Textual development Manuscript to Errata I.8

Compiled by Danis Rose and John O'Hanlon

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tell me all about
Anna Livia! I want to hear

all about Anna Livia. Well, you know Anna Livia? Yes, of course, we all know Anna Livia. Tell me all. Tell me now. You'll die when you hear. Well, you know, when the old |11chap cheb11| went |3|+|5'phut futt5'|+|3| and did what you know. Yes, I know, go on. Wash away and |13don't be quitº13| dabbling. |2Tuck up your sleeves and loosen your talktapes.2| |13And don't butt me — hike! — when you bend.13| Or whatever it was they |13try threed13| to make out he |13tried to do thried to two13| in the |6Phoenix Fiendish6| Parkº. He's an awful old |13rep reppe13|. Look at the shirt of him! Look at the dirt of it! |2He has all my water black on me. And it steeping and stuping since this time last |14week wikº14|.2| |3|x|aHow many |11'times goes11'| is it I wonder I washed it? I know by heart the places he |bsoils likes to |11'soil. saale|a., duddurty devil!a|11'|b| Scorching my hand and starving my famine to make his private linen public.a| Wallop it well with your battle and clean it. My wrists are |13rusty |21rwusty wrusty21|13| rubbing the |4mouldy mouldaw4| stains. And the |4loads dneepers4| of wet and the |atons |4sewers gangres4|a| of sin in it!x|3| What was it he did |7at all a tail7| |3|+at all on Animal |9Sunday Sendai9|+|3|? |3|+And |awhy how longa| was he under |s14lough lochs14| and neagh?º+|3| It was put in the |13papers newses13| what he did|4, |8nicies and priers, the King fierceas Humphrey, with8| illysus distilling|9, exploits9| and all4|. But |11'time toms11'| will |13tell till13|. I know |11'it he11'| |13will well13|. |2|11'Time Temp11'| |9and tide will wash untamed will hist9| for no man.2| |14As you spring so shall you neap.14| O, the awful |11'old roughty11'| old |13rep rappe13|! |13|aMixing Minxinga| marrage and making loof.
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Reeve Gootch was right and Reeve |aDroched Drughada| was |14wrong. sinistrous.º14|13| |3|+And the cut of him! And the strut of him! How he used to hold his head as high as a howeth|6, the famous |11old eld11| duke alien,6| with a hump of grandeur on him like a walking |17wiesel17| rat!º+|3| |8|aAnd his derry's own drawl and his corksown blather and his doubling stutter and his gullaway swank.a| Ask Lictor Hackett or Lector Reade orº Garda Growley or the Boy with the Billyclub.8| |9What age How |11eld elster11|9| is he |9at all a called9| at all?º |11'Qu'appelle?11'| |8Huges Caput Earlyfouler.º8| Or where was he born or how was he found |8and? |9Urgothland, Tvistown on the Kattekat? New Hunshire, Concordº on the Merrimake?9| |s17Who blocksmitt her
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saft anvil
or yelled lep to her pail?s17| Was her banns |aever nevera| loosened in Adam and Eve's |s14and ors14|8| were him and her |s14ever but captains14| spliced?º |14With m For mine etherduckº I thee drake. And by my wildgaze I thee gander.14| |8Flowey and Mount on the brink of time |9with makes9| wishes and fears for a happy isthmass.8| |17|aShe can show all her lines, with love, licenceº to play.a| And if they don't remarry that hook and eye may|err.!º22|17| |8O, |11'pass me passmore11'| that and oxus another!º |aDon Doma| Dombdomb and his wee follyo!8| |14Was his help inshored in the Stork and Pelican against bungelars, flu and third risk parties?14| |3|+I heard he (5'got some dug good5') |4money tin4| with (5'her his doll|17, delvan first and duvlin after,17|5') |awhen he |bcarted |9brought raped9|b| her home|6, |9Sabine Sabrine9| asthore,6| in a perokeet'sº cage, |8by dredgerous lands and devious delts, playing catched and mythed with the gleam of her shadda |17(if a flic had been there to pop up and pepper him!)17|,º8| |9past auld min's manse and Maisons Allfou and the rest of incurables and the last of immurables,9| the quaggy |11way waag11| for stumblinga|. |aDevil a Who |btold soldb| you that jackalantern's tale? |14Pemmican's pasty pie!14| |17Not a grasshoop to ring her, not an |aantsweight antsgraina| of ore.17| In a gabbard he |9landed barqued it9||b, the boat of life, |8from the harbourless Ivernikan Okean,8| |9till he sp spied the loom of his landfall9| and he loosed two croakers from under his tilt, the |11old gran11| Phenician rover. By the smell of her kelp they made the pigeonhouseb|.a|+|3| |4Like fun they |7did but did! But7| where was |ahimself Himselfa||9, the timoneer9|? |5The That5| |6merchantman marchantman6| he |14follied suivied14| their scutties right over the wash, his cameleer's burnous breezing upo up on him, till with his runagate bowmpriss he |9rode roade9| and |5broke |aunreaded borsta|5| her bar. |5'Paleiliou! |aPwllhillyou! |9Pwllhyllyou! Pilcomayo!9|a|5'| |9Och, I'm kilt! Sutchcau Suchcaughtawan!9| |8And the whale's away with the grayling!8| Tune
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your pipes and fall ahumming, you born
|5'idiot, ijit ijypt,5'| and you're nothing short of |ait onea|! |8Well, |aptelleme soom ptellomyº soona| and curb your |s14froth escumos14|.8| When they saw him shoot |5by swift5| up her sheba sheath, like any gay lord salomon, they |athe hera| bulls they were |9roaring ruhring9|, surfed with spree. |11'Nooknoorum nyroo! Nooknoorum nyroo! Boyarka buah! Boyana bueh!11'| He erned |aher his lille |bBunbad Bunbathb|,a| |awell harda|, our staly |11'bred bredeº11'|, the trader. He did. Look at here. In this wet of his prow.4| |4Don't Didn'tº4| you know |4he's he was4| |11|21kalled kaldt21|11| a bairn of the |11'sea brine11'|, |7Waterhouse |9Waterbourne Wasserbourne9|7| the waterbaby? |9O, I know Havemmarea9|, so he was|err.!ºerr| H.C.E.º has |2blue in his a |5'cockly |11'briny |13codfish |acodfisk codfiscka|13|11'|5'|2| ee. |11Sure, Shur,º11| she's nearly as |11'bad badher11'| as him herself. Who? Anna Livia? Ay, Anna Livia!º Do you know she was calling |4|17backwater bakvandets17|4| |11'girls sals11'| from all around|19, nyumba noo, chamba choo,19| to go in till him|3|+, her erring |14man cheef14|,+|3| and tickle |5him the pontiff5| |2|9easy aisy-oisy9|2|? She was? |5Go to God |9Go to Gota9| pot5|! |9|17Well, that's the limmat! Yssel that the limmat|err!?º22|17| As El Negro |13said when he looked winced when he wonced13| in La Plate.9| O, tell me all I want to hear|14, how loft she was lift a laddery dextro!º A coneywink after the bunting fell14|. Letting on she didn't care|+3., |19sina feza, me absantee, him man in passession,19| the proxenete! Proxenete and |5'what is that phwhat is phthat5'|? |s17Emme for your reussischer'sº |sajarkon, mam. Honddu jarkon!sa|s17| |8Tell us in franca langua.8| |14And call a spate a spate.14| |5Were you never Did they never |9otter sharee9| you ebro5| at |5'school skol|9, you |aantiabbecedarian antiabecedariana|9|5'|? It's just the same as if I was to go |9for example |s17for pars17| examplum9| now |s17in conservancy's causes17| |8out of telekinesis8| and proxenete you. For |5God' |9Cox' Coxytº9|5| sake and is
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that what she is?+|3| |8|aI little |11'Little Botlettle11'| Ia| thought she'd |afall acta| that |11low loa11|.8| Didn't you spot her in her |11'windeye windaug11'||2, |5standing wubbling5| up on |5a rickety |6a reedy an osiery6|5| chair,2| |8with a |9music meusic9| before her all cunniform letters,8| pretending to (3play |5'ripple ribble5'|3) a |4tune or two |arime or two |5'wave or two reedy derg5'|a|4| on a fiddle she |5'has |11'bows bogans11'|5'| without a |9bottom band on9|? Sure she can't |5fiddlededee fiddan a dee5|, |5top |9with9| bow5| or |9bottom abandon9|! |5Of course Srueº5|, she can't! |5'All a blind |11'Just a Tista11'| suck5'|. Well, I never |18now18| heard the |13dunread13| like of that! Tell me |14more moher14|. Tell me |6all |13most moatst13|6|.

Well,º old |2Humper Humber2| was as |9glum as a glommen as9| grampus, |9with the tares at his thor and the |apest buboesa| for ages and neither bowman nor shot abroadº |aand bales |14ablaze |aallbrand allbranta|14| on |ba score of hills the crests of rockiesb| and |11devil a nera11| lamp in kitchen or church and giant's holes in Grafton's causeway |17and deathcap mushrooms round Funglus'º grave |saand the t great tribune's barrow all darnels ocummuleºsa|17|a|,9| (16setting sittang16) |11moping sambre11| on his |17benk sett17|, |9drammen and (16drummin drommen16), |17usking queasy quizzers of his ruful continence,º17| his childlinen scarf to encourage his obsequies,º9| |4where he'd check |athe theira|
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in that mormon's thames and,4| |14|a|bbe questing and handselº, hop, step and a deepend,b| with his berths in their toiling moil,a| his swallower open from swolf to fore and the snipes of the gutter |apicking peckinga| his crocs,14| hungerstriking all |2by himself, aloneº2| and holding |2doomsday doomsdag2| over |11himself (16hunseself hunselv16)11|, dreeing his weird with his dander upº and his (3hair fringe3) combed over his eygs and |11keeking droming11| on loft at till the |4face sight4| of the sternes |8|aafterº |bswarthy zwarthyb| kowse and weedy broeks and the tits of buddy and the loits of pest anda| to peer was Parish worth |9the thette9| mess8|. |3|+You'd think all was |11dead dodo11| belonging to him|9, How howº he |11satt durmed adranse11| in durance vaal9|. He had been belching for |5over a year severn years5|.+|3| And there she was, Anna Livia, sheº |5'couldn't snatch a wink darent catch a winkle5'| of sleep, purling around like a chit of a child, |19Wendawanda,º a fingerthick,19| in a |4short summer Lapsummer4| skirt and |6painted damazon6| cheeks |8forº to |9wish |11wiss ishim11| |a|13a13|a|9| |abonjour bonzoura| to her dear dubberº Dan|9, withº neuphraties and |asalt saulta| from his maggias9|8|. And an odd time she'd cook him up blooms of fisk |3and |ato anda| lay |4at his feet till to his heartsfoot4| her3| meddery eygs|19, yayis,19| |2and |4staynish4| |3beacons on |4toask toasc and4|3| |5'a cupenhave |8so weeshwaashyº8| of greenland'sº tay |9or |11a dzoupgan of11| mokau |11to order kaffueº |14auº sable14|11| or Sinkiangº |11'sukry11'|9| |8or his ale of ferns in trueartpewterº8| andº5'| |4a4| |11'shinking bread shinkobread11'|2| |19(hamjambo, bana?)19| for to plaise |2the that2| man hog stay his |2stomach stomicker2| |11'|~and to ile the gules of her old villaine~|11'| |4till her |6knees were worn pyrraknees shrunk6| to nutmeg gratersº4| |17while her togglejoints shuck with goyt17|, andº as rash as she'd |3run |11'rush russ11'|3| with |5them her peakload of vivers5| up on her |11'tray sieve11'| |8(|17his towering metauwero17| rage |9see how it it swales and9| |13rises! rieses!º13|)8| |5'the old chap 'd cast my |11bold hardey11| Hek he'd kast5'| them |11from frome11| him with a |5'scowl stour5'| of scornº |2as much as to say |11'you this and you that you sow and you sozh11'|,2| and if he didn't peg the |4tea |9plateau platteau9|4| |9in her face on her |11'taw tawe11'|9|, believe |8you8| me, she was safe enough. And then she'd |9try esk9| to |2whistle a tune |4fistle a tune vistule a hymn4|2|, The Heart Bowed Down or The Rakes of Mallowº |9or Chelli Michele's La Calumnia è un Vermicelli or a balfy bit orº Oldº Jo Robidson9|. |8|11Such Sucho11| fuffing |11and a11| fifeing |9'twould cut you in two9|! She'd bate the hen that crowed on the |atower of Babel turrace of Babbela|.8| What harm if she knew how to |5'cock cockle5'| her mouth!º And not a mag out of |4him Hum4| no more than |3the wall out of the
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mangle weight3|. Is that a |4fact faith4|? That's |14'a the14'| fact. |8Then |13doing riding13| the |agrand ricka |band |11'queen of queens roya romanche11'|, |cAnnona, gebroren |11aroostokrat11| Nivia,c| |13dochtherº of Sense and Art,13| |9with Sparks' pirryphlickathims funkling her |13fan, fan13|9| |13her annerº13| |11'frostified |s14frostivied frostivyings14|11'| tresses |11lit dasht11| with |11'fireflies virevlies11'|b|a| |9º
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while the prom beauties |ashrieked |bshreeked sreekedb|a| |s14in niths14| their bearers' skins! —º9| in a period gown of changeable jade that would |11'clothe robe11'| the wood of two cardinals' chairs and crush poor Cullen and smother MacCabe.8| |s14O blazerskate! Theirs porpor patches!s14| And |4cheeping brahming4| to him down the feedchute, with |s17all her |18femtyfyr femtyfyx18|s17| kinds of fondling endings, the poother |2falling from rambling off2| her nose: |6Vuggybarney, Wickerymandy! Hello, ducky, please don't die! Vuggybarney, Wickerymandy! Hello, ducky, please don't die!6| |3missing3| Do you know what she started |4singing cheeping4| |17then after17|, |13the voice of her with a |14choicey14| voicey13| like |6a water gluck |14a watergluck waterglucks14|6| |17or Madame Delba to Romeoreszk17|? You'll never guess. Tell me. Tell me. Phoebe, dearest, tell, O tell meº and I loved you better nor you knew. And letting on |13she was hoon var13| daft about the |2camelold oldº warbly2| sangs from over |3holmen: holmen,3| High hellskirt saw ladies hensmoker lilyhung |3pigger. pigger,º |11'and soay and |13sohan soan13| |13and so firth and so forth13| in a tone sonora,º11'| and |6himself Oom Bothar6| below |17like Bheri-Bheriº17| |6in his sandy cloak|11', so umvolosy,11'|6| as deaf as a yawn|14., the stult!14|3| Go away! |8Poor deef old deeryº!8| |9You're only jeering! Yare only teesingº!9| Anna Liv? As |5'God Chalkº5'| is my judge! And didn't she |2up |13and rise in sorgueº13| and2| go and trot |11down doon11| and stand in |8the door her douro8||3, puffing her old dudheen,º3| and every |11'country wench shirvant siligirilº11'| or |11'wensum11'| farmerette walking the |5'pilend5'| roads|8, Sowyº, Fundally, Daery or Maery, Milucre, Awny or Graw,8| usedn't she make her |11a simp or11| a signº to slip inside by the |2sallyport |4sallypost sullyport4|2|? You don't say|err,ºerr| the |4sallyport sillypost4|? |5'I did. I do. |6I did and I do. |s17I did. And I do. Bedouix but I do!s17|6|5'| Calling them |2all inº2| one by one |9(|aBlockbottom here! To Blockbeddum! here!a| Here the Shoebenacaddie!)9| and legging a jig or |6two so6| |9on the sihl9| to show them how to shake their benders and the dainty how to bring to mind the gladdest garments out of sight and all the way of a maid with a man and making a sort of a cackling noise like two and a penny or half a crown and holding up a |11'silver silliver11'| shiner. Lordy, lordy, did she so? Well, of all the ones ever I heard! Throwing all the |9girls |11nice neiss11| little whores9| |2in |9of in9|2| the world at him! To |11'any inny11'| |8captured8| |9lass you like wench you wish9| of no matter what sex of |11'playful pleissful11'| ways |9two and a tanner two |11add a adda11| tammar9| a |9girl a go lizzy |11alass a lossie11|9| to hug and |11have hab11| |8fun |aheaven havena|8| in Humpy's |4lap apron4|!

And what |5'about the was the wyeryeº5'| |11'rhyme rima11'| she made?º |13O that! Odet! Odet!13| Tell me |9that the trent of it9| |2while I'm lathering |10'hell hail10'| out of Denis Florence MacCarthy's combies2|.º |13Rise it, flut ye, pian piena!13| I'm dying down off my |4iodine4| feet until I |13hear lerryn13| Anna Livia's |5'rhyme cushingloo|17,
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that was writ by one and rede by two and trouved by a poule in the parco17|5'|! I can see that.º I see you are. How does it |9go tummel9|? Listen now. Are you listening? Yes, yes! Indeedº I am! |9Listen now. Tarn your |11ear ore11| |ahere ousea||err.!22|9| |9Listen in: Essonne inne|err.!º22|9|

By earth and |8heaven the cloudy8| but I badly want a brandnew |5'backside, bankside,º5'| (5'bedad bedamp5') and I do,º and a plumper at that!
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For the putty affair I have is wore out,º so it is, sitting,º |5'yawning yaping5'| and waiting for my old Dane |14the hodder14| dodderer,º my life in death companion, my frugal key of our larder, my much alteredº camel's hump, my jointspoiler, my maymoon's honey, my fool to the last Decemberer, to wake himself out of his winter's doze and |9shout bore9| me down like he used to.

Is there |9irwell9| a lord of the manor or a knight of the shire |13at all, at strike,º13| I wonder, that'd (+6tip dip+)6| me a |17pound dace17| or two in cash for washing and darning his worshipful socks for him now we're run out of |17horsemeat horsebrose17| and milk?

Only for my |4featherbed short Brittas bed4| |8is Iº (16made is made's16)8| as snug as it smells it's out I'd lep and off with me to the |2mouth slobs2| |14of the della14| Tolka or the |4Bull of |5'strand of |14shores of plage au14|5'|4| Clontarf to |3feel |11hear feale11|3| the gay |9air aire9| of my |3sweet salt3| |4Dublin troublin4| bay and the race of the |4seawind up my hole saywint up me |6ambushore ambushure6|4|.º

|11'O go on! Onon! Onon!º11'| |11Tell Telº11| me more. |9Tell Andelleº9| me every tiny |11bit teign11|. I want to know every single |11thing ingul11|. |11Down to what made the potters fly into jagsthole. And why were the vesles vet.11| |19That homa fever's winning me wome. If a mahun of the horse but hard me! We'd be bundukiboi meet askarigal.19| Well, now comes the |3childer's |5'hatchery hazelhatchery5'|3| part. |9After Clondalkin the Kings's Inns. We'll soon be there with the freshet.9| How many |3childer aleveens3| had she |5'at all |7in all in tollº7|5'|? I can't rightly |13tell rede13| you that. |5'God Close5'| only knows. Some say she had |8a hundred and eleven three figures to fill and confined herself to a hundred eleven|13, wan by wan by wanº|19, making meanacuminamoyas19|13|8|. |13Olaph lamm et, all that pack!? We won't have room in the kirkeyaard.13| She can't remember half |3the names of the cradlenames3| she |3put smacked3| on them |3by the grace of |ablank her boxing bishop'sa| infallible slipper|13, the cane for Kund and abbles for Eyolfº and |aaythera| nayther for Yakov Yea13|3|. A hundred and how? They did well to |4christen |9rechristen |arechristian rechristiena|9|4| her |s14Plurabelle Pluhurabelles14|. O |5'laws loreley5'|! What a |5'flock |11loddon11| |7lots |14loads lodes14|7|5'|! |14'|aHeigho!ºa| But it's quite on the cards she'll shed
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more and merrier, twills and trills
º, sparefours and spoilfivesº, |anordsihkes nordsihks andºa| sudsevers and ayes and neins to |athe aa| litter. Grandfarthing napº and |aMessha Misery Messamiserya| and the knave of all |aFlesh knavesa| and the jokerº. Heehaw!14'| She must have been a gadaboutº in her day, so she must, more than most. |5'So Shoal5'| she was, (+9you bet! gidgad!º+)9| |3She had a flewmen of her owen.3| |13Then a toss nare scared that lass, so aimai aim aimai moe, that's agapoº!13| Tell me, tell me, how |4did she come |5'did she cam |11could she cam cam she camlin11|5'|4| through all her fellows, |8the neckar she was,8| the |8daredevil |9darrdevil diveline9|8|? |17Casting her perils before our swains|a, fromº Fonte-in-Monte to Tidingtown and from Tidingtown tilhavet.a|17| |4Linking one and knocking the next|9, |11tapping tapting11| a flank |aanda| |11tipping tipting11| a |arise juttya|9| and |6falling in and falling out palling in and |11petering pietaring11| out6| |aand clyding by on her |bowen dale eastwayb|a|.4| |9Who Waiwhou9| was the first |11that ever thurever11| burst? Someone |8it he8| was, |11whoever whuebra11| |8you are they were|9, in a tactic attack or in single combat9|8|. Tinker, |11'tailor, soldier tilar, souldrer11'|, |9sailor salor9|, |11'Paul Pry or polishman Pieman Peace or Polistamanº11'|. That's the thing |17I always want to know I'm elwys on |aitch edgea| to esk17|.º |8|aPush up, push upper! Push |17up varº17| and push |17upper vardar17| andº come to |17uphill17| headquatersº! |bWas it |9waterloos waterlows9| year, after Grattan or Flood, or when maids were in Arc or when there three stood hosting? |11Faith Fidaris11| will find
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where the Doubt arises like |11Nemo Niemenº11| from Nirgends found the Nihil. Worry you sighin foh, Albern, O Anser!? Untie the gemman's fistiknots, Qvic and Nuancee?!ºb|a|8| |v+2Well, she Shev+|2| can't put her hand on him for the moment. |2|11It's a long long way Tez thelon langlo11|, walking backwards, weary!º |v+O so Such av+| |11long loon11| |17way backwards |s+waybashwards werrabackwoodsºs+|17| to |v+go. |5go row5|!v+|2| She |17says sid17| herself she hardly |v+2knew knowsv+|2| |9who |awaiwhou in whuona| the annals9| |2he her graveller2| was|9, a dynast of Leinster, a wolf of the sea,9| or what he did |2|v+or how |11'young blyth11'| she |5was played5|v+|2| or |14when and where and how often how, when, why,º where and who offon14| he |5'crossed |9jumped (16jumnpad jumpnad16)9|5'| her |17and how it was gave her away17|. She was just a young thin pale soft shy slim slip of a thing then|2, sauntering |13by |asilvamoonlike silvamoonlakea|13|,º2| and he was a heavy |2trudging2| lurching lieabroad of a Curraghman, making his hay for |13the whose13| sun to shine on, as |2stout tough2| as the |v+2oaks oaktreesv+|2| |5'(peats be with them!)5'| used to |v+2grow rustlev+|2| that time down |2by the dykes2| |v+2in ofv+|2| killing Kildare,º |14that for14| |4first fell forstfellfoss4| |2with a plash2| across her. |3She thought she'dº |11'sink sankh11'| |11under neathe11| the ground with |9a nymphant9| shame |6when he gave her the tigris eye6|!3| |9O happy fault! Me wish it was he!9| You're wrong there, |4all |5'rotten |6corriby corribly6|5'|4| wrong! |9'Tisn'tº only tonight you're anacheronistic!9| It was ages |4long before that behind that when nullahs were nowhere,4| in county
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|5'Wicklow, the Wickenlow,5'| garden of Erin, before she ever dreamt she'd |3|9leave lave9| Kilbride and go |4roaring |9fuming foaming9|4| under Horsepass bridge|9, withº the great southerwestern windstorming her traces and the midland'sº grainwaster asarch for her track,9| to3| |5'end her days wend her ways byandby5'||4, |13rebecca robecca13| or worse,4| |9to spin and to grind, to swab and to thrash,9| |13for all her golden lifey13| in the barleyfields and |6pennylands pennylotts6| of |2Humphreystown Humphrey's fordofhurdlestownº2| and lie with a landleaper, |4well on the wane |5'byandby on the wane wellingtonorseher5'|4|. |9|s14'Alas Alesse,ºs14'| funread the |14lakes lagosº14| of girly days! For the dove of the dunas!9| |v+2Was it, was it? |5'Was it? Was it? Wasut? Izod?5'|v+|2| |5'Are you sure Arne Are you |9|asarthin sarthe anºa|9| suirº5'|? |8Not where the Finn fits into the Mourne, not where the Nore takes lieve of Bloemº, not where the |11'Bray Braye11'| divarts the Farer, not where the Moy |11'changes changez11'| her |9mind minds9| |11'between twixt11'| Cullin and Conn and |11'tweenº11'| |11Conn and Cullin Cunn and Collin11|?8| |18Or |shwhere Neptune sculled and Tritonville rowed and leandros three bumped heroines twosh|?18| |8|9No, no, no and no! |aNeya, Naga, No and Naux! (+Neya, Narev, No and Naux! |11Neya, narev, naux and no! |17Neya, narev, nen and nos! Neya, narev, nen, nonni, nos!17|11|+)a|9|8| |5Where in Wicklow? |8Whereabouts Then |awhere whereaboutsa|8| in Ow and Ovoca?5| |4Was it |anorth or south |11north by south ystwithº wyst11|a| or Lucan |aJohn |5Yoken Yokan5|a| or where the hand of man has never set foot?4| |9Tell Dell9| meº where, the |13very fairy13| |11first ferse11| time! I will if you listen. You know the |4hazel |9dingley |11dingling dinkel11|9|4| |9dell dale9| of Luggelaw? Well, there once dwelt a local |5hermit heremite5|, Michael |3Orkney |14Arklow |aArkloe Arklowa|14|3||v+2, they say,v+|2| was his |7riverend7| name |5(with many a |11unread11| sigh I aspersed his lavabibs!)5|,º and one |5'day |avenusderg venersderga|5'| in |5'burning June junojuly,º5'| |11so osoº11| sweet and so |11'fresh cool11'| and so limber she looked, |8Nance the Nixie, Nanon L'Escaut,8| |7in the silence, of the sycomores, all listening,7| the |14kind of kindling14| curves you simply can't stop feeling, he plunged both of his |9blessed newly9| anointed hands |13up to toº the core of13| |11'his wrists |athe pulse his cushlasa|11'| inº |2the streams of her hair |v+the bright and saffron streams of her hair |11the singing saffron streams of her hair her singimari saffron strumansº of hair11|v+|2|, |2parting them and soothing her and mingling it, |arubbing her up and smoothing her down,a|2| that was |2richred |7deepred deepdarkº7|2| and ample like |13the this13| |6brown red6| bog at sundown. |13By that Vale Vowclose's lucydlac, the reignbeau's heavenarches |14aronged oranged arronged orranged14| her. Afrothdizzying gab galbs, her enamelled eyes indergoading him on to the vierge violetian.
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Wish a wish! Why a why? Mavro! Letty Lerck's lafing light throw those laurals now on her daphdaph teasesong petrock.13| |9Maass!9| |19But the majik wavus has elfun anon meshes. And Simba the Slayer of his Oga is slewd.19| |7And he couldn't |9And he He9| cuddle not7| help himself, |5'thirst was too hot for him |11'thurst was too thurso that11'| hot on him5'|, he had to forget the monk in the man |v+2and, soºv+|, rubbing her up and smoothing her down, he2| |11'cooled baised11'| his |11lips lippes11| in smiling mood, |9kiss after kiss kiss akiss after |11kisokiss kisokushk11|9| |3(asº he warned her |17never to, never to, never niver to, niver to, nevar17|)3|, onº |7Anna Livia's Anna-na-Poghue'sº7|
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freckled forehead. |11While you'd |aunread parsea| secheressa she hielt her |13souf souffº13|.11| |13But she ruz two feet |ahigh hirea| in her aisne aestumation. |aAnd steppes on stilts ever since.a|13| |19That was kissuahealing with bantur for balm!19| O, wasn't he the boldº priest? And wasn't she the naughty Livvy? |4Naughtynaughty is |9Naughty Naama is Nautic Naama's now9|4| her |8name navn8|. Twoº lads in |14their scoutsch14| breeches went through her before that, Barefoot Byrneº and |5'Billy |9Willy |14Wary Wallowme14|9|5'| Wade, |4Lugnaquilla's Lugnaquillia's4| |14noble pair noblesse (16picts pickts16)14|, before she had a hint of a hair |4there at her fanny4| to hide |9or a bossom to tempt a birch canoedler,º not to mention a |14bulgy bulgic14| porterhorseº barge.9| |9and And9| ere that again|9, |a|14ledy, ledy, all unredy leada, laida, all unraidy14|,a| too faint to buoy the fairiest rider, too frail to flirt with a cygnet's plume,9| she was licked by a hound|9, Chirripa-Churrutaº,9| while |4doing poing4| her pee, |6sweet pure6| and simple, |4on |6down on6|4| the |v+2side |6slope spur6|v+|2| of |6a the6| hill in old Kippure,º in birdsong and shearingtime,º butº first of all, worst of all, |8the wiggly livvly,8| she sideslipped out by a gap in the Devil's Glenº |v+2when whilev+|2| |3|+Sally+|3| her nurse was sound asleep in a sloot and|14', feefee fiefie,º14'| fell |2over a spillway2| before she found her stride and lay and wriggled |2in all the |arain |bstagnantb| black |bpools of rain |v+rainpools pools of |11'rain rainy11'|v+|b|a|2| under a fallow |2cow |5'cow, laughing free |8cow coo8| andº she laughed innocefree5'| with her limbs aloftº and a whole drove of maiden hawthorns blushing and looking askance upon her2|.

|4Tell Drop4| me the sound of the |10'shorthorn's findhorn's10'| name.º |19Mtu or mtiº, sombogger was wisness.19| Andº |4tell drip4| me why |4in4| the |10'something flenders10'| was she |11'freckled frickled11'|. Andº |4tell |ariddle tricklea|4| me |5'too through5'| |5'how long was her hair was she |9marcelwaved marcellewaved9|5'| or was it |4only |5'mostly weirdly5'|4| a wig she wore. |8And whitside did they droop their glows in their florry, aback to wist or affront to sea?8| |9In fear to hear the dear so near or loathing longing loth and loathing longing?9| Are you in |5'this game the swim5'| or are you |5'not out5'|? O go |13on in13|, go on, go |13on an13|! I mean about what you know. I know |3|+right+|3| well what you mean. |13Rother!13| |11You'd like the coifs and guimpes, snouty, and me to do the greasy |ajob juba| on old Veronica's |13wiper wipers13|.11| |2What am I |11'rinsing rancing11'| now and I'll thank you? Is it a pinny or is it a surplice? |v+|5'Arrah Arran5'|, where's your nose? |aAnd where's the starch?a| That's not the |11vesdre11| |asacristy benedictiona| smell. I can tell from here by |4the their4| eau de |4Cologne |8Niels Colo8|4| and the scent of her |9moisture oder9| they're Mrs Magrath's. |3|xAnd you ought to have |11aired aird11| them. They've |9just moist9| come off her. Creases |5'of in5'| silk they are, not |5'crimps of crampton5'| lawn. |11'Baptiste me, father, for she has sinned!11'|
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|8Through her catchment ring she freed them easy, with her hips' hurrahs for her knees' dontelleriesº.8| The only |11'pair (+14paar parr+)14|11'| |awith frillsa| in |4all the land old the plain4|.x|3| So they are|13., I declare!13| |11'Well, Welland11'| well! |13If
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tomorrow keeps fine who'll come tripping to sightsee? |aHoo? How'll?ºa| |aAxeº me next what I haven't got!a| The Belvedarean exhibitioners. |14In their |21sculling crunreader cruisery21| caps and |acanoeclub oarscluba| colours.14| What hoo, they band! And what hoa, they buck!13| |3|xAnd there'sº her |4maiden nubilee4| letters too. Elle |5'Ell and a Ellis on5'| quay in scarlet thread. |8Linked for the world on a |21flushcoloured flushcaloured21| field.8| |a|9And an ex Annan exe9| after to show they're not Laura |4Kelly's |21Kehoe's Keown's21|4|.a| |5'O, may Ormondº5'| the |9devil diabolo9| |8twist twisk8| |aher youra| |9safety seifety9| pin!x|3| |8You child of Mammon, Kinsella's Lilith!8| Now,º who has been tearing the leg of her |17drawers drawars17| on her? Which leg is it? The one with the bells on it.v+| Rinse |v+it themv+| out and |5'run aston5'| along with you!º2| Where did I stop? |v+2Don't Neverv+|2| stop|err.!ºerr| |5'Continuation Continuarration5'|!º You're not there yet. |17I amstel wait waiting.17| |v+2Go on. Go on. |5'Go on, go on! Garonne, garonne!5'|v+|2|

Well, after it was put in the |2Beggar's Journal |8Beggar's |14Beggars' |aMericy Cordiala| Mendicants'14|8| |9Monday |11'Sitterday Sitterdag-Zindeh-Munaday11'|9| |11Journal Wakeschrift11|2| |8(and for once they sullied their white kid glovesº|14', chewing cuds of theirº dinner of cheekinº and beggin,14'| with their show us it hereº and give |atheir mind out of thatº anda| their when you're quite finished |awith the reading |9material matarial9|a|)º8| |+3everywhere evenº the |8snow that fell on snee that snowdon8| his hoaring hair had a skunner against him. |9Thaw, thaw, sava, savuto!9| |14Score Her Chuff Exsquire!14| Everywhere+|3| |11ever erriff11| you went and every bung you |11ever arver11| dropped intoº |8in cit or |11in sub |14subur suburb14|11| or in |13added addled13| areas|9, the Rose and Bottle or Phoenix Tavern or Power's Inn or Jude's Hotel,º9|8| or wherever you scoured the countryside |5'from Nannywater to Vartryville5'| |9or from Porta Lateen to the lootin quarter9| you found his |5'picture |11pixture ikom11|5'| |9upside |atopside etsched tipsidea|9| down or the cornerboys |17burning cammocking17| hisº guy and |9Pat Morris9| the Man|9, with the role of a royss in his turgos the turrible |a(Evropeahahn cheic house, unskimmed sooit and yahoort, hamman now cheekmee, Ahdahm this way make, Fatima, half turn!),ºa|9| reelingº and |9rolling railing9| aroundº the local |s17as the peihos piped andº ubanjees twanged,s17| with oddfellow's triple tiara busby rotundarinking round his scalp. |8Like Pate-by-the-Neva or Pete-over-Meer. This is the Hausman all paven and stoned, that |akept cribbeda| the Cabin that never was owned,º that cocked his leg and hennad his Egg. |aAnd
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the |9mauldrin9| rabble around him in areopage,º |14making a great fracas fracassing a great14| |11'bingkangº11'| |14cagnan14| with their |9timpan9| crowdersº. Mind your Grimmfather! Think of your Ma!a|8| |13Hing the Hong is his jove's hangnomen! Lilt a bolero, bulling a law!13| |5'She swore |8(+on croststyx+)8| |s14nyne wyndaboutss14| she'dº be level with all |9the snags9| of them yet.5'| |9|aBy the blessed Par the Vulnerable Virgin'sºa| Mary del |13Dam Dame13| she would.!9| So she said to herself she'd |4make |5'fray frame5'|4| a plan to |4make fake4| a shine, the mischiefmaker, the like of it you |11never niever11| heard. Whatº plan? Tell me |9quickly. quick and |11don't be dongu11| so crould!9| What the |11mischief meurther11| did she |4do |11make mague11|4|? Well, she |5'borrowed bergened5'| a |17bag zakº17|, a |4shammy4| |17mailbag mailsack17|, |18with the lend of a loan of the light of his lampion,º18| off one of her |4sons swapsons4|, Shaun the Post, and then she went |8and consulted her |11'chapbooks chapboucqs11'|, old |9Mot9| Moore, Casey's Euclid and the Fashion Display,º8| and made herself |9up tidal to join in the mascarete9|. O |14gig14| |5'God goggleº5'| of
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|11gigglers gigguels11|,º I can't tell you how! It's too screaming |13funny to rizo13|, rabbit it all! |14Minneha, minnehi, minnehe,º minneho!14| O,º but you must, you must really! |14Make my hear unread it gurgle gurgle, like the farest gargle gargle,º in the dusky dirgle dargle|err.!º22|14| By the |14holy twitteringº14| well of Mulhuddart I swear I'd |8give |9pawn pledge9|8| my |11chance of chanza11| |8going getting8| to heaven |14through |21Terry Tirry21| and Killy's mount of impiety14| to hear it all, |14every aviary14| word|err.!ºerr| |3O, leave me my faculties, woman, a while!º |aIf you don't like my story get out of the |5'boat punt5'|. Well, |btell haveb| it your own wayº so.a|3| Here, sit down and do as you're bid. |14Take my stroke and bend to your bow. Forward in and pull your |aavoirdupoise overthepoisea|!14| |5'Go easy and keep quiet Lisp it slaney and crisp it quiet5'|. |11Tell Deel11| me |4slow longsome4|. |11Take Tongue11| your time now. Breathe |11thet11| deep. |11That's Thouat's11| the |5'way fairway5'|. Hurry |4up and slow slow and scheldt4| you go. |11Give Lynd11| us your |4holy blessed4| ashes here till I |2finish scrub2| the canon's underpants. |4Slow Flow4| now. |4Slower still. Ower more.4| |19And pooleypooley.19|

First she let her hair |17fall fal17| and down it |4flowed flussed4| to her feet |6its teviots winding coils6|. Then, mothernaked, she |9washed sampood9| herself with |9bogwater galawater9| and |11mudsoap fraguant |13pistania13| mud11||3, |11upper and lower wupper and lauar11|,3| from |3her3| crown to |3her3| sole. Next she |errgreased greesedºerr| the groove of her keel|9, warthes and wears and mole and itcher,9| with |3antifouling3| |13butterscotch butterscatch13| |6and |13turfentine |14turfentie turfentide14|13| and serpenthyme,º6| and with leafmould she |5'multiplied ushered out round5'| |2|4a thousand prunella4| isles and2| |17islets eslats17| dun|14, quincecunct,º14| alloverº her little mary. |14|aFine gold was her gleaming belly |bPeeled Peeldb| gold of waxwork her jellybellya| and her
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grains of incense anguille bronze.14| And after that she wove a garland for her hair. She pleated it. She plaited it. Of meadowgrass and riverflags, the bulrush and waterweed, and of |2the fallen2| |7leaves griefs7| of the weeping willow. Then she made her bracelets and her anklets and her armlets and |2an aº jetty2| amulet for necklace of |2clicking2| cobbles and |2pattering2| pebbles |2and rumblen rumbledown rubble2|, |5'rich gems richmond5'| and |11'rare rehr11'|, of |2Irish2| |13rhinestones rhunerhinestonesº13| and |2watermarbles shellmarble bangles2|. That done, |4a dawk of smut to her airy eyeº, |14Annushka Lutetiavitch Pufflovah,14| |9and the lellipos cream to her |alippelets lippeleensa| and the pick of the paintbox for her pommettes, from strawbirry reds to extrayº |aviolets violatesa|,9| and4| she |17sent sendred17| her |5'boudoir boudeloire5'| |8maid maids8| to |3Humphrey His Affluence|8, |aCherie Lagrande Ciliegia Grandea| and Kirschie |aRoyal Reala|, |11'the two chirrinesº,11'|8|3| with |3|5'respects respecks5'| from his missus, seepy and sewery, and3| a request |14she might leave might she passe of14| him for a |4moment minnikin4| |3and. |8A call to payº |aand light a tapera|, in |11Brie-on-Arrose Brie-on-Arrosa11|, back in a (+9sprinkling sprizzling+)9|.8| |9The cock striking mine, the stalls bridely sign, there's Zambosy waiting for |errme. Me!º22|9| She3| |9said orgedº9| she wouldn't be |4any half her4| length away. Then, then, |8|awhen as soon as the lumpa| his back was turned,º8| with her mealiebag |11'slung slang11'| over her |13shoulder shulder13|, Anna Livia, oysterface, |9out at last she |11out forth11| of her |11'basin bassein11'|9| came.

Describe her! |7Bustle Hustle7| along, why can't you? |3|5'Spit on the iron Spitz on the iern5'| while it's hot. I wouldn't miss her for |11the world irthing |13in the world on nerthe13|11|.3| |17Not for the lucre of lomba strait!º17| |5'I must, I absolute must |~I must, I absolute mussel |7I mussel, I absolute must |9I mussel, I absolute most Oceans of |13God Gaud13|, I |17mussel mosel17|9|7|~|5'| hear that! |13|14Ogowe presta!14| Leste, before Julia sees her!13| |9|aIshecrri or Ishekarry anda| |11washe toney washemeskad, the carishy caratimaney11|?9| |14unread Whole
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ladyfairº? Duodecimoroon? Bonaventuraº? Malagassy?14| What had she on,º the |11little liddel11| |13old oud13| oddity? How much did she |5'carry scallop,5'| |3harness and weights3|? Here she is|3, Amnisty Ann!º Call her calamityº electrifies man3|. |3What has she got? A loin of jubilee mountain mutton.3|

No |3mutton electress3| at all |5'but old Moppa Necessity, |14angin14| mother of |14injins injons14|5'|. I'll tell you |14now a test14|. But you must sit still. Will you hold your peace and listen well to what I am going to say now? It might have been ten or twenty to one |8of the night of Allclose or the nexth of April8| when the |5'door flip5'| of her |4ugly hoogly4| igloo |5'opened |11'fluttered flappered11'|5'| and out |14stepped a fairy toetippit a bushmamº14| woman, the dearest little |11mother moma11| ever you saw, nodding around her, all smiles, |9with ems of embarras and aues to awe,9| |3between two ages,3| a judy queenº |4the height of your knee not up to your
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4|. |2|14'And Quick,14'| look at her |13sharp cute13| and |13seize saise13| her |8quick (9quaint (10quirkint quirk10)9)8| for the |8longer she lives the shorter bicker she lives the slicker8| she grows.2| |4Go away! Save us and tagus!4| No more?º |3|11'Why Werra,º11'| where |9|aon ina| ourthe9| did you ever |6see pick6| a |4lambloin Lambay4| chop as big as a battering ram? |aAy, you're right. |8I was |9I am I'm epte to9|8| forgetting|8, |asays likeºa| Liviam |aLittle to Liddle dida| Lovel Loveme Long8|.a|3| The |11height linth11| of |4your knee my hough4||3., I say!3| She wore a ploughboy's nailstudded clogs, a pair of ploughfields in themselves: a sugarloaf hat with a |5'sunrise |9gaudyquivery gaudyquiviry9|5'| peak and a band of gorse |9for an arnoment9| |2and a hundred streamers dancing off it|13, all aflume,º13|2| and a |14golden guildered14| pin to pierce it: owlglassy bicycles boggled her eyes: and a |9fishnet veil fishnetzeveil9| |s17she had to keep the sun from spoiling her wrinkles for the sun not to spoil the wrinklings of her hydeaspectss17|: potatorings |9buckled boucled9| the loose |9ends of her ears |11lobs of her listeners laubes of her laudesnarersº11|9|: her nude cuba stockings were salmonspotspeckledº: she sported a |11galligo11| shimmy of |11hazegrey hazevaipar11| |9tinto9| |3that |9once was blued never was fast9| tillº it ran in the |awash washinga|3|: stout stays|3, the rivals,3| lined her length: her bloodorange |9knickers bockknickers, a two in one garment,9| showed natural nigger boggers, fancyfastenedº, free to undo: her blackstripe tan joseph was |8sequansewn and8| teddybearlined, with |2a wavy |4grassgreen rushgreen4| epaulettes2| |3and3| a |5'border leadown5'| here and there of |5'swansdown royal swansruff5'|: a brace of gaspers stuck in her hayrope garters: her civvy |9coat codroy coat with alpheubett buttons9| was boundaried round with a twobar tunnel belt: |9a fourpenny bit in |aher pocketsides each pocketsidea| weighed her safe from the blowaway |awind windrusha|:º9| she had a clothespeg tight astride (16of on16) her |8joki's8| nose and |2she keptº on grinding2| |9something a sommething9| quaint |2she held2| in her |8|9fiuming fiumy9|8| mouth:º and the |8tail |a|brreke rrrekeb| of thea| fluve of the tail of the gawan8| of her snuffdrab (+9shuiler's siouler's+)9| skirt trailed |4forty |6sixty |8fifty ffiffty8|6|4| |s17odds17| Irish miles behind her |9on the road |11long the road lungarhodes11|9|.

Hellsbells, I'm sorry I missed her! |5Sweet |11'umptyum gumptyum11'| and nobody fainted|err.!º22|5| |3But in |5'which whelk5'| of her mouths? Was her |5'nose naze5'| alight?3| Everyone that saw her said the |2dear |7douce |11dowse dowce11|7|2| little |4lady delia4| looked a bit queer. |5'Lotsy trotsy, mind the poddle!5'| |8Missus, be good and don't fol in the say!8| |11Funny poor frump Fenny poor hex11| she must have |4looked |5'turned charred5'|4|. |5'Dickens Kickhams5'| a |6funnier |11rummier frumpier11|6| ever you saw|err.!ºerr| |5Making |s17soft mushs17| mullet's eyes at her boys |17dobelong dobelon17|.º5| |4And they crowned her |13the their13| |11chariton11| queen |13of the may, allº the maids13|. Of the may?4| |5You don't say!5| |3|aIt was well Well for hera| she couldn't see herself.3|
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|4I |11'warrant that's recknitz11'| |13why wharfore13| |9she the darling9| |amuddied murrayeda| her mirror. She did? Mersey me!4| There was a |9gang koros9| of |2drouthdropping2| surfacemen,
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boomslanging and plugchewing, |8fruiteyeingº and flowerfeeding,8| |9in contemplation of the fluctuation and the undification of her filimentation,9| |3lying lolling3| and leasing on |13Lazy North Lazers'13| |11Wall Waal11| |13all eelfare week13| |4by the |5'Royal George |11'Jook of Jukar11'| Yoick's5'|4| and as soon as they |2saw her |4trip meander4| by |13that marritime way13| in |4profile her grasswinter's weeds4| and2| twigged who |4it was was in it was under her |a|18deaconess |sharchdeaconess'sºsh|18|a| bonnet4||2, |4Lucan's Avondale's4| fish and |4Dublin's Clarence's4| poison,2| |17says |sasid |s+sedges wheezesºs+|sa|17| |11one to another an to anaberº11||8, Wit-upon-Crutches to Master Bates8|: Between |2you and me |13me and you our two |asouthsides southsatesa|13|2| and the |2wall granite2| |13we're they're13| warming, |s14as round as a hoop,s14|º |s14eitherº her face |sais has beensa| lifted ors14| Alp has doped|err.!ºerr|

But what was the game in her mixed |11'bag baggyrhatty11'|? |19Just the tembo in her tumbo or pilipili from her pepperpot? Saas and taas and specis bizaas.19| |9And where in thunder did she plunder? Fore the battle or efter the ball?9| I want to get it |8while it's fresh |afriska| from the soorce8|. |3I |9bet aubette9| my |14beard bearb14| it's worth while poaching on|err.!º22|3| Shake it up, do, do! |8That's a good old son of a ditch!8| |11'Radile-me-rudall the restigouche.º11'| And I promise I'll make it |11'worth wentworthº11'| your while. And I don't mean maybe. |14Nor yet with a goodfor.14| |5'Tell me what and tell me |9Tell me more but tell me Spey me pruth and I'll tale you9|5'| true.

Well, |5'around |13arondgirond arundgirond13|5'| |8in a waveney |11line lyne11|8| |9aringarouma9| she pattered |2and swung and sidled|4, dribbling her boulder through |amud and |11narrows of narrowa11|a| mosses,4| |8the diliskydrear on our |adry driera| side and the vildevetchvineº agin us, |11curaro curara11| here, careero there,8| not knowing which |4way to turn medway |9or |aweser wheserºa|9| to strike it,º4|2| |11edereider,11| |9making chattahoochee all to |11herself her ain chichuiº11|,9| like Santa Claus |3at the |11call cree11| of the pale and puny,º3| |8|11bending nistling11| to hear for their tiny hearties,8| |9her arms encircling Isolabella, then running with reconciled |13Romus and Remes Romas and Reims13|, |aand thena| bathing Dirty Hans' nos spatters with spittle,º9| |17on like a |ablank lech to bea| off like a dart,º17| with a Christmas box apiece for |11each and every one aisch and iveryone11| of her |2children childer|9, the birthday gifts they dreamt they gaveº her|13, the spoiled she fleetly laid at our |adoors doora|13|9|2|.º |13On the matt, unread unread by the pourch and inunder the cellar too.13| |4The rivulets ran |13|aaflood afloda|13| to see|5, the glashaboys, the pollynooties5|.4| |9Out of the |13paunshaup paunschaup13| on to the pyre.9| Andº they all about her, |17youths and maidens juvenile leads and ingenuinas, from the slime of their slums and |s+artesans dwelling artesaned wellingss+|17|, |4rickets and riots,4| |8like the Smyly boys at their vicereine's levee,º8| chippingº herº and raising a bit of a |11jeer or cheer chir or a
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jary11||9,º |11long live, little Anne, Vivi vienne, little |13Anne, Annchen!º13|11| |13old Anna, high life, Vielo Anno, high life!º13| |11'Sing us a sula, O Susuria!º |14Ausone sidulcis!º14| Hasn't she tambre!,º11'|9| every |14time dive14| she'd |7dip neb7| in her |5culdee5| |11'sack sacco11'| |2of |11'rubbish she robbed wabbash she raabed11'|2| and |2out with reach out2| her maundy |13merchandise meerschaundize, poor souvenir as per |v14recorder ricorderv14| and all for sore aringarung13|, stinkers and heelers, laggards and |8primeboys primelads8|, |5all her natural her furzeborn5| sons and |5|7dribbledary dribblederry7|5| daughters, a thousand and one of them, and |5'something wickerpotluck5'| for each of them. |8For evil and ever. And |akick kiksa| the buch.8| A tinker's |5'tan bann5'| and a |4bucket barrow4| to boil his billy for Gipsy Lee:º a cartridge of cockaleekie soup for |11'Tommy the Soldier Chummy the Guardsman11'|:
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for |3Pender's sulky nephew acid drops sulky Pender's acid nephew deltoidº drops3|, curiously strong: a cough and a rattle and wildrose cheeks forº poor |13little Piccolina13| Petite |5'O'Hara MacFarlane5'|: a jigsaw puzzle of needles and pins and blankets and shins between them for Isabel|10', Jezebel10'| and Llewelyn |13Marriage Mmarriage13|: a brazen nose and pigiron mittens for Johnny Walker Beg:º (+5the a+)5| |13papal papar13| flag of the saints and stripes for Kevineen O'Dea: a puffpuff for Pudge Craig and a |2marching nightmarching2| hare for |11Toucher |21Techer Techertim21|11| |8Doyle |11'Thumb Tombigbyº11'|8|: waterleg and gumboots each for Bully Hayes and Hurricane Hartigan:º a prodigal heart and fatted calves for Buck Jones, the pride of Clonliffe: |2a loaf of bread and a father's early |9kick aim9| for |21Tim Val21| from Skibereen: |xa jauntingcar for Larry Doolin, the Ballyclee jackeen:x| a |+trial seasick+| trip on a government ship for |6Peat Teague6| O'Flanagan: |v+a louse and trap for Jerry Coyle:v+| |x|4mudmincepies slushmincepies4| for Andy Mackenzie:x| |xa |v+haircut hairclipv+| and clackdish for Penceless Peter:x| |x|9a spellingbee book for Rosy Brooke that twelve sounds look for G. V. Brooke9|:ºx|2| |3a drowned doll |14toº face downwards14| for |14modest14| Sister Anne |5'Mortimer5'|:3| |9altar falls for |aBlanche's Blanchisse'sa| bed: Wildairs' |abreeches |11'breechies |14breekies |21breeketties breechettes21|14|11'|a| for Magpeg |14Woffington Woppington14|: |aforº Sue Dot a big eye,º forº Sam Dash a false step:a|9| |4|14a snake snakes14| in clover|13, picked and scotched,13| |aand a vaticanned vipercatcher'sº visaa| for Patsy Presbys:4| |9a |13rise reiz13| |ain the morn every morninga| for Standfast Dick and a drop every minute for Stumblestone Davy:9| |2oakwood scruboak2| beads for |v+2Holy |4holy beatified4|v+|2| Biddy: |3|4an applewood stool |5'an appletreed stool two appletweed stools5'|4| for Eva |aThornton |5'Thornstone Mobbely5'|a|: for (+9Sara Saara+)9| Philpot a jordan |a|4valley vale4|a| |11tearjar tearorne11|:3| |2|+a pretty box of Pettyfib's Powderº for Eileen |11Alannah |aArruna Arunaa|11| to whiten her teeth |4and |5outsmile outflash5| |6Ellen Helen6| Arhone4|: a whipping topº for Eddyº Lawless:+|2| for Kitty Coleraine of |8Buttermilk Butterman's8| Lane a penny wise for her foolish pitcher: a putty shovel for |8Larry |aPatty Terrya|8| the Puckaun: a potamusº |+3head mask+|3| for Promoter Dunne: (3a |9dynamite egg niester egg with a twicedated shell and a dynamight right9| for |9Paul Pavl9| the Curate:3)
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|9a collera morbous for Mann in the |aCloak Cloacka|: a starr and girton for Draper and Deane: for Will-of-the-Wispº and Barny-the-Barkº two mangolds noble to sweeden their bitters: for Oliver Bound a way in |13the his13| frey: for Seumas, thought little, a crown he feels big:9| a |5'tibertine'sº5'| pile with a |4Congoswood4| cross on the back for |v+2Lucky Joe Sunny |9Jim Twimjim9|v+|2|: |8a |9glory praises9| be and spare me days for Brian the |abrave Bravoa|:8| |9|11plenty penteplenty11| of pity with |11lashings lubilashings11| of lust for |11Lona Olona11| Lena Magdalena:9| |4for Camilla, Dromilla, Ludmilla, Mamilla, a bucket, a packet, a book and a pillow:4| for Nancy Shannon a |9Tuam Tuami9| brooch: for Dora |9Riparia9| Hopeandwater a cooling doucheº and a warmingpan: a |v+2couple of pairs pairv+|2| of Blarney |9breeks |abraggies |s17braggs |atweedbags braggsa|s17|a|9| for Wally Meagher: a |2hairpin2| slatepencilº for Elsie Oram to scratch her toby, doing her |2best with her2| |+3vulgar volgar+|3| fractions: |3|xan old age pension for Betty |9the Beauty |aBella Bellezzaa|9|: a bag of the blues for Funny Fitz: |9a Missa pro Messa for Taff de Taff:9| Jill, the spoon of a girl, for Jack, the broth of a boy: a |5'Robinson Rogerson5'| |13Crusoe Crusoe's13| Friday fast for |4Patrick Angelus Rubinstein Caducus Angelus Rubiconstein4|: se three hundred and sixtysix poplin |5'ties tyne5'| for |5'every revery5'| |4day warp4| in the |4annual weaver's4| |5year woof5| for Victor |8Hugonot Hugoknotº8|: a |7stiff |8steaded8|7| rake and |+plenty of good |8varians8|+|
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muck for Kate the Cleaner: a hole in the ballad for Hosty: two dozen of cradles for Archdea J. F. X. P.º Coppinger: |9|13tenpomten tenpounten13| on the pop for the daulphins born with five spoiled squibs for Infanta:9| a letter to last a lifetime for (+9Maggy Maggi+)9| beyond by the ashpit: the |4heaviest deaf and dumb heftiest frozenmeat4| woman from |+here to Howth Lusk to Livienbad+| for Felim the Ferry: |+|aspawater and spes spas and speranzaa| |9and symposum'sº syrup9| for |9Gouty decayed and blind and gouty9| Gough:+| |4a change of |anames navesa| and |aa choice joysa| of ills for Armoricus Tristram |a|bGrillroom Amoorb|a| Saint |aLarynx Lawrencea|:4| |8a guillotine shirt for Reuben Redbreast |errund andºerr| hempen suspendeats for Brennan on the Moor:8| |9an oakanknee for Conditor Sawyer and musquodoboits for |14Great14| Tropical Scott:9| |5a C3 peduncle for Karmalite Kane:5| a |asunlessa| map of the |4world month,º4| including the |4moon sword4| and |+stars |4stamp stamps|err,º22|4|+| for |4Shaun Shemus O'Shaun4| the Post:x|3| |4a jackal and with hide for Browne but Nolan:4| |3|+|aa stonecold shoulder for Donn Joe Vance:a| |5'a lock and a all lock and no5'| stable for |aCarmen |bHonour Bright Honorbrightb|a| |s17Meretrix |saMerreytricks Merreytrickxsa|s17|:+|3| a big drum for Billy Dunboyne:º |8a |agolden |bgoldy guiltygoldenyºb|a| bellows, below me blow me,º for Ida Ida and a Hushabyº rocker, Elletrouvetout|err,ºerr| for Who-is-silvier —º |ashe is who Where-is-he?a|:º8| |3|xwhatever you like to |5take swilly5| to |13drink sw swash13||4,
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Yuinness or Yennessy, |11Lagen Laagen11| or Niger,4| for Festus King and Roaring Peter and Frisky Shorty and Treacle Tom and |4Maurice O. B.4| |aBehana| and Sully the Thug and Master Magrath and Peter Cloran |9and O'Delawarr Rossa and Nerone |11MacPeace MacPacem11|9| and whoever you like chance to meet knocking around:x|3| and a |s14pig'ss14| bladder balloon for |+3Mary Selina |aSara Selina Selina |9Susquehana Susquehanna9|a|+|3| Stakelum. But what did she give to |+3Una Pruda+|3| Ward and |8Katty Kanel and8| Peggy Quilty |2|+and |8Nora Briery8| Brosna+|2| and Teasy Kieran and Ena Lappin |8and Muriel |21Mosel Maassy21|8| |9and |11Susy Zusan11| Camac and Melissa |aBradogue Brandogueºa|9| |5'and Flora Ferns and Fauna Fox-Goodman5'| |13and Grettna Greaney and Penelope Inglesante13| |11and Lezba Licking |13and like13| Leytha Liane11| |13and Roxana Rohan with Simpatica Sohan13| |3|+and Una |11and Bina Bina Laterza11| and Trina |5Kane La Mesme5|+|3| and Philomena O'Farrell |4and |aIrma Kelly Irmak Ellya|4| |2|+and Josephine Foyle+|2| (3and |5'Snakeshead5'| Lily and |5'Fountainoy5'| Laura3) and |v+2Moira |14Mary Marie14|v+|2| Xavier Agnes |3|+Daisy+|3| |14Francis Frances14| de Sales |9MacCabe |11MacCall Macleay11|9|? She gave them |11every mother's ilcka madre's11| daughter a moonflower and a |4bloodstone |11'bloodleaf bloodvein11'|4||11: but the grapes that ripe before reason to them that divideº the vinedress11|. |4And to So on4| Izzy, her |4youngest shamemaid4|, |4a vision of love beyond her years love shone befond her tears4| |4and to so as from4| Shem, her |4eldest penmight4|, |4life before his time life past befoul his prime4|.

My colonial, |9what a wardha9| bagful! |14A |sabeggareen's bakereen'ssa| dusind with |sawith unread a tithe ofºsa| tillies to boot.14| That's what you may call a tale of a tub|err.!ºerr| |17And |s+Hibernian Hibernonians+| market too|err.!º22|17| |4All that and more under one crinoline envelope if you dare to break the |5porkbarrel5| seal.4| |3|+No wonder they'd run from her |8like the pison8| plague.+|3| Throw us |4the your hudson4| soap for the honour of |4God. Clane!º4| |3|xThe wee |5'bit taste5'| the water left.x|3| |9I'll raft it backº first thing in the marne. |11Merced mulde!11| Ay, and don't forget the reckitts I |11lent lohaned11| you.9| |2|+You've all the swirls your side of the current. Well, am I to blame for that if I have? Who said you're to blame for that if you have?º |13You're a bit on the sharp side. I'm on the wide.13| |8Only snuffers'
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cornets drifts my way that the |9cracked divine cracka dvine9| chucks out of his cassock|9, with |athe her estheryear'sa| marsh narcissus to make him recant his |avanetty vanittya| fair9|. Foul strips of his Chinook'sº bible I do be reading, |9dodwell disgustered but9| chickled with chuckles |14'at the tittles is drawn on the tattlepageº14'|. Eº Senior ga dito: |aFacciasi Faciasia| Omo! E Omoº fu fòº. Ho! Ho! Eº Senior ga dito: Faciasi Hidamo! Eº Hidamo se ga facessà. Ha! Ha! And Die Windermere
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and Lefanu (Sheridan's) |errOld oldºerr| House by the |9Churchyard Coachyard9| and Mill (J.) On Woman with Ditto on the Flossº. |11'O Ja11'|, a swamp for |11your Miller Altmuehler11| and a stone for his flossies!º8| |9I know the how racy they move his wheel.9| My hands are |ablue |9as blue blawcauld9|a| between |9cold isker9| and |11'soda suda11'| |a|9as like9| that piece of pattern chayney there, lying below. Or where is it? Lying beside the (+7reeds sedge+)7| I saw ita|. |4Hoangho, my sorrow, I've lost it!4| |11Aimihi!11| |3|+With that |7peaty turbary7| water who could see?+|3| |13So near and yet so far!13| But O, |8go on. gihon!8| I |11love lovat11| a gabber.+|2| I could listen to |4more and more |11more and mauve maure and moravar11|4| again. |2Rain for the |4Rain on the |11'Rain |~Regen Regn~|11'| onder4|2| river. Flies |2for the fish |4to do4| your float2|. |4This Thick4| is the life for |4me mere4|.

Well,º you know or don't you |9know kennet9| or haven't I told you every |11story telling11| has |11'an end a taling11'| |5and that's the he and the she of it5|. Look, look, the dusk is growing|err.!ºerr| |11My branches lofty are taking root. And my cold cher's gone |agrey ashleya|.11| |9Fieluhr? Filou!9| What |9time is it age is at9|? It |9must be saon is9| late. |9It's ages 'Tis endless9| now I |17since senne17| |13I or anyone eye or |14erewon erewone14|13| last saw Waterhouse's |11clock clogh11|. They took it asunder, I |14heard hurd14| |13them say thum sigh13|. When will they reassemble it? |3|xO, my back, my back, my |13back bach13|!x|3| |6I'd want to go to Aches-les-Pains.6| |13Pingpong! There's the Belle for Sexaloiterº! And Concepta de Send-us-prayº! Pang!13| Wring out the clothes! Wring in the dew! |9Godavari,º vert the showers! And grant |11'of Thy Thayaº11'| grace! Aman.º9| Will we spread them here now?º |v+2Yes Ayv+|2|, we will. |13Flip!13| Spread on your |2side bank2| and I'll spread mine on mine. |13Flep!13| It's what I'm doing. Spread!º |2It's |5'turning churning5'| chill it is now. |aThe wind |5'A wind Der |6wend went6|5'|a| is rising. I'll |aput laya| a few stones on the |9hotel hostel9| sheets. A man and his bride |aslept embraceda| between them. (3Else I'd have sprinkled and folded them only.3) |aAnd I'll tie my butcher's apron here. (3It's suety yet. The |9strollers |asioulers strollersa|9| will pass it by.3) Six shifts, ten kerchiefs, |9nine to hold to the fire and and ten one one's the coda, this for the code,9| the convent napkins,º twelve, one baby's shawl.a|2| |14Goodmotherº Jossiph knows, she said. Whose head? Mutter snores? Deataceas!14| |11'Where Wharnow11'| are |11all alle11| her childer |11'now |~unread, say~|11'|? |9In kingdome gone or power to come or gloria be to them farther? Allalivial, allalluvial!9| Some here, more no more, more again |v+2gone lostv+|2| |11to the alla11| stranger. I've heard tell that same brooch of the Shannons was married into a family in Spain. And all the |8Dunders de8| Dunnesº |8in Markland's Vineland8| |3|+beyond Brendan's |8sea herring |apond poola|8|+|3| takes number nine in |8yangsee's8| hats. |2And one of Biddy's
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beads was went |arolling bobbinga| lonesomeº till she |v+stuck |ablank rounded upºa|v+| |11last lost11| |5'Friday week histereve5'| |+with a marigold and a cobbler's candle+| in a |9side strain of a9| |+main+| drain |9of a manzinahurries9| off Bachelor's Walk.2| But all that's left to the last of the Meaghers |8in the |11loop loup11| of the years prefixed and between8| is
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one kneebuckle and two hooks in the front. Do you tell me that now? I do,º in troth. |11Orara por Orbe and poor Las Animas!11| |11'Ussa, |aussa ullaº, we're umbas alla|!11'| |8|11And Mezha,11| didn't you hear it a deluge of times|14, ufer and ufer, respund to spond14|? You deed, you deed! |9I died, I died! I need, I need!9|8| |9It's that irrawaddyng I've |11stuck stoke11| in my aars. It all but husheth the lethest |s17sound zswounds17|.9| |4Oronoko! What's |7the your7| trouble?4| Is that the great |5'Dunboyne Finnleader5'| himself |5'in his joakimonoº5'| on his statue riding |5'his the5'| high horse there |5'forenenst you forehengist5'|? |8Father of Otters, it is himself!8| |9There? Yonne there?º9| |11Is it Isset11| that? (3On Fallareen Common?º3) |9You're thinking of Astley's Amphitheayter where the bobby restrained you making sugarstuck |amouths poutsa| to the ghostwhite horse of the Peppers.9| Throw the cobwebs from your eyes, woman, and spread your washing proper|err.!ºerr| (3It's well I know your sort of slop. |13Flap!13| |8Ireland sober is Ireland stiff. |13Lord help you, Maria, full of grease, the load is with me!13| Your prayers.8| |s14I sonht zo! |aunread Madammangutºa|!s14| Were you lifting your elbow, tell us, glazy cheeks, in |9the Conway's9| Carrigacurra canteen?º Was I what,º |5hobbledehips hobbledyhips5|? |13Flop! |aYour rere gait's |14Greekoroman creakorheuman14| when |14but your blank disagree bitts your butts disagrees14|.a|13| Amn't I up since the damp dawn|13, marthared mary allacook,13| with |9Corrigan's pulse and9| |13varicose vericoarseº13| veins, |13my pramaxle smashed, Alice Jane in decline and |14the blind my |aoneeyed |bhalfeyed oneeyedb|a|14| mongrel twice run over,13| soaking and bleaching boiler rags, and sweating cold, a widow like me, |9for9| to deck my tennis champion son, the laundryman with the |s17lavender lavandiers17| flannels? |8You won your |9limpopo9| limp fromº the |9eleven husky9| hussars when Collarº and Cuffs was heir to the town and your slur gave the stink to Carlow.8| Holy |6Saint Wolstan, Scamander!º6| I |11'saw sar11'| it again! Near the golden falls. |5'Icis on us!5'| |9Seints of light!9| |11There! Zezere!11| Subdue your noise, you |13poor hamble13| creature!3) What is |v+itv+| but a |9blackberry blackburry9| growthº or the |5'grey mare dwyergray5'| ass them four old codgers owns. Are you |5'meaning |9maining meanam9|5'| Tarpey and Lyons and Gregory? I |13mean meyne13| |4now|5', thank all,5'|4| |4those four codgers the four of them, and the roar of them,º4| thatº |9owns draves9| that stray in the |v+2night |adark mista|v+|2| and old Johnny MacDougal along with
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them. |2Is that the Poolbeg |v+light flasherv+| |4beyond beyant|13, pharphar,13|4| or |a|9the mast of a coaster a fireboat coasting9| |4near |11nigh nyar11|4| the |9Kish Kishtna9|a| |v+orv+| a glow |aI beholda| within a hedge |9or my Garry come back from the Indes9|?2| |3|+Wait till the |9rising of the moon. honeying of the lune, love!9|+|3| |9Die,º eve, little eve, die! We see the wonder We see |athe wonder's that wondera| in your eye.9| |8We'll meet again, we'll part once more. |aThe spot I'll seek if the hour you'll find.a| I have y |9I see my chart My chart |ais on shinesa| high9| where |ayou spill the blue milk the blue milk's upseta|. |9Forgivemequick, I'm going!9| |11'Bubye!11'| And |athere's |9take you, pluck9|a| your watch, forgetmenot.8| |11Your evenlode.11| |11'|aAnd safe So savea| to jurna's end!11'| My |4sight is getting sights are swimming4| thicker on me |4with by4| the shadows |4in to4| this place. |11I'll I11| |4go |5'so sow5'|4| home slowly now |4my by4| own way|2, |4the valley |5'my valley moyvalley5'|4| way2|. |4So will |5'Too will (+7Row will |11Tow will Towy11|+)7|5'|4| I too,º |4by mine |5'my mine rathmine5'|4|.

Ah, but she was the queer old skeowsha anyw anyhow, Anna Livia, |8twinkletoes |atrinkletoes trinklytoesºa|8|! And sure he was the |9queer quare9| old buntzº too, Dear Dirtyº Dumpling, foostherfather of |4all of us fingalls and fotthergills4|!º |2Gammer and gaffer,º we're all their gangsters.2| Hadn't he the seven |2wives? dams to wive him? And every dam had |+her+| seven
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crutches. And every crutch had |v+itsv+| seven hues. And |v+every eachv+| hue had a |4different differing4| cry. |8Suds Sudds8| for me and supper for you and the doctor's bill forº Joe John.º2| |3|a(16Before! Before! Befor! Bifur!16)a| He married his markets, |anear and far cheap by foula|, I know, |8|alike |ban old anyb| Etrurian Catholic Heathen,a| in their pinky limony creamy |9viridies birnies9| and their turkiss indienne mauves,.8| |8but But8| at |amilkingtime |5milkingmass milkidmass5|a| who was the spouse? |aThen all that was was fair. |4|11'In Tys11'| Elvenland!º4| Teems of times and happy returns. The |11same seim11| anew.a|3| |6Ordovico or viricordo.6| |4Anna was, Livia is, Plurabelle's to be. Northmen's thing made southfolk's place but howmulty |5creators plurators5| made eachone a in person? Latin me that, my trinity scholard|8, out of (10the eure10) sanscreed into (10the oure10) eryan8||err.!ºerr| Hircus Civis Eblanensis!4| He had |2|v+billygoat buckgoatv+|2| paps on him, large soft ones |2for orphans2|. Ho, Lord! Twins of his |v+2chest bosomv+|2|. Lord save us!º And ho! |v+2Yes? Hey?v+|2| What all men. |v+2What? Hot?v+|2| His tittering daughters of. Whawk?

Can't hear with the waters of. The chittering waters of. Flittering bats, fieldmice bawk talk. |2Ho!2| Are you not gone |2home ahome2|? What |v+2wrong |21Tom Thom21|v+|2| Malone? Can't hear with bawk of bats, all |21the thim21| liffeying waters of. Ho, talk save us! My foos |2won't woon'tº2| moos. I feel as old as yonder elm. A tale told of Shaun or Shem? All Livia's daughtersons. Dark hawks hear us!º Night! Night! My ho head halls. I feel
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as heavy as yonder stone. Tell me of John or Shaun? Who were Shem and Shaun the living sons or daughters of? Night now! Tell me, tell me, |2tell me,2| elm! Nightyº night! (16Tell me tale Telmetale16) of stem or stone. Beside the rivering waters of, hitherandthitheringº waters of. Night!