zoo?

— There's an old psalmsobbing lax salmoner fogeyboren Herrin Plundehowseº

Whoº went floundering with his boatloads of spermin spunk aboutº

Leapingº freck after every long tom and wet lizzyº between Howth and Humbermouth.º

Ourº Human Conger Eel!

— Hep! I can see him in the fishnoo! Up wi' yerº whippy!º Hold that lad! Play him, Markandeyaº! Bullhead!

— Pullº you, sir! Olive quill does it. Longeelº of Malin, he'llº cry before he's flayed. And his tear make newisland. Did a rise? Way, lungfush! The great fin may cumule! Three threeth o'er the wild! Manu ware!

— He missed her mouth and stood into Dee, ^|shRomunculus Remus,º plying the rape^sh|, ^|shso as now any bompriss's bound to get upº her if he pool her legº and bunk on her butt^sh|?º

— No,º he skid like a skate and berthed on her byrnieº and never a fear but they'll land him yet, Slitheryscalesº on liffeybank, times and times and a half aº time with a pillow of sand to polster him.
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— Doº you say they will?

— Iº bet you they will.º

— Amongº the shivering sedges so? Weedywaving.º

— Orº tulipbeds of Rush below.º

— ^|shWhere you take your mugs to wash after dark?

— To my lead, Toomey lout, Tommy lad.

— Besideº the bubblye waters of, babblyebubblye waters of?

— Right.^sh|

— Grenadiers. And tell me now. Were these anglers or angelers coexistent and compresent with or without their tertium quid?º

— Three in one, one and three,º

Shemº and Shaun and the shame that sunders em,º

Wisdom'sº son, folly's brother.

— God bless your ginger, wigglewaggle!º That's threeº slots and no burners. You'reº forgetting the jinnyjos for the fayboys. What, Walker Johnnyº Referent? Play us your patmost! And unpackyoulloups!

— ^|shNaif Cruachan!^sh| Woe on woe, says Wardenº Daly. ^|shWoman will water the wild world over.^sh|

—º And the maid of the folley will go where glory. Trothed today, trenned tomorrow.º Sure I thought it was larking in the trefoll of the furry glans with two strippingº baremaids, Stilla Underwood and Moth MacGarry, he was, hand to dagger, that time.º Andº their motherº a rawknees pudsfrowseº, I was given to understand, with superflowvius heirs,º begum. Thereº was that one that was always mad gone on him, her first king of cloves and the most broadcussed man in Corrack-on-Sharon, County Rosecarmon. Sure she was near drowned in pondest coldstreamsº of admiration for herself,º as bad ^|shas my Tarpeyan cousin, Vesta Tully,^sh| making faces at her bachspilled lakestº likeness in the brook andº ^|shcooling herself in the element^sh| after, sheº pleasing it, she praising it,º with salices and weidowywehlsº, all tossedº as she was, the playactrix, Lough Shieling's love!

— O, add shielsome bridelittle! All of her own! Nircississies are as the doaters of inversion.º Secilas through their laughing classesº becombingº poolermates in laker life.

— It seems to same with Iscappellas.º Ys? Gotellus! A tickey for tie taughts!

— Listenest, meme mearest! They were harrowd, those finweeds! Come, rest in this bosom! Am so sorryº you lost him, poor lamb! Of course I know you are a viry vikid girl ^|shto go in the^sh| dreemplace and at that time of the draym. Andº it was a very wrong thing to do,º even under ^|shthe dark blushº of night^sh|, dare all grandpassia!º He's gone on his bombashaw. Through geesing and so pleasing at Strip Teasy up the stairs. ^|shThe boys on the corner were
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talking too.^sh| And your soreful miseries first come on you. Still,º ^|shto forgive it'sº divine^sh|,º my lickle wiffey, and everyboyº knows you do look lovely ^|shin your invinsibles^sh|, Eulogia, a perfect apposition with the coldcream, Assolutaº from Boileau's,º I always use in the wards after I am burned a rich egg and derive the greatest benefit, sign of the cause! Myº, you do! Simply adorable! ^|shCould I but pass my hands some, my hands through, thine hair!^{sh| |sh}So vickyvicky veritiny!^{sh| |sh}O Fronces, say howdyedo, Dotty!^sh|º Chic hands. The way they curve there!º Winning in a way, onlyº my arms are whiter, dear, underº newº charmeen cuffs. I am more divine like that when I've two of everything up to ^|shboyproof knicks^sh|.º Blanchemain, idler. Fairhair, frail one. Listen, meme sweety! O be joyfold! ^|shMirror do justice, taper of ivory, heart of the conavent, hoops of gold!^sh|º My veil will save it undyeing from his ethernal fire! It's meemly us two, memeº idoll. Of course it was downright verry vickedº of him, reelly,º meeting me disguised, Bortolo mio, in his storm collar,º with my dovebirdsº, my colombinas. Evenº Nettaº and Linda,º our seeyu tities, said their sinsitives shrinked, andº they've sin sumtim, tankus! My rillies were liebeneaus, my aftscents embre.º Peerfectly appealling, D.V.º How me adoresº eatsother simply (Mon Ishebeau! Ma Reinebelle!) asº I leaned yestreen from his muskished blesblessº labs. Evenº my little pom got excited whenº I turned his head on his same manly bust and kissed him more. Onlyº he might speak to a person, lord,º so picious, taking up my worths ill wrong! May I introduce?º This is my futuousº loveliast. Lips and looks lovely.º Still,º me with you, you poor chilled,º willº make it up in the moontimeº with Mother Concepcionº and a glorious lie between us, sweetness, so as not a novene in all the loretos, not ^|shmy littlest one of all^sh|, for mercy's sake, needº ever know what's past our lipsº. Yes,º sir, we'll will!º Clotheº a wind!º Fee O Fie!º Covey us niced! Banshº the dread! Alitten's looking.º Low him lovly!º Make me feel good!º It will all take bloss as orangedº by my historiennesº at Saintº Audien'sº rosan chocolate chapelry with my diamants blickfeast after at minne owned hos for all ^|shthe cat clubº^sh| to go cryzy and Father Blesius Mindelsinn will give us hisº beminding haaandº. Kyrielle elation! Crystal elation! Kyrielle elation! Elation immanse! Sing to us! Sing to us! Singº to us! Amam!º So,º meme mearestº, languished hister, be free to me!º (I'm ^|shfading^sh|!) And,º listen, youyouº beauty, esster, I'll be clue to who knows you, pray Magda, Marthe with Luz and Joan, while I lie with warm lisp on the Tolka. (I'm fay!)

— Eusapia! Fais-le-tout-taitº! Languishing hysteria? The clou historique?º How is this at all?º Is dads the thing in such or are tits the that? ^|shHear we here her first poseproem of suora unto suora^sh|? ^|shTwinstreams twinestrains,^sh| Aliciousº through alluring glass or alas in jumboland?º Ding dong! Where's your pal in silks alustre? Think of a maiden.º Presentacion. Double her.º
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Annupciacion. Take your first thoughts away from her.º Immacolacion.º Knock and it shall appall unto you!º Who shone yet shimmers will be e'er scheining. Cluse her, voil her,º hild her hindly. After liryc and themodius soft aglo iris of the vals. This young barlady,º whatº euphemiasly is she doing?º Is she having an ambidual act herselfº in apparition with herself as Consuelas to Sonias may?

— Dang! And ^|shtether, aº loguy O!^sh|

— ^|shDis and dat and dese and dose!^sh| Yerº crackling out of yerº turn, my Moonster firefly, like always.º ^|sh2º R.N.^sh| and Longhorns Connachº, stay off my air! You've grabbed the capital and you've ^|shhad the lion's shire since 1542^sh| but there's ^|shall the difference in Ireland between^sh| your borderation, my chatty cove, and me. The leinstrel boy to the wall is gone and there's moreen astoreen for Monn and Conn. With the tyke's named moke. Doggymens' nimmer win! You last led the first when we last but we'll first trump your last with a lasting. ^|shJump the railchairs or take them, justº as you please,^sh|º but answer myº queskins first, foxyjack!º Ye've as much skullabogue cheek on you now as would boil a cauldron ofº kalebrose. Did the market missioners,º Hayden Wombwell,º when given the raspberry, fine more than sandsteen per cent of chalk in the purity, promptitude and perfection flour of this raw materialist andº less than a seventh pro mile in his meal? We bright young chaps of the brandnew ^|shbraintrust^sh|º are briefed here and ^|shwith maternal sanction^{sh| |sh}compellably empanelled at quarter sessions under the six disqualifications for the ^|shuniformication of young persons^sh| (Nodding Neutrals) removal act^sh| by Committalman Number Underfifteen to know had the peeress of generals,º who have been getting nosemoneyº cheap and stirring up the public opinion about private balls with their legs, Misses Mirtha and Merry,º the two dreeper's assistents, had they their service books in order and duly signed J. H. North and Company when discharged from their last situations? Will ye gup and tell the board in the anterim how, inº the name of the three tailors on Tooley Street,º did O'Bejorumsen or Mockmacmahonitch, ex of Butt and Hocksett's, violating the bushel standard, come into awful position of the barrel of bellywash? And why,º is it any harm to ask,º was this hackney man in the coombe, a papersalor with a whiteluke to him, Fauxfitzhuorson,º collected from Manofisle, carrying his ark, ^|shofº eggshaped fuselage^sh| andº ^|shmade in Fredborg^sh| into the bullgine,º across his back when he might have been settinº on his jonass inside of her made upº like a Glassthure cabman? Where were the doughboys,º or Marchester Marchers,º three by nombres, won in ziel, cavehill exers or hearts of steel,º Hansen, Morfydd and O'Dyar, V.D.,º with their glenagearries,º directing their steps according to the ^|shR.U.C.'sº^sh| liaison officer,º with their trench ulcers open and their hands in their pocketsº contrary
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to military rules,º when confronted with his lifesize obstruction? When did he live off rooking the pooro and how did heº start pfuffpfaffing at his Paterson and Hellicott's? Is it a factual fact, ^|shproved up to sealsteethshiltº^sh|, that this fancydress nordic in shaved lamb breeches, child's kilts, bibby buntingsº and wellingtonsº, with club, torc and headdress, preholder of the Bar Ptolomei, is co-ownerº of a hengster's circus near North Great Denmark Street (^|shincidentally, it's the most unjoyable show going the province and I'm taking the youngsters there Saturday first when it's halfprice naturals night to see the fallen sicknersº aping the buckleybackers and the blind to two worlds taking off the deffydowndummies^sh|) and that the shamshemshowman hasº been complaining to the police barracks and applying for an order of certiorariº andº crying out something ^|shvile^sh| about him being molested, afterº him having triplets,º by offers of vacancies from females in this cityº neighing after the man and his outstanding attraction ever since they seen his X-rayº picture turned out in wealthy red in the sabbath sheets? Was it him that suborned that surdumutual sonº of his, a litterydistributer in Saint Patrick's Lavatory, to turn a Roman and leave the chayr and gout in his bare balbriggans, the sweep, and buy the usual jar of porter at the Morgue and Cruses and set it down before the wife with her fireman's halmet on her, bidding her mine the hoose, the strumpet, while him and his lagenloves were rampaging the roads inº all their paroply under the noses of the Heliopolitan constabulary?º ^|shCan you beat it^sh|? Prepare the way!º Where's that gendarm auxiliar,º arianautic sappertillery, that reported on the whole hoodlum,º relying on his morse-erse wordybook and the truncheonº up his tail? Roof Seckesign van der Deckel!º Recall Sickerson, the lizzyboy,º and get her story from himº! Seckersen, magnon of Errick!º Sackerson! ^|shHookup!^sh|º