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Lowly, longly(f39,ºf10) a wail went forth. Pure Yawn lay low. On the mead of the hillock (f39heºf10) lay, heartsoul dormant mid shadowed landshape, brief wallet to his side, (f39and anºf10) arm loose(f39,ºf10) 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 him(f39,ºf10) evenso languishing as the princeliest treble treacle or lichee chewchow purse could buy. Yawn in a semiswoon lay awailing and (hooh!) what helpings of honeyful swoothead (f39andf10) (phew!)(f39,ºf10) which earpiercing dulcitude! As were you suppose to go and push with your bluntblank pin in hand (f39upinto his upintohisºf10) fleshasplush cushionettes of some chubby boybold love of an angel. Hwoah!
When, as the buzzer brings the light brigade, keeping the home fires burning, so on the churring call themselves came at him, from the westborders of the eastmidlands, three kings of three suits and a crowner, from all their cardinal parts, along the amber way where Brosna's furzy. To
(f39lif liftºf10) them they did, senators four, by the first quaint skreek of the
gloaming(f39,ºf10) and they hopped it up the mountainy molehill, traversing climes of old times gone
by(f39,ºf10) of the days not worth
remembering(f39;,ºf10) inventing some excusethems, any sort, having a sevenply
sweat of (f39night blues nightbluesºf10) moist upon them(f39. —f10) (f39Feefee! feefee!ºf10) phopho!! foorchtha!!! aggala!!!! jeeshee!!!!! paloola!!!!!! ooridiminy!!!!!!! (f39Afeared Afeardºf10) themselves were to wonder at 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, spancelled down upon a blossomy bed(f39,ºf10) at one (f39foule foulºf10) stretch(f39,ºf10) amongst the daffydowndillies, the flowers of narcosis fourfettering his footlights, a halohedge of wild spuds
hovering over him, epicures waltzing with gardenfillers, puritan shoots advancing to Aran chiefs. Phopho!! The (f39meteor pulp meteorpulpºf10) of him, the seamless rainbowpeel. Aggala!!!! His bellyvoid of nebulose with his neverstop navel. Paloola!!!!!! And his veins shooting melanite phosphor, his creamtocustard cometshair and his asteroid knuckles, ribs and members. Ooridiminy!!!!!!! His electrolatiginous twisted entrails belt.
Those four claymen clomb together to hold their sworn starchamber quiry on him. For he was ever their quarrel, the way they would see (f39themselves when they would seef10) themselves, everybug his bodiment atop of annywom her notion, and the meet of their
(f39noght nightºf10) was worth two of his morning. Up to the esker ridge it was,
(f39Mallinger Mullingarºf10) parish, to a mead that was not far, the son's rest. First klettered Shanator Gregory, seeking spoor through the deep
timefield(f39,; thenºf10) Shanator Lyons, trailing the wavy line of his
(f39partition partitionalºf10) footsteps (something in his blisters was telling him all along how he had been in that place one
time)(f39,;ºf10) then (f39his
Hisºf10) Recordership, Dr Shunadure Tarpey, caperchasing after honourable sleep, hot on to the aniseed(f39;ºf10)
and, up out of his prompt corner, old Shunny (f39Mac,f10) (f39MacShunny,
Shunnyºf10) MacDougal the hiker, in the rere of them on the
run(f39,ºf10) to make a quorum. Roping their ass he was, their skygrey globetrotter, by way of an
afterthought(f39,ºf10) and by no means legless either for such sprouts on him they were that much oneven it was tumbling he was 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, how and ever, that he proxtended aloof upon the ether Mesmer's Manuum, the hand making silence. The buckos beyond on the
lea(f39,ºf10) then stopped wheresoever they found their standings and that way they set ward about him, doing obedience, nod, bend, bow and curtsey, like the watchers of
Prospect, upholding their broadawake (f39prober's probers'ºf10) hats on their firrum heads, the travelling court on its findings circuiting that personer in his
fallen. And a crack quatyouare of stenoggers they made of themselves, solons and psychomorers, all told, with their hurts and daimons, spites and clops, not even to the seclusion of their beast by them that was the odd trick of the pack, trump and no friend of carrots. And, what do you think, who (f39above all other
personsf10) should be laying there (f39above all other personsºf10) 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
it, he was oscasleep asleep. And it was far more similar to a satrap he lay there with unctuous beauty(f39, by satellitesºf10) all surrounded, the poser, or for whatall I know like (f39theºf10) Lord Lumen(f39,ºf10) coaching his preferred constellations in faith and doctrine, for old Matt Gregory(f39,ºf10) 'tis he had the starmenagerie(f39,:ºf10) Marcus Lyons and Lucas Metcalfe Tarpey and the mack that never forgave the ass that lurked behind him, (f39Jonny Johnnyºf10) na Hossaleen.
More than their good share of their five senses ensorcelled you would say themselves were, fuming censor, the way they could not rightly tell their heels from their stools(f39,ºf10) 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, to play tops or kites or hoops or marbles, curchycurchy, gawking on
him(f39,ºf10) 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 tetrahedrally then, the masters, what way was he.
— He's giving, the wee bairn. Yun has lived.
— Yerra, why dat, my leader?
— Wisha, is he boosed or what, alannah?
— Or his wind's from the wrong cut, says Ned of the Hill.
— Why so and speak up, do you hear me, you(f39,ºf10) 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 (f39chromous chronies,ºf10) gleamy seiners' nets(f39,ºf10) and(f39,ºf10) no lie, there was (f39word wordsºf10) of assonance being softspoken among those quartermasters.
— Get busy, kid!
— Chirpy, come now!
— The present hospices is a good time.
— I'll take on that chap.
For 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, 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
backslibris(f39,ºf10) so it was, slipping beauty, how they would be meshing that way, when he rose to
it(f39,f10) with the planckton at play about him, the (f39quivers
quaversºf10) of scaly silver and their clutches of chromes of the highly lucid spanishing gold(f39,ºf10) whilst, as
hour gave way to mazing hour, with Yawn himself keeping time with his thripthongue, to ope his blurbeous lips he would(f39,ºf10)
(f39a andºf10) let out
classy(f39,ºf10) the way myrrh of the moor and molten moonmist would be melding mellifond indo his mouth.
— Before (f39You youºf10)!
— Ecko! How sweet thee answer makes! Afterwheres? In the land of lions' odor?
(f39—ºf10) First(f39,f10) if yu don't (f39mind mineºf10). 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(f39.?ºf10) Can you hear here me, you(f39,ºf10) sir?
— (f39Throsends. Thorsends.ºf10) For my darling. Typette!
— So long aforetime? Can you hear better?
— Millions. For godsends. For my darling dearling one.
— Now, to come nearer zone(f39;,ºf10) I would like to raise my deuterous point audibly touching this. There is this (f39maggers maggersºf10). I am told by our interpreter, Hanner (f39Esellus Eselliusºf10), 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 (f39yav yaoºf10) hace not one (f39pronouncable pronounceableºf10) teerm that blows in all the vallums of (f39tartallaght Tartallaghtºf10) to signify (f39majestate majestate,f10) even provisionally(f39,ºf10) nor no rheda rhoda or torpentine path (f39or norºf10) hallucinian via nor (f39aurellian Aurellianºf10) gape nor sunkin rut nor grossgrown (f39trek trekkºf10) nor crimeslaved cruxway and no (f39moorhens moorhen'sºf10) cry or mooner's plankgang there to lead us to hopenhaven. Is such the unde derivatur casematter(f39,f10) (f39messio Messiof10)(f39!?ºf10) Frankly. (f39Magis Megisºf10) megis (f39enerretur inerreturºf10) mynus hoc (f39intelligow. intelleyegow.ºf10)
— How? C'est mal prononsable, tartagliano, perfrances. (f39Vous n'avez Vos navezf10) pas (f39d'o dans d'O dongf10) (f39votre votrºf10) boche provenciale, mousoo. Je m'incline mais Moy(f39,ºf10) jay trouvay la clee dang les (f39champs chantsºf10). Hay sham nap (f39poddy paddyºf10) velour, come on!
— Hep there! Commong, sa na pa de valure? Whu's teit dans yur (f39jambs jambesºf10)? (f39Whur's Whu'sºf10) (f39that thotºf10) inclining and (f39talkin talkingºf10) about the (f39messiah Messiahºf10) so cloover? A (f39true's truesºf10) to your trefling! Whure yu(f39!?ºf10)
— Trinathan (f39partnick Partnickºf10) (f39dieudonnay Dieudonnayºf10). Have you seen her? Typette, my tactile(f39,f10) O!
— Are you in your fatherick, lonely one?
— The same. Three persons. Have you seen my darling only one? I am (f39sohohold sohohoholdºf10)!
— What are yu shevering about, ultramontane, like a houn (f39in hellºf10)? Is there cold on ye, doraphobian? Or do yu want yur primafairy schoolmam?
— The woods of (f39fogloot! Fogloot.ºf10) O mis padredges!
— Whisht awhile, (f39greyleg greylagºf10)! The duck is rising and you'll wake that stand of plover. I know that place better than
(f39anyone annyoneºf10). Sure,
I used to be always (f39overthere over thereºf10) on the fourth day at my grandmother's place, Tear-nan-Ogre,
my little grey home in the west, in or about Mayo(f39,ºf10) when the long (f39dog dogsºf10) gave tongue and they coursing the marches and they straining at the leash. Tortoiseshell for a guineagould! Burb! Burb! Burb! Follow me up(f39,ºf10) Tucurlugh! That's the place for the claire oysters, Polldoody, County Conway. I never knew how rich I was(f39,f10) like another story in the zoedone of the zephyros, strolling and strolling(f39,º andºf10) carrying my dragoman, (f39Meads Marvel Meath's marvelºf10), thass (f39withumpronouceable withumpronounceableºf10) tail, along the shore. (f39Do Didºf10) you know my cousin, Mr Jasper Dougal that keeps (f39the Theºf10) Anchor on the Mountain, 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 (f39twolves wolvesºf10)!
— Turcafiera(f39!ºf10) (f39amd that's That'sºf10) a good wan right enough! Wooluvs no less!
— One moment now, if I (f39foreshorten foreshoretenºf10) 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, since you invocate austers for the trailing of vixens, I would like to send a cormorant around this blue lagoon. 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, as you seem to call it, there was a (f39burialf10) (f39burialbattell battellºf10), the boat of millions of years. Would you bear me out in that, relatively speaking(f39,?ºf10) (f39with Withºf10) her jackstaff jerking at her (f39pennyladders jennyladdersºf10), why not, and sizing a fair sail(f39,?ºf10) (f39knowest Knowestºf10) (f39thout thouºf10) the kind? The Pourquoi Pas, bound for Weissduwasland, that fourmaster barquentine, Webster says, our ship that (f39ne're ne'erºf10) returned. The Frenchman, I say, was an (f39orangeboat orange boatºf10). He is a boat. You see him. The both how you see is they! Draken af Danemork! Sacked it or ate it? What(f39!?ºf10) Hennu! Spake ab laut!
— Couch(f39,f10) cortege(f39,f10)
ringbarrow(f39,ºf10) dungcairn. Beseek the runes and see the
longurn(f39.!ºf10) (f39Allmaun All
maunºf10) away when (f39you yeºf10) hear the
(f39ganghorn gonghornºf10). And meet Nautsen. Ess Ess. O ess. Warum night! Conning
two lay payees. Norsker. Her raven flag was out, the slaver. I trow pon (f39good Goodf10), (f39jordan's Jordan'sf10) scaper, (f39good's barnet Good's Barnetf10) and (f39trustyman Trustymanf10). Crouch low, you pigeons three! Say, call that girl with the tan tress awn! Call Wolfhound! Wolf of the sea. Folchu! Folchu!
— Very good now. (f39That That'sf10) (f39folklore's folkloreºf10) straight from the ass his mouth. (f39Now, to come to the midnight middy on this levantine ponenter,ºf10) I will crusade on with the parent ship, weather prophetting, far away from those green hills(f39.f10) (f39a Aºf10) station, Ireton tells me, (f39bonofide bonafideºf10) for keeltappers(f39,.ºf10) (f39now to come to the midnight middy on this levantine ponenter.ºf10) From Daneland sailed the oxeyed man(f39, now. Nowºf10) mark well what I say.
— Magnus Spadebeard, korsets krosser, welsher perfyddye. A destroyer in our port. Signed to me with his baling scoop. Laid bare his breastpaps to give suck, to suckle me. Ecce (f39Hagios Chrisman hagios
— (f39Oh, Oºf10) (f39Jeyses, Jeyses'ºf10) fluid! says the poisoned well. Futtfishy the First. Hootchcopper's enkel at the navel (f39manuvres manoeuvresºf10)!
— Hep! Hello there, Bill of (f39old Oldºf10) Bailey! Whu's he? Whu's this lad(f39,ºf10) (f39why wi'ºf10) the pups?
— Hunkalus Childared Easterheld. It's his lost chance, Emania. Ware him well(f39.!ºf10)
— Hey! Did you dream you were ating your own tripe, acushla, that 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 (f39milky Milkyºf10) at their lyceum, couard, while you learned, volp volp, to howl yourself wolfwise. Dyb! Dyb! Do your best(f39.!ºf10)
— 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 (f39jangs gangsºf10) again! Find the (f39fingall Fingallºf10) harriers! Here(f39,ºf10) howl me (f39wiseacres wiseacre'sºf10) hat till I die of the milkman's lupus!
— (f39What? Whaat!f10)
Wolfgang(f39?!ºf10) Whoah! (f39Talk
Taalkºf10) very (f39slowe slowoºf10)!
— Hail him heathen, heal him holystone!
Courser, (f39Recourser, Changechild recourser, changechild,ºf10)(f39....................?ºf10)
Eld as endall, earth(f39..................................?ºf10)
— A cataleptic mithyphallic! Was this (f39Totem Totumºf10) Fulcrum Est Ancestor yu (f39hald hadºf10) in Dies Eirae where no spider webbeth or Anno Mundi ere bawds plied in (f39Skiffstrait Skiff Straitºf10)? Be fair, Chris!
— Dream. (f39Ona On aºf10) nonday I sleep. I dreamt of a somday. (f39Of Onºf10) a wonday I shall wake. Ah! May he have now of here fearfilled me! Sinflowed, O (f39sinflowed Sinflowedºf10)! Fia! Fia! Befurcht (f39christ Christºf10)!
— I have your tristich now(f39;.f10) (f39it Itºf10) recurs in three times the same differently(f39.f10) (f39(there is such a fui fui story |shwhich obtainssh| of him):º Andf10) comming nown from the asphalt to the concrete, from the human historic brute, Finnsen Faynean, occeanyclived, to this same (f39vulganized vulcanisedºf10) hillsir from yours (f39(there is such a fui fui story |shwhich obtainssh| of him)ºf10), Mr (f39Tupling Tupplingºf10) Toun of (f39Morning de Morningsideºf10) Heights(f39,ºf10) with his (f39lavast lavasºf10) flow and his rambling undergroands, would he reoccur (f39Ad Horam ad horamºf10), as old Romeo Rogers, in city or county, (f39and your sure ob, orf10) by, with or from an urb, (f39of an you're sure ofºf10) you know the differenciabus, as brauchbarred in (f39apabhramsa Apabhramsaºf10), 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, I am advised he might in a sense be both (f39nevertheless,
every (f39at man atmanºf10) like myself, suffix it to say(f39,.ºf10) Abrahamsk and Brookbear! By him it was done bapka, by me it was gone into, to whom it will beblive, (f39Mushame, Mushame! mushame, mushame!ºf10) I am afraid you could not heave (f39ahore ahoraºf10) one of your own old stepstones, barnabarnabarn, over a stumbledown wall here in Huddlestown to this classic (f39Noctuber Noctubrrºf10) night but itandthey (f39woule wouldºf10) binge, much as vecious, off the (f39dosshouse glosshouseºf10) back of a racerider in his (f39truetoflesh true-to-fleshºf10) colours, either handicapped on her flat or barely repeating himself. That is a tiptip tim oldy faher now(f39,f10) the 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(f39,.ºf10) (f39fué! fué! Fué! Fué!ºf10) Petries and violet ice (I am yam, as Me and Tam Tower used to jagger pemmer it(f39,ºf10) over at the house of
Eddy's Christy, meaning Dodgfather, Dodgson and Coo) and spiriduous sanction!
— Breeze softly. Aures are aureas. Hau's his naun?
— Me das has or oreils. (f39Piercey, piercey, piercey, piercey! Piercey! Piercey! Piercey! Piercey!ºf10)
— White eyeluscious and (f39no hears!ºf10) (f39muddyhorsebroth Muddyhorsebrothºf10)! Pig (f39Pursyriley Pursy Rileyºf10)! But where do we get off, chiseller?
— Haltstille, Lucas and Dublinn! Vulva! Vulva! Vulva! Vulva!
— Macdougal, Atlantic City, or his onagrass that is, chuam and coughan(f39.!ºf10) I would go near identifying you from your stavrotides, Jong of Maho, and the (f39weslarias westariasºf10) round your yokohahat. And that O'mulanchonry plucher you have from the worst curst of Ireland, (f39Glwlwd Glwlwddºf10) of the (f39Mghtwg Mghtwyºf10) Grwpp, is no use to you either, Johnny my donkeyschott. Number four(f39,ºf10) fix up your spreadeagle and pull your weight!
— Hooshin hom to our regional's hin and the gander of Hayden(f39.,f10) (f39Would wouldºf10) ye ken a young stepschuler of psychical chirography(f39,ºf10) the name of (f39Keven, Kevinºf10) or (let outers pray) Evan Vaughan, of his Posthorn in the High Street, that was shooing a Guiney gagag, Poulepinter, that (f39found founºf10) the dogumen number one(f39,?º An illegible,f10) I would suggest, (f39an illegibleºf10) downfumbed by an unelgible(f39?.ºf10)
— If I do know (f39sinted saintedºf10) sageness? Sometimes he would keep silent for a few minutes (f39as if in prayer and clasp his forehead and clasp his forehead, as if in prayer,ºf10) and during (f39the thatºf10) time he would be thinking to himself and he would not mind anybody who would be talking to him or crying stinking fish. But I no way need you, stroke oar(f39,ºf10) nor your quick handles. (f39Your You'reºf10) too (f39farfar farfastºf10) a cock of the north there, Matty Armagh, and (f39your you'reºf10) due south so.
— South(f39,ºf10) I see. You're up-in-Leal-Ulster and (f39I'mf10)
(f39this Thisºf10) 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
(f39hasºf10) discovered the raiding there originally. That's the point of eschatology our book of kills reaches for now in soandso many counterpoint words.
What can't be coded can be decorded if an ear aye sieze what no eye ere grieved for. Now, the doctrine obtains, we have(f39, let me suggest,f10) occasioning cause causing
effects and affects occasionally recausing altereffects. Or I will (f39let mef10) take it upon myself to (f39suggest toºf10) twist the penman's tale posterwise. The gist is the gist of Shaum but the hand is the hand of Sameas. (f39Shan - Shim - Schung Shan-Shim-Schungºf10). There is a strong suspicion on counterfeit Kevin(f39.f10) (f39and Andºf10) we all remember ye in childhood's (f39reverye reveryºf10). 'Tis the bells of scandal that gave tune to grumble over him and someone between me and thee. (f39He's our sent on the fern.ºf10) He would preach to the two (f39turkies Turkiesºf10) and dipdip all the (f39dindians Dindiansºf10), this master the abbey, and give gold tidings to all that are in the bonze age of anteproresurrectionism to entrust their easter (f39neappearance uppearanceºf10) to Borsaiolini's house of hatcraft. (f39He is our sent on the firm.f10) Now, have you reasonable hesitancy in your mind about him after fourpriest (f39redmass red massºf10) or are you in your post? Tell me (f39thatf10) (f39andat andºf10) sans dismay. Leap, pard!
— Fierappel(f39!f10) (f39putting
Puttingºf10) years on me! Nwo, nwo! This bolt in hand be my worder! I'll see you moved farther, blarneying Marcantonio! What cans such wretch to say to I or how have My to doom with him? We were wombful of mischief
(f39and initiumwise,,ºf10) everliking a liked, hairytop on heeltipper, alpybecca's
(f39unwachsibles umwachsiblesºf10), an ikeson am
Thatºf10) babe, imprincipially (f39and initiumwiseºf10), my leperd brethern, the Puer, ens innocens of but fifteen
primes(f39. Ya, yaºf10) all in your (f39kalblionized
kalb lionisedºf10) so trilustriously(f39,ºf10) standing the real school, to be upright as his match, healtheous as
is egg, saviour (f39so asºf10) the salt and good wee
(f39braod, broadf10) parallaling buttyr, did I altermobile him to a flare insiding
hogsfat(f39.?ºf10) Been ike hins kindergardien? I know not, O cashla, I am sure offed habitand this
(f39undered heaven underedheavenºf10), meis enfins, contrasting the first mover, that father I ascend
fromming(f39,ºf10) knows, as I think, caused whom I, a self the sign, came remaining being dwelling ayr, plage and watford as to I was
(f39eltered alteredºf10) impostulance possessing my future state falling towards thrice myself
(f39resting the childhideºf10) when I(f39, a
palegrim,ºf10) received the habit following Mezienius connecting Mezosius including was verted embracing (f39a palegrim,
circumcised circumcissedºf10) my hairs, (f39Oh
Oºf10) laud, and removed my clothes from patristic motives, meas minimas culpads! Permitting this ick (ickle coon icoocoon) crouched low entering humble
down(f39,ºf10) dead (f39thrue
trueº resting the childhide midºf10) mean scatological
past, (f39accompanying my thraintroppsº offering meye eyesalt,ºf10) making so smell partaking myself to confess abiding clean (f39tumbluponing tumbleuponingºf10) yous octopods, mouthspeech allno fingerforce, owning my mansuetude before him attaching Audeon's prostratingwards mine sore (f39accompanying my thrain tropps offering meye eyesalt,f10) what I (the person whomin I now am) did not do, how he to say essied anding how he was making (f39errand errantºf10) andanding how he all (f39locutey lowcuteyºf10) sunt, why did you, my sexth best friend, blabber always you would be so delated to back me, then ersed irredent, toppling Humphrey
hugging Nephew, old beggelaut, designing such post sitting his night office? Annexing then, producing Saint (f39Momuluius Momoluiusºf10), you snub (f39around roundºf10) enclosing your moving motion touching the other (f39catachumens catechumensºf10) continuing (f39youºf10) say providing append of signature quoniam you will celebrand my (f39dirthdags dirthdiesºf10) quoniam, concealed a concealer, I am twosides uppish, a mockbelief insulant, ending none meer (f39hyber hiberºf10) (f39irish Irishºf10). Well, chunk your dimned chink, before (f39avtokinatown Avtokinatownºf10), forasmuch as many have tooken in hand to, I may as well humbly correct that vespian now in case of temporalities. 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(f39,f10) (f39bland Harry blind harry,ºf10) to the burghmote of (f39Aud Oudºf10) Dub. I teachet you in fair time, my elders, the W.X.Y.Z. and P.Q.R.S. of legatine powers and you, (f39Ailbey and Ciardeclan Ailbeybar and Ciaradeclanºf10), I learn, episcoping me altogether, circumdeditioned me. I brought you from the loups of Lazary and you have remembered my lapsus langways. (f39Washywatchywataywatashy! Oirasesheorebukujibun! Washiwattchywataywatashy! Oiraseshaorebokujibun!ºf10) 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. (f39Aye vouchu Say vocheºf10) to rumanescu. See the leabhour of my generations! Has not my master, Theophrastius Spheropneumaticus, written that the spirit is from the upper circle? I'm of the ochlocracy with Prestopher Palumbus and Porvus Parrio. Soa koa Kelly Terry per Chelly Derry lepossette. Ho(f39,ºf10) look at my jailbrand Exquovis and sequencias High marked on me fakesimilar in the foreign by Pappagallus and Pumpusmugnus(f39:.f10) (f39ahem! Aham!ºf10) Anglicey: Eggs squawfish lean yoe nun feed (f39marecurious. marecurious!ºf10)
Sagart can self laud (f39nilobstant nilobstatºf10) to Lowman Catlick's patrician morning coat of arms with my High tripenniferry cresta (f39properºf10) and caudal mottams: (f39Itch dean: Itch dean!ºf10) (f39which Whichºf10) Gaspey, Otto and Sauer(f39,ºf10) he renders: (f39echo stay so! Eeho stay so!ºf10) Addressing eat or not eat body Yours am. And(f39,ºf10) Mind(f39,ºf10) praisegad, is the first praisonal Egoname Yod heard boissboissy in Moy Bog's domesday. Hastan the vista! Or in alleman: Suck at!
— Suck it yourself, sugarstick! Misha, Yid think whose was asking to (f39luckat luck atºf10) your sore toe or to taste your gaspy, hot and sour!
Ichthyan! (f39Hegvat Hegoat'sºf10) tosser! Gags be plebsed! Between his
(f39voyous voyeursºf10) and her consinnantes! Thugg, Dirke and Hacker with Rose Lankester and Blanche Yorke! Are we
(f39speachin speechinºf10) d'anglas (f39landadge
landageºf10) 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
(f39rowly rawlyºf10), with me! What about your thruppenny croucher of an old fellow, me
boy(f39,ºf10) through the ages, tell us, eh? What about Brian's the
(f39Vauntand-onlieme, Vaunt-and-Onliemeºf10) (f39Master Monk
master monkºf10), eh, eh, Spira in Me
Domino, spear me Doyne! Fat prize the bonafide peachumpidgeonlover, (f39eh, eh, eh,f10) esquire earwugs, escusado, of Jenkins' Area, with his I've (f39Ivy ivyºf10) under his (f39tangue tanguaºf10) and the hohallo to his dullaphone, before there was(f39, eh, eh, eh,ºf10) a sound in the world? How big was his boost friend and be shanghaied to him? The swaaber! The twicer, trifoaled in Wanstable! Loud's curse to him! If you hored him outerly as we (f39harum haremºf10) lubberintly, from (f39norning morningºf10) rice till nightmale, with his drums and bones and hums in drones(f39,ºf10) your innereer'd heerdly heer he. Ho ha hi he hung! Tsing tsing!
— (f39Me no angly mo, me speakee Yellman's lingas.f10) Nicey Doc Mistel Lu, please! (f39Me no angly mo. Meº speakee Yellman's lingas.ºf10) Me no pigey ludiments (f39all same allsameºf10) numpa one Topside Tellmastoly fella. Me pigey savvy a singasong anothel time. Pleasie, Mista Lukie Walkie! (f39Josadam Jossdamºf10) (f39cowbelly maam cowbellymaamºf10) belongame (f39shepullamealahmalong shepullamealalmalongºf10), begolla, (f39Jackinaboss jackinabossºf10) belongashe(f39;.ºf10) (f39plentymuch Plentymuchºf10) boohoomeo.
— Hell's Confucium and the Elements! Tootoo moohootch! Thot's never the postal cleric, checking chinchin chat with nipponnippers!
(f39Halt Haltef10) there(f39,ºf10) sob story(f39,ºf10) to your (f39lambdad's lambdach'sºf10) tale! Are (f39you yuºf10) roman cawthrick 432?
— Quadrigue my yoke.
Triple my tryst.
Tandem my sire.
— History as her is harped. Too the toone your owldfrow lied of. Tantris, hattrick, tryst and parting, by vowelglide! I feel your (f39thrilljoy thrillojoy.f10) (f39mouths Mouth'sºf10) overtspeaking, O dragoman, (f39hands hand'sºf10) understudium. Plunger words what paddle verbed. Mere (f39man's mime man is mimicf10): God (f39has isºf10) jest. The old order changeth and lasts like the first. Every third man has a chink in his conscience and every other woman has a jape in her mind. Now, fix on the little fellow in my eye, Minucius Mandrake, and follow my little psychosinology, (f39poor armer poorarmerºf10) in slingslang. Now I, the lord of Tuttu, am placing that (f39inital initialºf10) T square of burial jade upright to your temple a moment. Do you see anything, 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 (f39Jºf10), this serpe with ramshead, and lay it lightly to your lip a little. What do you feel, liplove?
— I feel a fine lady … floating on a stillstream of isisglass … with gold hair to the bed … and white arms to the twinklers … (f39O la la! O la la!ºf10)
— Purely, in a pure manner. O, (f39sey seayºf10) but swift and still a vain essaying! (f39Trothed today, trenned tomorrow.ºf10) I invert the initial (f39Iºf10) of your tripartite and sign it sternly, (f39and anºf10) adze to girdle, on your breast. What do you hear, breastplate?
— I ahear of a hopper behidin the door slappin his feet in a pool of bran.
— Bellax, acting like a bellax. And so the triptych vision passes. Out of a hillside into a hillside. (f39Fairshee Fansheeºf10) fading. Again am I
deliciated by the picaresqueness of your irmages. Now, the oneir urge iterimpellant, I feel called upon to ask did it ever occur to you, qua you, prior to this, by a stretch of
your iberborealic imagination, when it's quicker than this quacking(f39,ºf10) that you might, bar accidens, be very largely substituted in potential secession from your next life by a complementary character, voices apart(f39.?ºf10) Upjack! I shudder for your thought! Think! Put from your mind that and take on trust this. The next word depends on your answer.
— I'm thinking to(f39,.f10) (f39thogged Thogged,ºf10) be thenked! I was just trying to think when I thought I felt a flea. I might have. I cannot say for it is of no (f39significance sangnificanceºf10) at all. (f39Sometider,f10) (f39Once onceºf10) or twice when I was in (f39odinburgh Odinburghºf10) with (f39my meºf10) addlefoes, Jake Jones(f39,ºf10) the handscabby, when I thinkled I wore trying on my garden substisuit, (f39boy's boys'sºf10) apert, at my (f39nexword nextwordºf10) nighboor's, and maybe more largely nor you (f39quosh yet, quoshf10) you, messmate, (f39yetºf10) realise. A few times, so to shape, (f39asºf10) I chanced to be stretching, in the shadow as I thought, the liferight out of myself in my ericulous (f39imaginating. imaginationºf10) I felt feeling a half Scotch and pottage like (f39roung roundºf10) 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, is that the way with you, you craythur? |14|aYou have all our empathies.ºf10) In the becoming was the weared, (f39wontnat! wontnot?ºf10) Hood maketh not frere. The voice is the voice of jokeup, I fear. Are you (f39imitation imitatingºf10) Roma now or Amor now(f39. You have all our empathies,,ºf10) eh, Mr Trickpat, if you don't mind, that is, aside from (f39sings pingsºf10) and mush, answering to my straight question?
— God save the monk! I won't mind(f39,ºf10) this is, answering to your strict (f39crossqueets crossquestsf10), whereas it would be as unethical for me now to answer as it would have been nonsensical for you then not to have asked. (f39Same no can, home no will, gangin I am. Gangang is Mine and I will return.ºf10) Out of my name you call me, Leelander. But in my (f39shelter sheltarºf10) you'll miss me. When Lapac walks backwords he's (f39theºf10) darkest horse in Capalisoot. (f39Same no can, home no will, gangin I am. Gengangº is mineº and I will return.ºf10) You knew me once but you won't know me twice. I am simpliciter arduus, ars of the (f39schoo schoolºf10), Freeday's child in loving and thieving.
— My child, know this! Some portion of that answer appears to have been (f39token takenºf10) by you from the writings of Saint Synodius,
that first liar. Let us hear, therefore, as you honour and obey the queen, (f39whither whetherºf10) the indwellingness of that which shamefieth be entwined of one or atoned of two. Let us hear, Art simplicissime!
— Dearly beloved brethren(f39:!ºf10) Bruno and Nola, leymon bogholders and stationary lifepartners off orangey Saint Nessau Street, were explaining it
all round each other ere yesterweek out of Ibn Sen and (f39Ipanzussch Ipanrusschºf10). When himupon Nola Bruno monopolises his egobruno most unwillingly (f39seses sensesºf10) by the mortal powers alionola equal and opposite brunoipso, id est, eternally provoking alio opposite equally as provoked as Bruno at being eternally opposed by Nola. Poor omniboose(f39,ºf10) singalow (f39singelearum: singlearum!f10) (f39so Soºf10) is he!
— (f39One might hear in their beyond that lionroar in the air again, the zoohoohoom of Felin make Call. Bruin goes to Noble, aver Averºf10) who is? (f39If Ibºf10) is itsen? (f39One might hear in their beyond that lionroar in the air again, the zoohoohoom of Felin make Call.ºf10) Or you (f39positivelyºf10) mean (f39Nolans but Volans nolans but volansºf10), an (f39alibi alibiºf10), do you(f39,ºf10) Mutemalice(f39,?º a Bruin goes to Noble,ºf10) suffering unegoistically from the singular but (f39positivelyf10) enjoying(f39, the skipgod,ºf10) on the plural? Dustify of that sole, you breather! Ruemember, blither, thou must lie!
— (f39Oessoyess! Oyessoyess!ºf10) I never dramped of prebeing a postman but I mean in
(f39ostralian Ostralianºf10) someplace(f39, mults deeply
belubdead;ºf10) my allaboy brother, Negoist Cabler(f39,f10) of this city, whom 'tis better ne'er
to name, my said brother, (f39the skipgod,f10) expulled for looking at churches from behind, (f39n
mil mults deeply belubdead,ºf10) who is sender of the Hullo Eve Cenograph in prose and worse every Allso's night. High
Brazil(f39,ºf10) Brandan's Deferred, midden Erse clare language, Noughtnoughtnought (f39nein..
Nein.ºf10) Assass. (f39Dublire Dubbireºf10), per Neuropaths. 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 went to his swiltersland after his lungs, my sad late brother, before his coglionial expancian? Won't you join me in a small halemerry, a bottle of the best, for wellmet Capeler, united
Irishmen, what though preferring the stranger, the coughs and the itches and the minnies and the ratties (f39andf10) the opulose and
(f39theºf10) bilgenses, for of his was the patriots mistaken. The heart that wast our Graw McGree!
Yet be there some who mourn him, concluding him dead, and more there be that wait astand. His fuchs up the staires and the (f39ladgers lodgersºf10) in his haires, he ought to win that (f39V.V.C. V.V.C.ºf10) Fullgrapce for an endupper, half muxy on his whole! Would he were even among the lost! From ours bereft beyond belongs. Oremus poor fraternibus that he may yet escape the (f39gallews gallowsºf10) and still remain ours faithfully (f39departed deportedºf10). I wronged you. I never want to see more of bad men but I want to learn from any on the airse, like Tass with much thanks, here's ditto, if he lives (f39sameplaceºf10) in the antipathies of (f39austrasia Austrasiaºf10) or anywhere with my fawngest on his hooshmoney, safe and damned, or has hopped it(f39,ºf10) or who can throw any lime on the sopjack, my (f39sameplaceºf10) fond fosther, E. Obiit Nolan, The Workings, N.S.W., his condition off the Venerable Jerrybuilt, not belonging to these parts, who(f39,ºf10) I remember ham to me, when we were like bro and sis over our castor and porridge, with his roamin I suppose, expecting for his clarenx negus, a teetotum (f39abstainer obstainerºf10). He feels he ought to be
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, as we sayed it in our Amharican, through the Doubly Telewisher. Outpassed hearts wag short pertimes. Worndown shoes upon his feet, to whose redress no tongue can tell! In his hands a boot! Spare me, do, a copper or two(f39,ºf10) and happy I'll hope you'll be! It will pleased me behind with thanks from before and love to self and all I remain here your truly friend. I am no scholar but I loved that man who has africot lupps with the moonshane in his profile(f39,.f10) (f39my shemblable My semblabbleºf10)! My freer! I call you my halfbrother because you in your soberer otiumic moments 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. That letter selfpenned to one's other, that neverperfect everplanned(f39?!ºf10)
— This nonday diary, this allnights newseryreel.
— My dear sir! In this wireless age any owl rooster can peck
up bostoons. But whoewaxed he so (f39anquished anguishedºf10)? Was he vector victored (f39of orºf10) victim vexed?
— Mighty sure! Way way for his (f39wehicul wehicaleºf10)! A parambolator ram into his bagsmall when he was reading alawd(f39,ºf10) with two ecolites and he's been failing of that kink in his arts over sense.
— Madonagh and (f39Chiel chielºf10), idealist leading a double life! But who(f39,ºf10) for the brilliance of brothers(f39,ºf10) is the Nolan as appearant nominally?
— Mr Nolan is pronuminally (f39and rereally aºf10) Mr Gottgab.
— I get it(f39.,º you reeker! An untaken mispatriate!ºf10) By hearing his thing about a person one begins to place him for a certain in true. (f39You reeker, he Heºf10) stands pat for you before a direct object in the feminine. I see. By maiden sname. Now, I am earnestly asking you(f39,f10) and putting it as between this yohou and that houmonymh, will (f39just you you justºf10) search through your gabgut memoirs for all of two minutes for this impersonating pronolan, fairhead on foulshoulders. Would it be in twofold truth (f39an untaken mispatriate, too fullfully true and rereallyºf10) a (f39doblinganger Doblingangerºf10) much about your own medium with a sandy whiskers? Poke me nabs in the ribs and pick the erstwort out of his mouth.
— (f39Too fullfully true!ºf10) Treble Stauter of Holy Baggot(f39, formerly
Swordmeat,f10) Street(f39, formerly Swordmeat,º (f10)
(f39who I surpassed him I surpassed himºf10) lately for four and six bringing home the Christmas, as heavy as music, hand to eyes on the peer for Noel's Arch, in
(f39blessed Blessedf10) (f39foster's place Foster's
Place)ºf10) is doing the dirty on me with his tantrums and all these godforgiven kilowatts I'd be better off without. (f39Thoughf10)
(f39She's she'sºf10) write to him she's levt by me, Jenny Rediviva! Toot! Detter for you, Mr
Nobru(f39.!ºf10) Toot toot! Better for you, Mr Anol! This is the way we. Of a redtettetterday morning.
— When your (f39contraman countramanºf10) from Tuwarceathay is looking for righting(f39,ºf10) that is not a good sign? Not?
— I speak truly, it's a shower sign that it's not.
— What though it be for the sow of his heart? If even she were a good (f39pool poorºf10) Pegeen?
— If she ate your windowsill you wouldn't say sow.
— Would you be surprised after that (f39atºf10) my asking have you a bull, a bosbully, with a whistle in his tail to scare other birds?
— I would.
— Were you with Sindy and Sandy attending Goliath, a bull?
— 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, when a crispin sokolist besoops juts kamps or clapperclaws an irvingite offthedocks. A luckchange, I see. Thinking young through the muddleage spread, the moral fat his mental leans on. We can cop that with our straat that is called corkscrewed. It would be the finest boulevard billy for a mile in every direction, from Lismore to Cape Brendan, Patrick's, if they took the bint out of the mittle of it. You told of a tryst too, two a tutu. I wonder now, without releasing seeklets of the alcove, turturs or raabraabs(f39,ºf10) have(f39,ºf10) I heard mention of whose name anywhere? Mallowlane or Demaasch? Strike us up either end Have You Erred off Van Homper or Ebell Teresa Kane.
— Marak! Marak! Marak!
(f39He Haºf10) (f39drapped drappadºf10) has draraks an Mansianhase parak
And (f39he haºf10) had ta barraw tha watarcrass shartclaths aff tha arkbashap af Yarak!
— (f39Braudribnob's Broadribnob'sºf10) on the bummel?
— And lillypets on the lea.
— A being again in becomings again. From the sallies to the allies through their central power?
— Pirce! Perce! Quick! Queck!
— O Tara's thrush(f39,!ºf10) (f39the
Theºf10) sharepusher! And he said he was only taking the average grass temperature for (f39green
Greenºf10) Thurdsday, the blutchy scaliger! Who you know the musselman, his musclemum and mistlemam? Maomi, Mamie, My Mo Mum! He loves a drary lane. Feel Phylliscitations to
(f39daff Daffºf10) Mr Hairwigger who (f39has just hadded
as just addedºf10) twinned little curls! He was resting between (f39horrockses'
Horrockses'ºf10) sheets, wailing for white warfare, prooboor welshtbreton, (f39andf10) unbiassed by the
embarrassment of disposal(f39,f10)
but(f39,ºf10) the first woking day (f39in Baltic
Bygrad,ºf10) by Thunder, he stepped into the breach and put on
his recriution trousers and riding apron (f39in Baltic Bygradf10), the 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(f39.?ºf10) Ask him this one minute upthrow inner lotus of his burly ear womit he dropped his Bass's to P flat.
(f39—f10) And for that he was allaughed? And then baited? The whole gammat?
— Loonacied! Marterdyed!! Madwakemiherculossed!!! Judascessed!!!! Pairaskivvymenassed!!!!! Luredogged!!!!!! And, needatellye, faulscrescendied!!!!!!!
— Dias (f39domnas Domnasºf10)! Dolled to dolthood? And Annie Delittle, his daintree diva, in deltic dwilights, singing him henpecked rusish through the bars? My Wolossay's wild as the Crasnian Sea! Grabashag, groogy, scoop and I'll cure ye! Mother of emeralds, ara poog neighbours!
— Capilla, Rubrilla and Melcamomilla! Dauby, dauby, without dulay! Well, I beg to traverse same above statement by saxy luters in their back haul of Coalcutter what reflects upon my administrants of (f39slow
slewºf10) poisoning (f39inasmuchºf10) as my dodear devere revered
(f39mainhirr meinhirrºf10) was confined to guardroom, I hindustand, by my pint of his Filthered
(f39pilsens pilsen'sºf10) bottle due to Zenaphiah Holwell, H and J. C. S,
(f39Which whichºf10) I was bringing up my quee parapotacarry's orders in my sedown chair with my mudfacepacket from my cash chemist and family drugger, Surager
Dowling, V.S.(f39,ºf10) to our aural surgeon, Afamado Hairductor Achmed Borumborad(f39,
M.A.C.A,f10) Sahib(f39, M.A.C.A.f10), of
(f39aºf10) 1001 Ombrilla Street, (f39Syringa padham
Syringapadhamºf10), Alleypulley, to see what was my watergood, my mesical wasserguss, for repairs done by bollworm in the rere of pilch knickers, seven yerds to his galandhar pole on perch, together with his for me unfillable slopper, property of my deeply forfear revebereared, who
(f39is wasºf10) costing us mostfortunes which I am writing in mepetition to Kavanagh Djanaral, when he was sitting him humpbacked in dry dryfilthyheat to his
(f39trinidads Trinidadºf10) pinslers at their orpentings, entailing a laxative tendency to mary, especially with him being forbidden
(f39fruit fruytºf10) and (f39Certified
certifiedºf10) by his sexular clergy to have as badazmy emotional (f39volvular valvularf10),
with a basketful of priesters crossing the singorgeous to aroint him with tummy moor's maladies, and thereinafter liable to succumb(f39,f10) when served with letters potent below the belch, if my rupee
(f39repure ropureºf10) riputed husbandship H.R.R.
took a brief one in his shirtsails out of the alleged given mineral, telling me see (f39hisf10) in Foraignghistan (f39sambat papers sambatpapers hisºf10) Sunday (f39feactures featuresºf10) of a welcomed aperrytiff with vallad of Erill Pearcey O (f39(f10) he never battered one eagle's before paying me his duty on my annaversary to the parroteyes list in my nil ensemble(f39,ºf10) in his lazychair but he hidded up my hemifaces in all my mayarannies and he (f39locked lookedºf10) plum into my mirrymouth like Ysamasy morning in the end of time(f39,f10)
with the (f39so light's songlight'sºf10) hope (f39singlingºf10) on his ruddycheeks and (f39rawjaws rawjaws)ºf10) and, my charmer, (f39whom whenºf10) I dipped my hand in(f39,ºf10) he simply showed me his propendiculous loadpoker, Seaserpents hisses (f39sissastones Sissastonesºf10), which was as then is produced in his (f39mansway man's wayºf10) by this wisest of the Vikramadityationists(f39,ºf10) with the remere (f39remind ramindºf10) remure remark, in his gulughurutty: Yran for parasites with rum for the turkeycockeys so(f39,ºf10) Lithia, M.D., as this is for Snooker, bort(f39.!ºf10)
— Which was said by whem to whom?
— It wham. But whim I can't whumember.
— Fantasy! (f39funtasy Funtasyºf10) on fantasy(f39,!ºf10) (f39amnaes Amnes'ºf10) fintasies! And there is nihil nuder under the clothing moon. When Ota, weewahrwificle of Torquells, bumpsed her dumpsydiddle down in her woolsark(f39,ºf10) she mode our heuteyleutey girlery of peerlesses to set up in all their bombossities of feudal fiertey, fanned, flounced and frangipanned, while the massstab whereby Ephialtes has exceeded is the measure, simplex mendaciis, by which our Outis cuts his thruth. Arkaway now!
— Yerds and nudes say ayes and noes! Vide! Vide!
— Let Eivin bemember for Gates of Gold for their fadeless suns berayed her. Irise, (f39Osirises! O sirises!ºf10) 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 seas, Nu-Men, triumphant, sayeth: 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! Yes, there was that skew arch of chrome sweet home, floodlit up above the flabberghosted farmament and bump where the camel got the needle. Talk about (f39iridecencies iridescenciesºf10)! Ruby and beryl and chrysolite, jade, sapphire, jasper and lazul.
— Orca Bellona! Heavencry at earthcall, etnat athos? Extinct your vulcanology for the lava of Moltens!
— It's you not me's in erupting, hecklar!
— Ophiuchus being visible above (f39thorizon t'horizonf10), (f39muliercula Mulierculaºf10) occluded by Satarn's serpent ring system(f39,ºf10) the (f39pisciolinnies Pisciolinies,f10) Nova (f39Ardonis Ardorisºf10) and Prisca Parthenopea, are a (f39bonnies bonnieºf10) feature in the northern sky. Ers, Mores and Merkery are surgents below the rim of the Zenith Part(f39,ºf10) while Arctura, Anatolia, Hesper and Mesembria weep in their mansions over Noth, Haste, Soot and Waste.
— Apep and Uachet! Holy snakes(f39,!ºf10)
Charleyºf10), Eva's got barley(f39!ºf10)
(f39under Underºf10) her fluencies(f39, all
inf10)! The Ural Mount he's on the move and he'll quivvy
her with his strombolo! Waddlewurst, the bag of tow, as broad above as he is below! Creeping through the liongrass and (f39bullsrusshius bullrusshiesºf10), the obesendean, before the Emfang de Maurya's class(f39,f10) in Bill Shasser's (f39Shotshrift shotshriftºf10) writing academy(f39,ºf10) camouflaged as a blancmange and maple (f39syrop syrupºf10)! Obeisance (f39so toºf10) their (f39sitinins sitinimsºf10) is the follicity of this Orp(f39.!ºf10) Her sheik to Slave, his dick to Dave(f39,ºf10) and the fat of the land to Guygas. The treadmill pebbledropper haha halfahead overground and she'd only chitschats in her spanking bee (f39bonetry bonnetryf10), Allapolloosa! Up the slanger! Three cheers (f39(f10) and a heva (f39hevaf10) heva(f39!)ºf10) for the name Dan Magraw!
(f39—ºf10) The giant sun is in his emanence but which is chief of those white dwarfees of which he ever is surabanded?
(f39—ºf10) And (f39do you
toºf10) think I might have being his seventh! He will kitssle me on melbaw. What about his age? says you. What about it? says I. I will confess to his sins and blush me further. I would misdemean to rebuke to the libels of snots from the
fleshambles(f39,ºf10) the canalles. Synamite is too good for them. Two overthirties in shore
shorties(f39.!ºf10) 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 associated with tinkers, the blackhand(f39,f10) Shovellyvans, wreuter of (f39annoyimgmost annoyingmostºf10) letters and skirriless ballets in Parsee Franch(f39,ºf10) (f39who heºf10) is Magrath's thug and smells cheaply of Power's spirits(f39,ºf10) like a deepsea dibbler(f39,ºf10) and he is not fit enough to throw guts down to a bear. Sylphling me when is a maid nought a maid he would go to anyposs length for her! So long, Sulleyman! If they cut his nose on the stitcher they had their (f39siven sevenºf10) good reasons. Here's to the leglift of my snuff and trout stockangt henkerchoff, (f39orange fin orangefinºf10) with a mosaic of dispensations (f39from my church millinerºf10) and a (f39froren frozenºf10) black patata, (f39from my church milliner.ºf10) (f39When whenºf10) Lynch(f39,ºf10) Brother, Withworkers, Friends and Company with T. C. King and the Warden of Galway is prepared to stretch him sacred by the powers to the starlight, L.B.W. Hemp, hemp, hurray! says the captain in the moonlight. I could put him under my pallyass and slepp on him all (f39nights night,ºf10) as I would roll myself for holy poly over his (f39borrowing barrowingºf10) places. 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-Auborne 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, with the joy of lifing in my forty winkers, that a handsome sovereign was freely pledged in their pennis in the sluts maschine, alonging (f39wath withºf10) a cherrywickerkishabrack of maryfruit under Shadow La Rose, to both the legintimate lady performers of display unquestionable, Elsebett and Marryetta Gunning, H2O, by that noblesse of
leechers at his (f39Saxontannery Saxon tanneryºf10) with motto in Wwalshe's ffrenchllatin(f39:,ºf10) (f39O'Neill O'Neillºf10) (f39saw Queen Molly's pants: Saw Queen Molly's pants Pants,ºf10) and much admired engraving(f39,ºf10) meaning (f39complet completeºf10) manly parts during alleged recent act of our chief mergey margey magistrades, five itches above the kneecap, as required by statues. V.I.C.5.6. If you won't release me stop to please me up the leg of me. Now you see! Respect. S.V.P. Your wife. Amn. Anm. Amm. Ann.
— You wish to take us, Frui Mria, by degrees(f39,ºf10) as artis litterarumque patrona but I am afraid, my poor woman of that same name, 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, that old humbugger was boycotted and girlcutted in debt and doom, on hill and haven, even by the show-the-flag flotilla, as I'm given now to understand(f39,.ºf10) (f39illscribed in all Illscribed inºf10) the gratuitouses and conspued in the takeyourhandaways. Bumbty(f39, tumbty, Tumbtyºf10) Sot on a Wall(f39,.ºf10) Mute art for the Million. There wasn't an (f39Archimandrite archimandriteºf10) of Dane's Island and the (f39townlands townland's tropicsºf10) nor a minx from the Isle of Woman nor a one of the four cantins nor any on the whole wheel of his (f39ecunemical conciliabulum ecunomical counciliabulumºf10) nor nogent ingen meid on (f39allad the hold alled the holedºf10) scurface of the jorth would come next or nigh him, Mr Eelwhipper, seed and nursery man, or his allgas bumgalowre, (f39Auxilium Meum Solo A Auxilium Meum Solo Aºf10) (f39Domino Dominoºf10) (f39(Amsad) (Amsad)ºf10), for rime or ration, from piles or faces, after that.
— All ears did wag(f39,ºf10) old Eire wake as Piers Aurell was flappergangsted.
— I have it here to my (f39fingall's fingees'ºf10) ends. This liggy piggy wanted to go to the jampot. And this leggy peggy spelt pea. And (f39theese threeseºf10) lucky puckers played at pooping tooletom. Ma's da. Da's ma. Madas. Sadam.
— Pater patruum cum filiabus familiarum. Or, but, now, and, ariring out of her mirgery margery watersheads and, to change (f39that theºf10)
subjunct from the traumaturgid for (f39aºf10) once in a while and darting back to
stuff(f39,ºf10) if so be you may identify yourself with the him in you, that fluctuous neck (f39merchamtur
merchanturºf10), bloodfadder and milkmudder, since (f39then our there
areºf10) too many of her, Abha na Lifé, and getting on to dadaddy again, as them we're ne'er free of, was he in tea e'er he went on the bier or didn't he (f39ontime
onetimeºf10) do something seemly heavy in sugar? 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! He caun ne'er be bothered but maun e'er be waked. If there is a future in every past that is present Quis est qui non novit (f39quinnigan
Quinniginºf10) and Qui (f39quae
quwereºf10) quot at
(f39Quinnigan's Quinnigain'sºf10) (f39Quake! Quake?ºf10) Stump! His producers(f39,ºf10) are they not his consumers?
Your exagmination round his factification for incamination of a warping process. Declaim!
— Arra (f39irrara irrahaºf10) (f39hirrara
hirarra,ºf10) man, weren't they arriving in clansdestinies for the Imbandiment of (f39theºf10) Ad Regias
Agni Dapes, fogabawlers and panhibernskers, after the crack and the lean years, scalpjaggers (f39and houthhunters with houthheadhuntersºf10), like the
(f39messicals messiatsºf10) of the great god, a scarlet trainful, the Twoedged Petrard, totalling, leggats and prelaps, in their aggregate ages two and thirty plus
undecimmed centries of them(f39,ºf10) with (f39tuitifruitiesf10)
(f39insiders, extraomnes and tuttifrutties, insiders and extraomnesºf10) allcunct, from Rathgar,
(f39Rathanga Rathanganºf10), (f39Rountown
Roundtownºf10) and Rush, from America Avenue and Asia Place and the (f39Affrian
Afrianºf10) Way and Europa Parade and besogar the (f39wallies
waldsºf10) of Noo (f39Soch Souchºf10)
Wilds(f39,ºf10) and from Vico, Mespil(f39,ºf10) Rock and
Sorrento, for the lure of his weal and the fear of his oppidumic, to his salon de espera in the keel of his kraal, like lodes of ores flocking fast to Mount Maximagnetic, afeerd he was a gunner but affaird to stay away, Merrionites, Dumstdumbdrummers(f39,
andf10) Luccanicans, (f39Ashtoumers Ashtownersf10),
(f39Batterysby Battersbyºf10) Parkes and Krumlin Boyards, Phillipsburgs, Cabraists and Finglossies,
(f39Ballymunites, Ballymunmen,ºf10) Raheniacs and the bettlers of Clontarf, for to contemplate in
(f39manifest manifestsºf10) and pay their firstrate duties before the both of him, twelve stone a side, with their Thieve le Roué! and their Shvr yr
Thrst! and their (f39Uisgye ad Inferos! Uisgue ad Inferos!ºf10) and their Usque ad Ebbraios! at and in the licensed boosiness
(f39primises premisesºf10) 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 (f39grand old Grand Oldºf10) Magennis Mor, Persee and Rahli, taker of the tributes, their Rinseky Poppakork and Piowtor the Grape, holding Dunker's
durbar, boot kings and indiarubber umpires and shawhs from (f39paisley Paisleyºf10) and muftis in muslim and sultana reiseines and jordan almonders and a row of jam sahibs
and (f39a anºf10) odd principeza in her pettedcoat and the queen of knight's clubs and the
(f39claddagh Claddaghºf10) ringleaders and the two salaames and the Halfa Ham and the Hanzas Khan with two fat
(f39Maharashers maharashersºf10) and the German selver
geyser(f39,ºf10) and he polished up, protemptible, (f39tintanambulating
tintinabulatingºf10) to himsilf so silfrich(f39, and.
Andºf10) there was J. B. Dunlop, the
best tyrent of ourish times, and a swanks of French wine stuarts and Tudor keepsakes and the (f39Cesarevitch Cesarewitchºf10) for the current counter(f39,ºf10) Leodegarius Sant (f39Legerleger Legegleger,ºf10) riding lapsaddlelonglegs up the oakses staircase on muleback(f39,ºf10) like (f39Amaxodias Amaxodiosºf10) Isteroprotos, hindquarters to the fore and kick to the lift, and he (f39handygrabbed handigrabbedºf10) on to his trulley natural anthem(f39:,ºf10) Horsibus, keep your tailyup, and as much as the halle of the vacant (f39fhroneroom throneroomºf10), (f39Oldloafs Oldloaf'sºf10) Buttery, could safely (f39accomodate accommodateºf10) of the houses of Orange and (f39Betters Bittersf10) M.P(f39.f10), permeated by Druids D.P(f39,. andºf10) Brehons B.P(f39,.ºf10) and (f39Flawhoolags Flawhoolaghsf10) F.P(f39,.ºf10) and Agiapommenites A.P(f39,.ºf10) and Antepummelites P.P(f39,.ºf10) and Ulster Kong and Munster's Herald with
Athclee Ensigning and Athlone Poursuivant and his Imperial Catchering, his fain awan, and his gemmynosed sanctsons in epheud and ordilawn and his diamondskulled granddaucher, Adamantaya Liubokovskva, all murdering Irish, amok and amak, out of their boom companions in paunchjab and dogril and pammel and (f39gougerotty, gougerouttyºf10) after plenty of his fresh stout and his good balls of malt, not to forget his oels a'mona nor his beers o'ryely, sopped down by his pani's annagolorum(f39,ºf10) (at Kennedy's kiln she kned her dough, back of her bake for me, buns!)(f39,ºf10) (f39socializing and communicanting socialising and communicountingºf10) in the deification of his members, for to nobble or salvage their herobit of him, the poohpooher old (f39bolssloose bolssalooseºf10), with his arthurious clayroses, Dodderick Ogonoch (f39Wrack Wreckf10), busted to the (f39wurld wurrldºf10) at large(f39, on the table round, with the floodlight switched back, as true as the Vernons have Brian's sword, and a dozen and one by one tilly tallows round in ringcampf, circumassembled by his daughters in the foregiftness of his sonsºf10), lying high as he lay in all dimensions(f39,º on the table roundºf10) in court dress and ludmers chain, (f39as 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 andºf10) with a hogo, fluorescent of his swathings, round him(f39,ºf10) like the cummulium of scents in an (f39italian Italianºf10) warehouse, erica's clustered on his hayir, the (f39spectrem spectrumf10) (f39of inºf10) his prisent mocking the candiedights of his dadtid, bagpuddingpodded to (f39the hisºf10) deafspot, bewept of his (f39chilidrin chilidrimºf10) and serafim, poors and personalities, venturous, drones and dominators, ancients and auldancients, with his buttend up, expositoed for sale after referee's inspection, bulgy and blowrious, bunged to ignorious, healed(f39,ºf10) cured and
(f39embalsemate embalsamateºf10), pending a rouseruction of his bogey, most highly astounded, as it turned up, after his life overlasting, at thus being reduced to nothing.
— Bappy-go-gully and gaff for us all! And all his morties calisenic, tripping a trepas, neniatwantyng: Mulo Mulelo! Homo Humilo! Dauncy a deady O! Dood dood dood! O Bawse! O Boese! O Muerther! O Mord! Mahmato! Moutmaro! O Smirtsch! O Smertz! (f39Woh Woºf10) Hillill! (f39Woe Waºf10) Hallall! Thou Thuoni! Thou Thaunaton! Umartir! Udamnor! Tschitt! Mergue! Eulumu! Huam Khuam! Malawinga! Malawunga! Ser Oh Ser! See ah See! Hamovs! Hemoves! Mamor! Rockquiem eternuel give donal aye in dolmeny! Bad luck's perpepperpot loosen his eyis! (Psich!)(f39.ºf10)
— But there's leps of flam in Funnycoon's Wick. The keyn has passed. Lung lift the keying!
— God save you king! (f39Muster Masterºf10) of the Hidden Life!
— God serf yous kingly, adipose rex! I had four in the morning and a couple of the lunch and three later on(f39,ºf10) but(f39,f10) your saouls to the dhaoul, do ye. Finnk. Fime. Fudd?
— Impassable tissue of improbable liyers! D'yu mean to (f39sett setºf10) there where y'are now,
(f39coddlin coddlin'ºf10) your supernumerary leg,
(f39wi'that wi' thatºf10) (f39bizar
bizaarºf10) tongue in yur
tolkshap, (f39Sorley boy, repeating yurself like a muck in a marketf10) (f39and withf10) your hindies and shindies, (f39like a muck in a market, Sorley boy, repeating yurself,f10) and tell me that?
— I mean to sit here on this altknoll where you are now, Surly guy, replete in myself, as long as I live, in my homespins, like a sleepingtop, with all that's buried ofsins insince insensed insidesofme. If I can't upset this pound of pressed ollaves I can sit up zounds of sounds upon him.
— Oliver! He may be an earthpresence. Was that a groan or did I hear the Dingle bagpipes(f39?f10) Wasting war and(f39?.ºf10) Watch!
— Tris tris a ni ma mea! Prisoner of Love! Bleating Hart! Lowlaid Herd! Aubain Hand! Wonted Foot! Usque! Usque! Usque! Lignum in …
— Rawth of Gar and Donnerbruck Fire(f39?!ºf10) Is the strays world moving mound or what static babel is this, tell us?
— Whoishe whoishe whoishe whoishe linking in? Whoishe whoishe whoishe?
— The snare drum! Lay yer lug till the groun. The dead giant(f39,f10) (f39manalive man aliveºf10)! They're playing thimbles and bodkins. Clan of the Gael! (f39Hop! Hep!ºf10) Whu's within?
— Dovegall and finshark(f39,f10) they are (f39ring. Ringºf10) to the (f39rescune rescueºf10)!
(f39⇒f10) Zinzin. Zinzin.
(f39⇒f10) Crum abu! Cromwell to victory!
(f39⇒f10) We'll gore them and gash them and gun them and gloat on them.
— O, widows and orphans, it's the yeomen! Redshanks for ever! Up Lancs!
— The cry of the roedeer it is! The white hind(f39.!ºf10) Their slots, linklink(f39, the hound hunthorning!. The hounds hunt horning!ºf10) Send us (f39andºf10) peace! Title! Title!
(f39⇒f10) Christ in our (f39irish Irishºf10) times! Christ on the (f39airs airs'ºf10) independence! Christ hold the freedman's chareman! Christ light the dully expressed!
(f39⇒f10) Slog(f39,f10) slagt and sluaghter! Rape the daughter! Choke the pope!
(f39⇒f10) (f39Aure! Awe!ºf10) Cloudy father! Unsure! Nongood!
(f39⇒f10) Sold! I am sold! (f39Brinabride!ºf10) My ersther! My sidster! Brinabride, goodbye! Brinabride! (f39I sold! Us! Us!ºf10)
(f39⇒f10) Pipette dear! (f39Us! Us! I sold!ºf10) Me! Me!
(f39⇒f10) Fort! Fort! Bayroyt! March!
(f39⇒ºf10) Me! I'm true. True! Isolde(f39.!ºf10) Pipette(f39. My, myºf10) precious!
(f39⇒f10) Brinabride, (f39bet getºf10) my price! Brinabride!
(f39⇒f10) My price, my precious?
(f39⇒f10) Brinabride, my price! When you sell get my price!
(f39⇒f10) Pipette! Pipette, my priceless one!
(f39⇒f10) O! Mother of my tears! Believe for me! Fold thy son!
(f39⇒f10) Zinzin. Zinzin.
— Now we're gettin it. Tune in and pick up the forain counties! Hello!
— Hello! Tittit! Tell your title?
— Hellohello! Ballymacarett! Am I (f39thru' Iss? Miss? thru, miss?ºf10)
(f39⇒f10) True(f39?!º Iss!ºf10)
— Tit! What is the (f39ti..? ti...?ºf10)
(f39⇒ Act drop. |aStand by! Blinders!ºf10)
(f39Act drop. Stand by! Blinders!f10) Curtain up. Juice, please! Foots!
— Hello! Are you Cigar shank and Wheat?
— I gotye. Gobble Ann's Carrot Cans.
— Parfey(f39.!ºf10) Now, after that justajiff siesta, just permit me a moment. Challenger's Deep is childsplay to this but, by our soundings in the swish channels, land is due. A truce to demobbed swarwords. Clear the line, priority 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 magnetic field. Do you remember (f39onf10) a particular lukesummer night(f39,ºf10) following a crying fair day? Moisten your lips for a lightning strike and begin again. Mind the flickers and dimmers! Better?
— Well. 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, son of a cove!
— 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! Was there rain by any chance, mistandew?
— Plenty. If you wend farranoch.
— There fell some fall of littlewinter snow, holy-as-ivory, (f39as well,ºf10) I gather, jesse?
— By (f39snaachtha sneachthaºf10) clocka. The nicest at all. In hilly-and-even zimalayars.
— Did it not blow some gales, westnass or ostscent, rather strongly to less(f39, allin humours out of turn, jusse as they rose and sprungen??ºf10)
— Out of all jokes it did. Pipep! Icecold. Brr na brr, ny prr! Lieto galumphantes!
— Stll cllng(f39!?f10) Nmr(f39!?ºf10) Peace, Pacific! Do you happen to recollect whether Muna, that highlucky nackt, was shining at all(f39!?ºf10)
— Sure she was, my midday darling! And not one but a pair of pritty geallachers.
— Quando? Quonda? Go datey!
— Latearly! Latearly! Latearly! Latearly!
— That was latterlig certainly. And was there frostwork about (f39and airsighs and hellstohns and flammballs and vodashoutsf10) and thick weather (f39and hicef10), soon calid, soon frozen, (f39and hicef10) (f39cold on warm but moistly dry,ºf10) and a boatshaped blanket of bruma (f39airsighs and hellstohns and flammballs and vodashoutsf10) and everything to please everybody?
— Hail many fell of greats! Horey morey smother of fog! There was, so plays your (f39ahrtides Ahrtidesºf10). Absolutely boiled. Obsoletely cowled. (f39Cold on warm but moistly dry.º All the in humours out of turn,º jusse as they rosef10) (f39and sprungen.ºf10) 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?
— (f39Catchecatche Catche catcheºf10) and couchamed(f39!.ºf10)
— From Miss Somer's nice dream back to Mad Winthrop's delugium stramens. One expects that kind of (f39rimey rimyºf10) feeling in the sire season?
— One certainly does. Desire, for hire, would tire a shire, phone, phunkel(f39,ºf10) or wire. And mares.
— Of whitecaps any?
— Foamflakes flockfuyant from Foxrock to Finglas.
— 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.
— This common or garden is now in (f39stilller stillerºf10) realithy the starey sphere of an oleotorium for broken pottery and ancient vegetables?
— Simply awful the dirt. An evernasty ashtray.
— I see. Now do you know the wellknown (f39kikkinmidden kikkenmiddenºf10) where the illassorted first couple first met with each other? The place where
(f39Ealdermann Ealdarmannf10) Fanagan? The time when Junkermenn Funagin?
— Deed then I do(f39,.ºf10) W.K.
— In Fingal too they met at Littlepeace aneath the bidetree, Yellowhouse of Snugsborough, Westreeve-Astagob and Slutsend with (f39Stockins Stockensºf10) of Winning's Folly (f39merryfalls Merryfallsºf10), all of a two, skidoo and skephumble?
— Godamedy, you're a delville of a tolkar!
— Is it a place fairly exspoused to the four last winds?
— Well, I faithly sincerely believe so indeed(f39,ºf10) if all what I hope to charity is half true.
— 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.
— And what (f39sigeth sighethºf10) Woodin Warneung thereof?
— Trickspissers vill be pairsecluded.
— There used to be a tree (f39thereºf10) 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 reignladen history of Wilds. Browne's Thesaurus
Plantarum(f39,ºf10) from Nolan's, The Prittlewell Press, has nothing alike it. For we are fed of its forest, clad in its wood,
(f39burqued barquedºf10) by its
bark and our lecture is its leave. The (f39cram crannf10), the (f39cram crannf10), the king of all (f39crams. cranns.ºf10) Squiremade and damesman of plantagenets, high and holy(f39.!ºf10)
— Now, no hiding your wren under a bushle(f39.!ºf10) What was it doing there, for instance?
— Standing foreninst us.
— In Summerian sunshine?
— 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 I told you. Solve it!
— Remounting aliftle towards the ouragan of spaces(f39.,f10) (f39Just
justºf10) how grand in cardinal rounders is this preeminent giant, (f39sir
Sirºf10) Arber? Your bard's highview, avis on valley! I would like to hear you burble to us in strict conclave, purpurando, and without too much italiote
interfairance(f39,ºf10) what you know in petto about our sovereign beingstalk,
(f39Tonans Tomazeus Tonans Tomazeusºf10). O dite!
— Corcor Andy, (f39Udi, Udite! udite, udite!ºf10) Your Ominence, Your Imminence and delicted
(f39fraternitrees fraternitreef10)! There's (f39tuodore
Tuodoreºf10) 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
boleºf10) and crossbones strewing its holy floor and (f39culprines
culprinseºf10) of Erasmus Smith's burstall boys with their underhand leadpencils climbing to her crotch for the origin of spices and charlotte darlings with (f39silk
blue silkblueºf10) askmes chattering in dissent to them, gibbonses and gobbenses, guelfing and
ghiberring(f39,ºf10) proferring praydews to their anatolies and blighting (f39findblasts
fiendblastsºf10) on their catastripes and the (f39killmaimthem
Killmaimthemºf10) pensioners chucking overthrown milestones up to her to fall her cranberries and her pommes annettes for their unnatural refection and handpainted hoydens plucking husbands
(f39of offºf10) him 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, hermits of the desert barking their infernal shins over her triliteral roots and his acorns and (f39pinecorns pineconesºf10) shooting wide (f39onºf10) all sides out of him, plantitude outsends of plenty to thousands, after the truants of the utmostfear and her downslyder in that snakedst-tu-naughsy whimmering woman't seeleib such a fashionaping sathinous dress out of that exquisitive creation and her leaves, my darling dearest, sinsinsinning since the night of time and each and all of their branches meeting and shaking twisty hands all over again in their new world through the germination of its gemination from Ond's outset till Odd's end. And encircle him circuly. Evovae!
— Is it so exaltated, eximious, extraoldandairy and excelssiorising?
— Amengst menlike trees walking or trees like angels weeping nobirdy aviar soar anywing to eagle it! But rocked of agues, cliffed for aye!
— Telleth that eke the treeth?
— Mushe(f39,ºf10) mushe of a mixness.
— A shrub of libertine, indeed! But that steyne of law indead what stiles its neming?
— Tod, tod, too hard parted!
— I've got that now, (f39Dr Melamanessy Dr Melomedicusºf10). 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(f39,ºf10) I mean(f39?.ºf10) Let's hear what science has to say, pundit-the-next-best-king. Splanck!
— It reminds of the weeping of the daughters?
— And remounts to the sense arrest.
— The wittold, the frausch and the dibble! How this looseaffair brimsts of fussforus! And was this treemanangel on his soredbohmend because Knockout, the (f39knickknaver knickknamerºf10), knacked him in the (f39knechtschaft knecktshaftºf10)?
— Well, 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, doing the midhill of the park, flattering his bitter hoolft with (f39her hisºf10) conconundrums. He would let us have the three barrels. Such was a bitte too thikke for the (f39Muster Masterºf10) 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 (f39flatch flatschºf10) down off (f39offºf10) that erection and be aslimed of himself for the bellance of hissch leif.
— Oh Finlay's coldpalled!
— Ahday's begatem!
— Were you there, eh (f39Hehr Jerhºf10)? Were you there when they lagged um through the (f39coombe Coombeºf10)?
— Wo wo! Who who! Psalmtimes it grauws on me to ramble, ramble, ramble.
— Woe! Woe! So that was how he became the foerst of our treefellers?
— Yesche(f39,ºf10) and, in the absence of any (f39soberiquiet soberiquietsºf10), the (f39fanest fairstºf10) of our (f39truefalluses. truephalluses,ºf10) (f39Bapsbaps Bapobapoºf10) Bomslinger!
— How near do you feel to this capocapo (f39off10) (f39promontory sir? promontoryism?ºf10)
— There do be days of dry coldness between us when he does be like a (f39lidging lodgingf10) house far far astray and there do be nights of (f39wet windwhistling wetwindwhistlingºf10) when he does be making me onions woup all kinds of ways.
— Now you are mehrer the murk, Lansdowne Road. She's threwed her pippin's thereabouts and they've cropped up tooth (f39oneydge on eydgeºf10) with hates to leaven this socried isle. Now, thornyborn, follow the spotlight, please! Concerning a boy. Are you acquainted with a pagany(f39,ºf10) vicariously known as Toucher (f39‘Thom’ “Thom”ºf10) who is(f39.?ºf10) I suggest (f39Finoglam Finolanºf10) as his habitat. Consider yourself on the stand now and watch your words, take my advice. Let your motto be: Inter nubila numbum.
— Never you mind about my mother or her hopitout. I consider(f39,f10) if I did, 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 (f39messuages messagesºf10) and has more dirt on him
than an old dog has fleas, kicking stones and knocking
snow off walls. Have you ever heard of this old boy “Thom” or “Thim” of the fishy stare who belongs to Kimmage, a crofting district, and is not all there, and is all the more (f39toºf10) himself since he is not so, being most of his time down at the Green Man where he steals, pawns,
belches and is a curse, drinking gaily two hours after closing time, with the coat on him skinside out against rapparitions, with his socks outsewed his springsides, clapping his hands in a feeble sort of way and systematically mixing with the public going for groceries, slapping greats and littlegets soundly with his cattegut belts, flapping baresides and waltzywembling about in his (f39accountrements accoutrementsºf10) always in font of the tubbernuckles, like a longarmed lugh, when he would be finished with his tea? (f39Crazy, isn't that?ºf10)
— Is it that fellow? As mad as the brambles he is. Touch him. With the lawyers sticking to his trewsershins and the swatmenotting on the basque of his beret. He has kissed me more than once, I am sorry to say(f39,ºf10) and if I did commit gladrolleries may the loone forgive it(f39.!ºf10) O wait till I tell you!
— We are not going yet.
— And look here! Here's(f39, my dear,ºf10) what he done, as snooks as I am saying so(f39, my dearf10)!
— Get out, you dirt! (f39A strangely striking |shpart of speechsh| for |shthe hottest worked wordsh| of ur sprogue.ºf10) You're not! Unhindered and odd times? Mere thumbshow? Lately?
— How do I know? (f39Such Searchºf10) my billet. Buy a barrack pass. Ask the horneys. Tell the robbers.
— You are alluding to the picking pockets in Lower O'Connell Street?
— I am illuding to the Pekin packet but I am eluding from Laura Connor's treat.
— (f39A strangely striking |shpertº of
speechsh| for |shthe hottest worked wordsh| of ur
sprogue.ºf10) Now, just wash and brush up your memoirias a little bit. So I find, referring to the pater of the present man, an erely demented (f39brick thrower,
brickthrower,ºf10) I am wondering to myself in my mind, qua our arc of the covenant, was Toucher, a methodist, whose name, as others say, is not really
(f39‘Thom’ “Thom”ºf10), was this salt son of a century from Boaterstown, Shivering William, the sealiest old forker ever hawked crannock,
(f39|shafter his teeth were shaken out of their suckets by
the wrang dog,sh|f10) who is always with him at the Big Elm
and the Arch(f39,f10) (f39|shafter his teeth were shaken out of their suckets by the wrang dog,sh|ºf10) for having 5 pints 73 of none Eryen blood in him(f39,ºf10) abaft the seam level, the scatterling, (f39was heºf10) wearing his cowbeamer and false clothes of a brewer's grains pattern with back buckons with his motto on, Yule Remember, ostensibly for that (f39occasiononly occasion onlyºf10) of the (f39twelfth day Twelfth Dayºf10) Pax and Quantum wedding, I'm wondering.
— I bet you are. Well, he was wandering, (f39|shyou bet,sh| whatever was his matter, give him his due,ºf10) in his mind too, (f39|shyou bet,sh|ºf10) (f39give him his due, whatever was his matter,ºf10) for I am sorry to have to tell you, hullo and evoe, they were coming down from off him.
— How culious an epiphany!
(f39⇑—ºf10) Hodie casus (f39esobhrakonton? esobhrakonton?ºf10)
— It looked very like it.
— Needer knows necess and neither garments. Man is minded of (f39thef10) Meagher, (f39wat
whatf10)? (f39Wooly? Woollyºf10) Walty?
— Ay, another good button gone wrong.
— Blondman's blaff! Like a skib leaked lintel the arbour leidend with(f39......f10)?
— Pamelas, peggylees, pollywollies, questuants, quaintaquilties, quickamerries.
— (f39And,f10) (f39Concaving concavingºf10) now convexly to the semidemihemispheres (f39andf10), from the female angle, music minnestirring, were the subligate sisters, P(f39.ºf10) and (f39Q. ꟼf10), Clopatrick's cherierapest, mutatis mutandis, in pretty much the same pickle, the peach of all piedom, the quest of all quicks?
— Peequeen ourselves, the prettiest (f39pickles picklingºf10) of unmatchemable mute antes I ever bopeeped at, seesaw shallshee, since the town (f39gof10) went gonning on Pranksome Quaine.
— Silks apeel and sulks alusty?
— Boy and giddle, gape and bore.
— I hear these two goddesses are liable to sue him?
— Well, I hope the two Collinses don't leg a bail to shoot him.
— Both were white in black arpists at cloever (f39spilling spillinºf10), knickt?
— Gels bach, (f39I, languised, I languishedºf10) liszted. Etoudies for the right hand.
— Were they now? And were they watching you as watcher as well?
— Where do you get that wash? This representation does not accord with my experience. They were watching the watched watching. Vechers all.
— Good. Hold that watching brief and keep this witching longuer. Now, retouching friend Tomsky, the enemy, did you gather much from what he let drop? We are sitting here for that.
— I was rooshian mad, no lie. About his shapeless hat.
— I suspect you must have been.
— You are making your thunderous mistake. 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.
— Would you blame him (f39anyºf10) 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.
— I put it to you that this was solely in his sunflower state and that his haliodraping (f39het hatºf10) was why maids all sighed for him, ventured and vied for him. Hm?
— After Putawayo, Kansas, Liburnum and New Aimstirdames, it (f39wouldn't would notºf10) surprise me in the very least.
— 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. Reform in mine size his deformation. (f39Tiffpuff Piffpuffºf10) up my nostril, would you(f39, andºf10) puff the earthworm outer my ear(f39.?ºf10)
— He could (f39claud cloudsºf10) boose his eyes to the birth of his garce, he could lump all his lot through the half of her play, but he jest
couldn't laugh through the whole of her farce becorpse he warn't billed that way. So he outandouts his volimetangere and has a lightning consultation and he downadowns his pantoloogions and made a piece of first perpersonal puetry that staystale remains to be. Cleaned.
— Booms of bombs and heavy (f39rethudders rethundersºf10)?
— This aim to you!
— The tail (f39as you tell itf10), so mastrodantic, (f39as you tell itºf10) nearly takes your own mummouth's breath away. Your (f39troppers tropersºf10) are so unrelieved because his troopers were in difficulties. Still(f39,ºf10) let stultitiam done in veino condone ineptias made of veritues. How many were married (f39on amidºf10) that top of all strapping mornings, after the midnight (f39turkay turkeyºf10) drive, my good (f39watcher |shdogwatchersh|ºf10)?
— Puppaps. That'd be telling. With a hoh frohim and (f39aºf10) heh fraher. But, as (f39regards to Tammy regarbs Tummyºf10) Thornycraft, (f39Idefyne I defyneºf10) the lawn mare and the laney moweress and all the prentisses of wildes to massage him.
— Now from Gunner (f39Shotland Shothandºf10) to Guinness Scenography. Come to the ballay at the Tailors' 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 Barrel, was thomistically drunk, two by two, lairking (f39o' tootlers o'tootlersºf10) with (f39tombours tamboursºf10) a'beggars, the blog and turfs and the brandywine bankrompers, trou Normend fashion, I have been told, down to the bank lean clorks? Some nasty blunt clubs were being operated after the tradition of a wellesleyan bottle riot act and (f39there was |sha fall following a pushsh| andºf10) a few plates were being shied about and tumblers bearing traces of fresh porter rolling around, independent of that, for the ehren of Fyn's Insul, and then followed that wapping breakfast at the Heaven and Covenant, with Rodey (f39O'echolowing O' echolowingºf10) how his breadcost on the voters would be a comeback for e'er a one, like the depredations of Scandalknivery, in and on usedtowobble sloops off cloasts, eh? Would that be a talltale too? This was the grandsire Orther. This was his innwhite horse. Sip?
— Well, naturally he was, louties (f39also asloºf10) genderymen. Being Kerssfesstiydt. They came from all lands beyond the wave for songs of Inishfeel.
Whiskway and mortem! No puseyporcious either, invitem kappines all round. But the
right reverend priest, Mr Hopsinbond, and the reverent bride eleft, Frizzy Fraufrau, were sober enough. I think they were sober.
— I think you're widdershins there about the right reverence. Magraw for the Northwhiggern cupteam was (f39wedding wedding'sºf10) beastman, papers before us carry. You saw him hurriedly, or did you(f39,ºf10) if (f39thatseme's that seme'sºf10) not irrelevant? With Slater's hammer(f39,ºf10) perhaps? Or he was in serge?
— I horridly did. On the stroke of the dozen. I'm sure I'm wrong but I heard the irreverend Mr Magraw, in search of a stammer, kuckkuck kicking the bedding out of the old sexton, (f39Redf10) (f39red-Fox Good-man Fox-Goodman,ºf10) around the sacristy, till they were bullbeadle black and bufeteer blue, while I and Flood and the other men, jazzlike brollies and sesuos, was gickling his missus to gackles in the hall, the divileen(f39,f10) (she's a lamp in her throth)(f39,ºf10) with her cygncygn leckle and her twelve pound lach.
— A loyal wifish woman cacchinic wheepingcaugh! While (f39she laylylaw shelaylylawºf10) was all their rage. But you did establish personal contact? 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 I've a big suggestion it was about the pint of porter.
— You are a suckersome! But this all, as (f39airs avisºf10) said to oska, was only that childbearer might blogas well sidesplit? Where letties hereditate a dark mien swart hairy?
— Only. 'Twas womans' too woman with mans' throw man.
— Bully burley yet hardly hurley. The saloon bulkhead, did you say, or the tweendecks?
— Between drinks, I deeply painfully repeat it.
— Was she wearing shubladey's tiroirs in humour of her hubbishobbis, Massa's star stellar?
— Mrs (f39Tan-Taylour Tarr-Taylourºf10)? Just a floating panel, secretairslidingdraws, a budge of klees on her (f39schalter schaltherºf10), a siderbrass sehdass on her (f39anulas findring anular fingringºf10) and forty (f39crocelips croeclipsºf10) in her curlingthongues.
— So this was the dope that (f39woolied woolliedºf10) the cad that kinked the ruck that noised the rape that tried the sap that hugged the mort?
— That legged in the hoax that (f39joke Jokeºf10) bilked.
— The jest of junk the jungular?
— Jacked up in a jock the wrapper.
— 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, like an allmanox(f39,ºf10) in his shirt and stickup, brustall
to the bear, the Megalomagellan of our winevatswaterway, squeezing the life out of the liffey.
— Crestofer Carambas! Such is zodisfaction. You (f39punk pinkºf10) me! He came, he kished, he conquered. Vulturuvarnar! The must of his (f39glancefull glanzfullºf10) coaxing the beam in her eye? That musked bell of this masked ball! Annabella, Lovabella, Pullabella, yep?
— Yup! Titentung Tollertone in S. Sabina's. Aye aye, she was lithe and pleasable. Wilt thou the lee? Wilt thou the hee? Wilt thou the hussif?
— The quicker the deef the (f39safter softerºf10) the (f39sapstaff sapstufff10), but the main the mightier the (f39stricker stricterºf10) the strait. To the vast go the game! It is the circumconversioning of antelithual paganelles by a huggerknut cramwell energuman, or the caecodedition of an absquelitteris puttagonnianne to the (f39herreraism herreroismºf10) of a cabotinesque exploser?
— I believe you. Taiptope(f39.ºf10) (f39reelly Reellyºf10), O reelly!
— Nautaey, nautaey, 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. So 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 (f39gingering gingerineºf10) mouth like a Dublin bar in the moarning.
— Primus auriforasti me.
— The park is gracer than the hole, says she, but (f39shekleton's shekelton'sºf10) my fortune?
— Eversought of being artained? You've soft a say with ye, Flatter O'Ford, that, honey, I hurdley chew you.
— Is that answers?
— It am(f39,ºf10) queery!
— The house was Toot and Come-Inn by the bridge called (f39afterf10) Tiltass, but are you solarly
(f39andºf10) salemly sure, beyond the shatter of the canicular year? Nascitur ordo seculi (f39numfit.
— Siriusly and selenely sure behind the shutter. Securius indicat umbris tellurem.
— Date as? Your time of immersion? We are still in drought of …?
— Amnis Dominae, Marcus of Corrig. A laughin hunter and Purty Sue.
— And 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 choreopiscopally like an easter sun round the colander, the (f39vice Vicef10)! Taranta boontoday! You should pree him prance the polcat, you (f39whould shouldf10) (f39sniff whiffºf10) him wops around, you should hear his piedigrotts schraying as his skimpies skirp a …
— Crashedafar Corumbas! A Czardanser indeed! Dervilish glad too. Ortovito
semi ricordo. The pantaglionic affection through his blood like a bad influenza in a leap at bounding point?
— Out of Prisky Poppagenua, the palsied old priamite, home from Edwin Hamilton's Christmas pantaloonade, Oropos Roxy and Pantharhea(f39,ºf10) at the Gaiety, trippudiating round the aria, with his fiftytwo heirs of age! They may reel at his likes but it's Noeh Bonum's shin do.
— And whit what was Lillabil Issabil(f39,f10) maideve, maid(f39,ºf10) at?
— Trists and thranes and trinies and traines.
— A (f39take back takebackºf10) to the virgin page, darm it!
— Ay, graunt ye.
— The quobus quartet were there too, if I mistake not, as a sideline but, pace the contempt of senate, well to the fore, in an (f39amenessy
amnessyºf10) meeting, metandmorefussed to decide whereagainwhen to meet themselves, flopsome and jerksome, lubber and deliric, drinking unsteadily 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?
— (f39You've said it!ºf10) They were simple scandalmongers, that familiar, and all! Normand, Desmond, Osmund and Kenneth. Making mejical history all over the show!
— In sum, some hum? And other marrage feats?
— All our (f39stakes statuesºf10) they were astumbling round the (f39ranky raukyºf10) roars assumbling when Big Arthur flugged the field at Annie's courting.
— Suddenly some wellfired clay was cast out through the (f39schappsteckers schaapsteckersºf10) of hoy's house?
— Schottenly there was a hellfire club kicked out through the wasistas of Thereswhere.
— Like Heavystost's envil catacalamitumbling. Three days three times into the Vulcuum?
— Or (f39Noe et Ecclesiastes, nonne Noe et Ecclesiastes, nonneºf10)?
— Ninny, there is no hay in Eccles's hostel.
— Yet an I saw a sign of him, if you could scrape out his acquinntence(f39?.ºf10) Name or redress him and we'll call it a night!
— .i..'. .o..l.
— You are sure it was not a shuler's shakeup or a plighter's palming or a winker's wake etcaetera etcaeterorum you were at?
— Mayhap. Hora pro Nubis, Thundersday, at A Little Bit Of Heaven, Howth, the wife of Deimetuus (D'amn), Earl Adam Fitzadam, of a Tartar
(Birtha) or Sackville-Lawry and Morland-West, at the Auspice for the Living(f39,ºf10) Bonnybrook, by the river(f39,ºf10) and A. Briggs Carlisle, guardian of the birdsmaids and deputiliser for groom. Pontifical mess. Or (soddenly) Schott, furtivfired by the riots. No flies. Agreest?
— Mayhem. Also loans through the post. With or without security. Everywhere. Any amount. Mofsovitz, swampstakers, purely providential.
— Flood's. The pinkman, the squeeze, the pint with the kick. Gaa. And then the punch to Gaelicise it. Fox. The lady with the lamp. The boy in the barleybag. 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, (f39goodman Goodmanºf10) (f39rued Ruedºf10) (f39fox Foxºf10), say anything important? Clam or cram, spick or spat?
— No more than Richman's periwhelker.
— Nnn ttt wrd?
— Dmn ttt thg.
— A gael galled by scheme of scorn? Nock?
— Sangnifying nothing. Mock!
— Fortitudo eius rhodammum tenuit?
— Five maim! Or something very similar.
— I should like to euphonise that. It sounds an isochronism(f39. Secret, secretºf10) speech Hazelton and obviously disemvowelled. But it is good laylaw too. We may take those wellmeant kicks for free granted, though ultra vires, void and, in fact, unnecessarily so. Happily you were not quite so successful in the process verbal whereby you would sublimate your blepharospasmockical suppressions, it seems?
— What was that? First I heard about it.
— Were you or were you not? Ask yourself the answer(f39,.ºf10) I'm not giving you a short question.
(f39— Quite so.ºf10)
(f39—f10) Now, not to mix up, cast your eyes around Capel Court. I want you, witness of this epic struggle, as yours so mine, to reconstruct for us(f39,ºf10) as briefly as you can, inexactly the same as a mind's eye view, how these funeral games, which have been poring over us through homer's kerryer pidgeons, massacreedoed as the holiname rally round(f39,ºf10) took place.
— Which? Sure I told you that afoul. I was drunk all lost life.
— Well, tell it to me befair, the whole plan of campaign, in that bamboozelem mincethrill voice of yours. Let's have it, christie! The Dublin own, the thrice familiar.
— Ah, sure, I eyewitless foggus. 'Tis all (f39around roundºf10) me bebattersbid hat.
— Ah, go on now, Masta Bones, a gig for a gag, with your (f39impendements impendimentsºf10) and your perroqtriques! Blank memory of hatless darky in
blued suit. You were ever the gentle poet, dove from Haywarden. Pitcher cup, patcher cap, pratey man(f39?!ºf10) Be nice about it, Bones Minor! Look chairful! Come,
delicacy! Go to the end,
thou (f39slackerd slackardºf10)! Once upon a grass and a hopping high grass it was.
— Faith, then, Meesta Cheeryman, first he come up, a gag as a gig, (f39badgeler's Badgeler'sºf10) rake to the town's major from the wesz, MacSmashall Swingy of the Cattelaxes, got up regardless, with a cock on the Kildare side of his (f39Tattersull Tattersallf10), in his riddlesneek's ragamufflers and the horrid contrivance as seen above, whisklyng into a bone tolerably delicately(f39,ºf10) the Wearing of the Blue(f39,f10) and (f39taking off his |shplushkwadded bugsbysh| |shin his perusual flea and loisy mannersh|, |shsaying good mrowkas to weevilybollysh| andºf10) dragging his feet in the usual course and was ever so terribly naas, really, (f39taking off his |shplushkwadded bugsbysh| |shin his perusual flea and loisy mannersh|, |shsaying good mrowkas to weevilybollysh| andºf10) telling him clean his nagles(f39, |shMilessh|,ºf10) and (f39fex foxºf10) himself up, (f39|shMilessh|, Cogan,ºf10) and so on and so fort(f39,ºf10) and to take the coocoomb to his grizzlies and who done that foxy freak on his bear's hairs like fire bursting out of the Ump pyre and(f39,ºf10) 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 (f39thritytwo thirtytwof10) seconds with his pocket browning, like I said, wann swanns wann, this is my awethorrorty, he kept forecursing (f39hascupth's Hasculph,f10) foul Fanden, (f39Cogan, and ravinºf10) for (f39theºf10) (f39coaccoackey the key coacoackeyºf10) of John Dunn's field fore it (f39was warºf10) for sent and the way Montague was robbed and wolfling to know all what went off and who burned the hay, perchance (f39wilt thoult thou'lltºf10) say, before he'd kill all the (f39kanes Kanes,ºf10) and the price of Patsch Purcell's faketotem, which the man, his plantagonist(f39,f10) up from the bog of the depths(f39,ºf10) who was raging with the thirst of the sacred sponge and who, as a mashter of pasht, so far as him was concerned, was only standing there nonplush to the corner of Turbot Street, perplexing about a paumpshop and pupparing to spit, wanting to know whelp the henconvention's compuss memphis he wanted with him(f39,ºf10) (f39new knewºf10) nothing about.
— A sarsencruxer, (f39moor and burgess medleyf10) like the Nap O'Farrell Patter Tandy (f39moor and burgess medley
|shoffensive-defensivesh|ºf10)? In other
words, was that how in the annusual curse of things, as complement to compliment(f39,f10)
though(f39,ºf10) after a manner of men which I must and will say seems extraordinary, their celicolar subtler angelic warfare or photoplay
(f39finister finisterrºf10) started?
— Truly. That I may never!
— Did one scum (f39thenf10) in the auradrama, the deff, after some clever play in the mud,
(f39thenºf10) mention (f39sleeplyºf10) to the other undesirable,
a dumm, during diverse (f39intentional intertidalºf10) instants(f39,
thatf10) upon the resume after the angerus, (f39how thatºf10) for his deal he was a pigheaded Swede and to
wend himself to a (f39medicis medicinsºf10)?
— To be sore he did, the huggornut! Only it was turniphudded dunce, I beg your pardon, and he would jokes bowlderblow the (f39betholder beltholderf10) with his black masket off the bawling (f39green Greenºf10).
— Sublime was the warning!
— The (f39author aurthorºf10), in fact, was (f39mardred mordredºf10).
— Did he, the first spikesman, do anything to him, the last spokesman, when, after heaving some more smutt and chaff between them, they rolled togutter into the ditch together? Black Pig's Dyke?
— No, he had his teeth in the back of his head.
— Did Box then try to shine his puss?
— No(f39,ºf10) but Cox did to shin the punman.
— The worsted crying that if never he looked on (f39Lordf10) (f39Leaverholma's Leverhulme'sºf10) again and the bester huing that he might ever save sunlife?
— (f39Trulytruly Truly.ºf10) Asbestos he ever. And sowasso I never.
— That forte (f39carlysle Carlysleºf10) touch breaking the (f39campdens Campden'sºf10) pianoback.
— Are you of my meaning that would be going on to about half noon(f39,f10) click o'clock, pip emma, Grinwicker time, by your querqcut quadrant?
— You will be asking me and I wish to (f39higgins Higginsºf10) you wouldn't. Would it?
— Let it be twelve thirty after a (f39somersautch somerswatchf10) of the tardest(f39!?ºf10)
— And it was eleven thirsty too befour in (f39aºf10) (f39soandsuch sowandsuchf10), reloy on it!
— Tick up on time. (f39Howday How dayºf10) you doom? That rising day sinks rosing in a night of nine (f39week's weeks'ºf10) wonder.
— (f39Amties, marcy Amities, mercyºf10) buckup! The (f39uneven uneventhºf10) day of the unleventh month of the unevented year. At mart in mass.
— A triduum before Our Larry's own day. By which of your chronos, my man of four watches(f39,?f10)
(f39larboard Larboardºf10), starboard,
dog(f39,ºf10) or (f39dath
— Dunsink, rugby, ballast(f39,ºf10) and ball. You can imagine(f39.!ºf10)
— Language this allsfare for the loathe of (f39Marses Mausesºf10) ambiviolent about it. 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, near (f39the Theºf10) Ruins, Drogheda Street, 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(f39.!ºf10) With my tongue through my toecap on the headlong stone of kismet if so 'tis the will of Whose B. Dunn.
— (f39Weepin Weepingºf10) Lorcans! They must have put in some wonderful work, ecad, on the quiet like, during this arms' parley, (f39meatierities meatieritesºf10) forces (f39vegateareans vegateariansºf10). Dost thou not think so?
— The (f39illegallooking illegal-lookingºf10) range or fender, alias turfing iron, a product of Hostages and Co, Engineers, changed feet several times as briars revalvered during the weaponswap? Piff?
— Puff! Excuse yourself. It was an ersatz lottheringcan.
— They did not know the war was over and were only berebelling or bereppelling one another by chance or necessity with sham bottles, mere and woiney, (f39as betwinst Picturshirts and Scutticules,ºf10) like their caractacurs in an Irish Ruman(f39,º as betwinst Picturshirts and Scutticules,ºf10) to (f39sorowbrate sorrowbrateºf10) the expeltsion of the Danos? What sayest thou, scusascmerul?
— That's all. For he was heavily upright man(f39,.ºf10) Limba romena in Bucclis tucsada. Farcing gutterish.
— I mean the Morgans and the Dorans, in finnish(f39?.ºf10)
— I know you don't(f39, in. Inºf10) Feeney's.
— The mujic of the footure on the barbarihams of the bashed? Co Canniley?
— Da Donnuley.
— (f39|shYet this war has meed peace?sh|f10) In voina (f39viritas. Ab chaos lex, neat wehr? viritas?, neat wahr?ºf10)
— (f39O bella! O pia! O pura! Amem. O bella! O pia! O pura! Amem.ºf10)
(f39— Yet this war has meed peace?º Ab chaos lex?ºf10)
(f39—f10) Handwalled amokst us. Thanksbeer to Balbus!
— All the same you sound it (f39twould 'twouldºf10) clang
(f39houlish howlishºf10) like Hull hopen for (f39christmians
— But (f39twill 'twillºf10) cling hellish like engels opened to neuropeans, if you've sensed(f39,ºf10) whole the sum. So be vigil!
— And this pattern pootsch punnermine of concoon and proprey went on, hog and minne, a whole whake, your night after larry's night, spittinspite on Dora O'Huggins, ormonde caught butler, the artillery of the O'Hefferns answering the cavalry of the MacClouds, fortey and more fortey, a thousand and one times, according to your cock and a biddy story? (f39Lludillongi Lludi llongif10), for years and years perhaps?
— That's ri. This is his largos life, this is me timtomtum(f39,ºf10) 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.
— (f39Stadyon there!ºf10) This is not guid enough, Mr Brasslattin. Finging and tonging and winging and ponging! And all your rally and ramp and rant! Didget think I was asleep at the wheel? D'yu mean to tall grand jurors of (f39thathens Thathensºf10) of (f39tharctic Tharcticºf10) on (f39your yurºf10) oath, me lad, and ask us to believe you(f39,f10) for(f39,ºf10) all you're enduring long terms, with yur last foot foremouthst, that yur moon was shining on the tors and on the cresties and winblowing night after night, for years and years perhaps, after (f39you yuºf10) swearing to it a while back before (f39your yurºf10) Corth examiner, Markwalther, that there was reen in planty all the teem?
— Perhaps so, as you grand duly affirm, Robman Calvinic. I never thought over it, faith. I most certainly think so about it. I hope. Unless it is actionable. It would be a charity for me to think about something which I must on no caste accounts omit, if you ask to me. It was told me as an inspired statement by a friend of myself,
(f39Tarpey,f10) in reply to salute(f39, Tarpey,f10) after three o'clock mass, with forty ducks
indulgent, that some rain was promised to Mrs Lyons, the invalid(f39,ºf10) of Aunt Tarty Villa, with lots gulp and
sousers(f39,ºf10) and likewise he told me, the recusant, after telling mass, with two hundred genuflexions, at the split hour of blight when bars are keeping so sly, as
(f39wasºf10) what's follows. He
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 ejaculating about all the stairrods and the catspew swashing his earwanker and thinconvenience being locked up for months, owing to being putrenised by stragglers abusing the apparatus, and for Tarpey to pull himself into his soup and fish and to push on his borrowsaloaner and to go to the tumple like greased lining and see Father MacGregor and, be Cad, sir, he was to pipe up and saluate that clergyman and to tell his holiness the whole goat's throat about the three shillings in the confusional and to say how Mrs Lyons, the cuptosser, was the infidel who prophessised to (f39pose postºf10) three shielings Peter's pelf off her tocher from (f39paraguais and albs by the yard Paraguaisºf10) to Mr Martin Clery for Father Mathew to put up a midnight mask (f39onf10) (f39saints Saintsf10) (f39withins Withinsºf10) of a Thrushday (f39and albs by the yardºf10) for African man and to let Brown child do and to leave he Anlone and (f39forºf10) all the nuisances committed by soldats and nonbehavers and missbelovers (f39andºf10) for (f39N.D. N. D.f10) de l'Ecluse to send more heehaw hell's flutes, my prodder again! And I never brought my cads in togs blanket! Foueh!
— Angly as arrows, but you have right, my celtslinger! Nils, Mugn and Cannut. Should brothers be for awe(f39,ºf10) then?
— So let use off be octo while oil bike the bil and wheel whang till wabblin befoul you but mere and mire trullopes will knaver mate (f39a game agameºf10) on the bibby bobby burns of.
— Quatsch! What hill (f39ar areºf10) yu fluking
about(f39,f10) ye lamelookond
fyats(f39!?ºf10) I'll discipline ye! Will (f39you
yuºf10) swear or affirm the day to yur second sight noo and recant that all yu affirmed (f39and
sworeºf10) to (f39andºf10) profetised at first sight for his southerly
accent was all paddyflaherty? Will ye, ay or nay?
— Ay say aye. I affirmly swear to it that it (f39rooly roollyf10) and (f39cooly coollyºf10) boolyhooly was with my holyhagionous lips continuously poised upon the rubricated (f39annuals Annualsºf10) of (f39saint ulstar Saint Ulstarf10)(f39.!ºf10)
— That's very guid of ye, R.C(f39.f10)! Maybe yu wouldn't mind talling us, my (f39labrose
labbroseºf10) lad, how very much bright cabbage or
(f39paperming papermintºf10) comfirts d'yu draw for all yur swearin? The spanglers, kiddy?
— Rootha prootha. There you have me! Vurry nothing, O potators, I call it(f39,ºf10) for I might as well tell (f39yous Yousºf10) Essexelcy, and I am not swallowing my air, the Golden Bridge's truth. It amounts to nada in pounds or pence. Not a glass of Lucan nor as much as the (f39cost price costpriceºf10) of a highlandman's trousertree or the three crowns round your draphole (isn't it dram disgusting?) for the whole dumb plodding thing!
— Come (f39onf10) now, (f39Johnny johnnyºf10)! We weren't born yesterday. Pro tanto quid retribuamus? I ask you to say on your scotty pictail you were promised fines times with some staggerjuice or deadhorse(f39,ºf10) on strip or in larges(f39,ºf10) at the Raven and Sugarloaf, either Jones's lame or Jamesy's gait, anyhow?
— Bushmillah! Do you think for a moment? Yes, by the way. How very necessarily true! Give me fair play. When?
— At the Dove and Raven tavern, no, ah? To wit your wizzend?
— Water, water, darty water! Up Jubilee sod! Beet peat wheat treat!
— What harm wants but demands it! How would (f39you yuºf10) like to hear yur right name now, Ghazi Power, my tristy minstrel, if yur not freckened of frank comment?
— Not afrightened of Frank Annybody's gaspower or illconditioned ulcers neither.
— Your uncles(f39!?ºf10)
— Your gullet!
— Will you repeat that to me outside, leinconnmuns?
— After you've shouted a few? I will when it suits me, hulstler.
— Guid! We make fight! Three to one! Raddy?
— But no, from exemple, Emania(f39!f10) Raffaroo! What do you have? What mean you, august one? Fairplay for Finnians! I will have my humours. Sure, you would not do the cowardly thing and moll me roon? Tell Queen's
(f39road Roadºf10) I am seilling. Farewell, but whenever! Buy!
— Ef I chuse to put a bullet like yu through the grill for heckling(f39,ºf10) what business is that of yours, yu bullock?
— I don't know, sir. Don't ask me, your honour!
— Gently, gently(f39,ºf10) Northern Ire! (f39Love
Gloveºf10) that red hand! Let me once more. There are sordidly tales within tales, you clearly understand that? Now my other point. Did you know, whether by melanodactylism or purely libationally,
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, as skirts were divided on the subject, if you like it better that way? You did, you rogue, you?
— You hear things. Besides (and serially now) bushes have eyes, don't forget. Hah!
— Which moral turpitude would you select of the two, for choice, 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! It all depends on how much family silver you want for a nass-and-pair. Hah!
— What do you mean, sir, behind your hah(f39!?ºf10) You don't hah to do thah, you know, snapograph.
— Nothing, sir. Only a bone moving into place. Blotogaff. Hahah!
— Are you to have all the pleasure quizzing on me? I didn't say it aloud, sir. (f39I have It wasºf10) something inside of me talking to myself.
— You're a nice (f39third degree third-degreeºf10) witness, faith! But this is no laughing matter. 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 (f39catheis cathexisºf10) of empathy between narcissism of the (f39expert exvertºf10) and steatopygic invertedness. Get yourself (f39psychoanolised psychoanalysedºf10)!
— O, begor, I want no expert (f39nursis nurse'sºf10) symaphy from yours broons quadroons and I can
(f39psoakoonaloose psoako-onalooseºf10) myself any time I want (the fog follow you all!) without your interferences or any other pigeonstealer.
— (f39Sample! Sample! 'Sample! 'Sample!ºf10)
— Have you (f39ever evewºf10) weflected, wepowtew, that the evil(f39,ºf10) what though it was willed(f39,ºf10) might nevewtheless lead somehow on to good towawd the genewality?
— A 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, may have been (one is reluctant to use the passive voiced)(f39,f10) may be been as much sinned against as sinning, for if we look at it verbally perhaps there is no true noun in active nature where every bally being (f39— (f10) please read this mufto (f39—)ºf10) is becoming in its owntown eyeballs(f39.?ºf10) Now(f39,ºf10) the long form and the strong form and reform alltogether!
— Hotchkiss Culthur's Everready, (f39one ownºf10) brother to
(f39neverreached Neverreachedºf10), well over countless hands, sieur of many winners and losers, groomed by S. Samson and
(f39son Sonºf10), bred by (f39dilalahs
Dilalahsºf10), will stand at Bay (Dublin) from (f39nun núnf10) till
(f39dan dánºf10) and vites inversion and at Miss or
(f39Mrs's Mrsºf10) MacMannigan's Yard.
— Perhaps you can explain, sagobean? The Mod needs a rebus.
— Pro general continuation and in particular explication to your singular interrogation our asseveralation. (f39Ladiegent Ladiesgentºf10), pals will
smile but me and Frisky Shorty, my inmate friend, as is uncommon struck on poplar poetry, and a few fleabesides round at West Pauper Bosquet(f39,ºf10) was
(f39|shhaving a wee chatty with our hosty in his comfy
establysh|,ºf10) glad to be back again with the chaps and just arguing friendlylike at the Doddercan Easehouse
(f39|shhaving a wee chatty with our hosty in his comfy
establysh|f10) over the old
(f39middlesexºf10) party and his moral turps, meaning flu, pock, pox and mizzles, grip, gripe, gleet and sprue, caries, rabies,
(f39numps mumpsºf10) and dumps. What me and Frisky in our concensus and the whole double gigscrew of
(f39suscribers subscribersºf10), (f39notto
not toºf10) say the burman, having successfully concluded our tour of bibel, wants to know is thisahere. Supposing, for an ethical fict, him, which the findings showed, to have taken his epscene licence before the
(f39norsect's Norsect'sºf10) divisional respectively as regards them male
(f39Middlesexºf10) privates and or concomitantly with all common or neuter respects to them
public (f39exess Exsessºf10) females, whereas allbeit really sweet fillies, as was very properly held by the metropolitan in connection with this regrettable nuisance, touching arbitrary conduct, 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 Shorty have approached a reverend (f39gentlman gentlemanºf10) of the name of Mr Coppinger with reference to a piece of fire fittings as was most obliging, 'pon my sam, in this matter of his explanations(f39,f10) affirmative, negative and limitative, given to me and Shorty, touching what the good book says of toooldaisymen, concerning the merits of early bisectualism, besides him citing from approved lectionary example given by a valued friend of the name of Mr J. P. Cockshott, reticent of England, as owns a pretty maisonette, Quis ut Deus, fronting on to the Soussex Bluffs as was telling us categoric how Mr Cockshott, as he had his assignation with, present holder by deedpoll and indenture of the swearing belt, he tells him hypothetic, the reverend Mr Coppinger, (f39as howº hef10) (f39hereckons reckonsºf10) himself disjunctively with his (f39windwarrd windwardºf10) eye up to a dozen miles of a cunifarm school of herring(f39,ºf10) passing themselves (f39supernatently supernatantlyºf10) by the Bloater Naze from twelve and them (f39mayridinghim mayriding himºf10) 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, reverend, he says, summat problematical, by yon socialist sun, gut me, but them errings was as gladful as Wissixy kippers could (f39wellºf10) 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,
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, as sure as my briam eggs is on cockshot under noose, all them little (f39upandown dippies upanddowndippiesºf10) they was all of a libidous (f39pickpuckparty pickpuckpertyºf10) and raid on a wriggolo finsky doodah in testimonials to their early bisectualism. Such, he says,
is how the reverend Coppinger(f39, hef10) visualises the hidebound homelies of creed crux ethics. 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. Tolloll, schools!
— Tallhell and Barbados (f39wi wi'ºf10) ye and (f39your yerºf10) Errian coprulation! Pelagiarist! Remonstrant Montgomeryite! Short lives to your relatives! Y'are (f39absexed obsexedf10), so y'are, with (f39mackerglosia macroglosiaºf10) and (f39mickroocyphyllicks. mickroocyphyllicks!ºf10)
(f39— Lalia Lelia Lilia Lulia and lively lovely Lola Montez.ºf10)
— Wait now, (f39leixlip. Leixlip!ºf10) I scent eggoarchicism. I will take you to task. I don't follow you that far in your otherwise accurate account. Was it esox lucius (f39nowºf10) or salmo (f39ferax? ferax?ºf10) You are taxing us into the driven future, are you not, with this ruttymaid fishery(f39.?ºf10)
(f39⇑—f10) (f39Lalia Lelia Lilia Lulia and lively lovely Lola Montez.f10)
— Gubbernathor! That they say is a fenian on the secret. Named Parasol Irelly. Spawning ova and fry like a marrye monach all amanygoround 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! A dondhering vesh vish, Magnam Carpam, es hit neat zoo?
— There's an old psalmsobbing lax salmoner fogeyboren Herrin (f39Plundehowse. Plundehowseºf10)
(f39⇒ºf10) Who went floundering with his boatloads of spermin spunk (f39about. aboutºf10)
(f39⇒ºf10) Leaping freck after every long tom and wet (f39lissy lizzyf10) between Howth and Humbermouth.
(f39⇒ºf10) Our Human Conger Eel!
— Hep! I can see him in the fishnoo! Up (f39wi'yer wi' yerºf10) whippy(f39.!ºf10) Hold that lad! Play him, (f39Markandeyn Markandeyaºf10)! Bullhead!
— Pull you, sir! Olive quill does it. (f39Longeal Longeelºf10) of Malin, he'll 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, Romunculus Remus, plying the rape, so as now any bompriss's bound to get up her if he pool her leg and bunk on her butt(f39.?ºf10)
(f39—f10) No, he skid like a skate and berthed on her byrnie and never a fear but they'll
land him yet, (f39slitheryscales Slitheryscalesºf10) on liffeybank, times and times and (f39halve a halff10) a time with a pillow of sand to polster him.
— Do you say they will?
— I bet you they will.
— Among the shivering sedges so? (f39Weedy waving. Weedywaving.ºf10)
— Or tulipbeds of Rush below.
— Where you take your mugs to wash after dark?
— To my lead, Toomey lout, Tommy lad.
— (f39Besides Besideºf10) the bubblye waters of, babblyebubblye waters of?
— Grenadiers. And tell me now. Were these anglers or angelers coexistent and compresent with or without their tertium quid(f39?f10) (f39?ºf10)
— Three in one, one and three(f39.,ºf10)
(f39⇒ºf10) Shem and Shaun and the shame that sunders em(f39.,ºf10)
(f39⇒ºf10) Wisdom's son, folly's brother.
— God bless your ginger, wigglewaggle! That's three slots and no burners. You're forgetting the jinnyjos for the fayboys. What, Walker (f39John Johnnyºf10) Referent? Play us your patmost! And unpackyoulloups!
— Naif Cruachan! Woe on woe, says (f39Wardeb Wardenºf10) Daly. Woman will water the wild world over.
(f39—ºf10) And the maid of the folley will go where glory. (f39Trothed today, trenned tomorrow.ºf10) Sure I thought it was larking in the trefoll of the furry glans with two stripping baremaids, Stilla Underwood and Moth MacGarry, he was, hand to dagger, that time(f39.ºf10) (f39and Andºf10) their mother a (f39rawkneepudsfrowse rawknees pudsfrowseºf10), I was given to understand, with superflowvius heirs, begum. There 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 coldstreams of admiration (f39forherself for herselff10), as bad as my Tarpeyan cousin, Vesta Tully, making faces at her bachspilled (f39lakestºf10) likeness in the brook (f39afterf10) and cooling herself in the element (f39afterf10), she pleasing it, she praising it, with salices and (f39weidowwehls weidowywehlsºf10), all tossed(f39,ºf10) as she was, the playactrix, Lough Shieling's love!
— O, add shielsome bridelittle! All of her own! Nircississies are as the doaters of inversion. Secilas through their laughing classes (f39becoming
becombingºf10) poolermates in laker life.
— It seems to same with Iscappellas(f39?.ºf10) Ys? Gotellus! A tickey for tie taughts!
— Listenest, meme mearest! They were harrowd, those finweeds! Come, rest in this bosom! (f39Amf10) (f39So
sof10) sorry you lost him, poor lamb! Of course I know you are a viry vikid girl to go in the dreemplace and at that time of the draym(f39.f10)
(f39and Andºf10) it was a very wrong thing to do, even under the dark
(f39flush blushºf10) of night, dare all grandpassia! He's gone on his bombashaw. Through geesing and so pleasing at Strip Teasy up the stairs. The boys on the corner
talking too. And your soreful miseries first come on you. Still(f39,ºf10) to forgive (f39it, it'sºf10) divine(f39,ºf10) my lickle wiffey, and (f39everybody everyboyºf10) knows you do look lovely in your invinsibles, Eulogia, a perfect apposition with the coldcream, Assoluta(f39,ºf10) from Boileau's(f39,ºf10) I always use in the wards after I am burned a rich egg and derive the greatest benefit, sign of the cause(f39.!f10) My, you do! Simply adorable! Could I but pass my hands some, my hands through, thine hair! So vickyvicky veritiny! O Fronces, say howdyedo, Dotty! Chic hands. The way they curve there (f39under nue charmeen cuffsf10)! (f39I am more divine like that when I've two of everything up to |shboyproof knickssh|.ºf10) Winning in a way, only my arms are whiter, dear(f39, underº newº charmeen cuffsf10). (f39I am more divine like that when I've two of everything up to |shboyproof knickssh|.ºf10) Blanchemain, idler. Fairhair, frail one. Listen, meme sweety! O be joyfold! Mirror do justice, taper of ivory, heart of the conavent, hoops of gold! My veil will save it undyeing from his ethernal fire! It's meemly us two, meme(f39,ºf10) idoll. Of course it was downright verry (f39wickred vickedºf10) of him, (f39reely reelly,ºf10) meeting me disguised, Bortolo mio, (f39peerfectly appealling, D.V. in his storm collarf10), with my (f39lovebirds dovebirdsºf10), my colombinas. (f39Their sinsitives shrinked.f10) Even Netta and Linda(f39,ºf10) our seeyu tities(f39, said their sinsitives shrinked,f10) and they've sin sumtim, tankus! My rillies were liebeneaus, my aftscents embre. (f39Peerfectly appealling, D.V.ºf10) How me adores eatsother simply (Mon (f39ishebeau Ishebeauf10)! Ma (f39reinebelle Reinebellef10)!)(f39, in his storm collar,f10) as I leaned yestreen from his muskished (f39blesblessºf10) labs(f39,.f10) (f39even Evenºf10) my little pom got excited(f39,f10) when I turned his head on his same manly bust and kissed him more. Only he might speak to a person, lord(f39,ºf10) so picious, taking up my worths ill wrong! May I introduce(f39!?ºf10) This is my futuous(f39,º loveliast.f10) (f39lips Lipsf10) and looks (f39lovelast lovelyf10). Still(f39,ºf10) me with you, you poor chilled(f39!,ºf10) (f39Will willºf10) make it up (f39in the moontimeºf10) with (f39mother Motherºf10) Concepcion and a glorious lie between us,
sweetness, so as not a novene in all the (f39conventf10) loretos, not my littlest one of all, for mercy's sake(f39,f10) need ever know(f39, what what'sf10) (f39passed pastf10) our lips (f39orºf10). Yes(f39,ºf10) sir, we'll will! (f39Clothea Clotheº af10) wind! Fee (f39o fie! O Fie!ºf10) Covey us niced! Bansh the dread! Alitten's looking. Low him lovly(f39.!ºf10) Make me feel good (f39in the moontime.!ºf10) It will all take bloss as oranged (f39by my historiennesºf10) at (f39St Saintºf10) (f39Audiens Audien'sºf10) rosan chocolate chapelry with my diamants blickfeast after at minne owned hos for all the (f39catclub cat clubºf10) to go cryzy and Father Blesius Mindelsinn will (f39give us hisf10) (f39beºf10) beminding (f39hand haaandºf10). Kyrielle elation! Crystal elation! Kyrielle elation! Elation immanse! Sing to us(f39, sing! Singf10) to us(f39, sing! Singºf10) to us! Amam! So(f39,ºf10) meme (f39nearest mearestºf10), languished hister, be free to me! (I'm fading!) And(f39,ºf10) listen, (f39you, you youyouºf10) 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! (f39Fais-le, tout-tait Fais-le-tout-taitºf10)! Languishing hysteria? The clou historique? How is this at all? Is dads the thing in such or
are tits the that? Hear we here her first poseproem of suora unto suora? (f39Alicious, twinstreams twinestraines, Twinstreams twinestrains, Aliciousºf10) through alluring
glass or alas in jumboland? Ding dong! Where's your pal in silks alustre? Think of a maiden(f39,.ºf10) Presentacion. Double
Annupciacion. Take your first thoughts away from her(f39,.ºf10) Immacolacion. Knock and it shall appall unto you(f39.!ºf10) Who shone yet shimmers will be e'er scheining. Cluse her, voil her, hild her hindly. After liryc and themodius soft aglo iris of the vals. This young barlady, what(f39,ºf10) euphemiasly (f39is she doingf10)? Is she having an ambidual act herself in apparition with herself as Consuelas to Sonias may?
— Dang! And tether, a loguy O!
— Dis and dat and dese and dose! (f39Your Yerºf10) crackling out of
(f39your yerºf10) turn, my Moonster firefly, like always.
(f39Andf10) 2 R.N. and Longhorns (f39Connacht
Connachºf10), stay off my air! You've grabbed the capital and you've had the lion's shire since 1542 but there's all the difference in Ireland between 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. Jump the railchairs or take them, (f39justºf10) as you please,
but (f39and, sir, answerf10) my queskins first, foxyjack! Ye've as much skullabogue cheek on you now as would boil a
(f39caldron cauldronf10) of
kalebrose. Did the market missioners(f39,ºf10) Hayden Wombwell, when given the raspberry, fine more than sandsteen per cent of chalk in the purity, promptitude and perfection flour of this raw materialist and less than a seventh pro mile in his meal? We bright young chaps of the brandnew braintrust are briefed here and with maternal sanction compellably empanelled at quarter sessions under the six disqualifications for the uniformication of young persons (Nodding Neutrals) removal act by Committalman Number Underfifteen to know had the peeress of generals, who have been getting (f39nose money nosemoneyºf10) cheap and stirring up the public opinion about private balls with their legs, Misses Mirtha and Merry, 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, in the name of the three tailors on Tooley Street, 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, is it any harm to ask, was this hackney man in the coombe, a papersalor with a whiteluke to him, Fauxfitzhuorson, collected from Manofisle, carrying his ark, of eggshaped fuselage and made in Fredborg into the bullgine, across his back when he might have been (f39setting settinºf10) on his jonass inside (f39of her made upºf10) like a Glassthure cabman? Where were the doughboys, (f39or Marchester Marchers,ºf10) three by nombres, won in ziel, cavehill exers or hearts of steel, Hansen, Morfydd and O'Dyar, V.D., with their glenagearries(f39,ºf10) directing their steps according to the (f39R.U.C's R.U.C.'sºf10) liaison officer, with their trench ulcers open and their hands in their pockets(f39,ºf10) contrary
to military rules, when confronted with his lifesize obstruction? When did he live off rooking the pooro and how did (f39heºf10) start pfuffpfaffing at his Paterson and Hellicott's? Is it a factual fact, proved up to (f39scabsteethshilt sealsteethshiltºf10), that this fancydress nordic in shaved lamb breeches, child's kilts, bibby buntings and wellingtons, with club, torc and headdress, preholder of the Bar Ptolomei, is (f39coowner co-ownerºf10) of a hengster's circus near North Great Denmark Street (incidentally, 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 (f39fallensickners fallen sicknersºf10) aping the buckleybackers and the blind to two worlds taking off the deffydowndummies) and (f39thatf10) the shamshemshowman has been complaining to the police barracks and applying for an order of certiorari and crying out something vile about him being molested, after him having triplets, by offers of vacancies from females in this city neighing after the man and his outstanding attraction ever since they seen his (f39X ray X-rayºf10) picture turned out in wealthy red in the sabbath sheets? Was it him that suborned that surdumutual son 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 in all their paroply under the noses of the Heliopolitan constabulary? Can you beat it? Prepare the way! Where's that gendarm auxiliar, arianautic sappertillery, that reported on the whole hoodlum, relying on his morse-erse wordybook and the (f39trunchein truncheonºf10) up his tail? Roof Seckesign van der Deckel (f39and get her story from himf10)! Recall Sickerson, the lizzyboy(f39!,º and get her story from himº!f10) Seckersen, magnon of Errick(f39.!ºf10) Sackerson! Hookup!
— Day shirker four vanfloats he verdants market.
High liquor made lust torpid dough hunt her orchid.
— Hunt her orchid! Gob(f39,ºf10) and he found it on her(f39,ºf10) right enough! With her shoes upon his shoulders, 'twas most trying to beholders when he upped their frullatullepleats with our warning. A disgrace to the homely protestant religion! Bloody old preadamite with his twohandled umberella! Trust me to spy on me own spew(f39.!ºf10)
— Wallpurgies! And it's this's your deified city? (f39Norganson Mongansonºf10)? And it's we's to pray for Bigmesser's conversions? Call Kitty the Beads, the Mandame of Tipknock Castle! Let succuba succumb, the improvable his wealth made possible! He's cookinghagar that rost her prayer to him (f39upon upanºf10) the top of the stairs. She's deep, that one.
— A farternoiser for his tuckish armenities. Ouhr Former(f39,ºf10)
who erred in having(f39,ºf10) (f39down toºf10) gibbous disdag our darling breed. And then the confisieur for the
boob's indulligence. As sunctioned for his salmenbog by the Councillors-om-Trent. Pave Pannem at his gaiter's bronze(f39.!ºf10) Nummer half dreads Log Laughty. Master's gunne he warrs the bedst. I messaged his dilltoyds sausepander mussels on the kisschen table. With my ironing duck through his rollpins of gansyfett, do dodo doughdy dough, till he was braising red in the toastface with lovensoft eyebulbs and his kiddledrum steeming and rattling like the roasties in my mockamill. I awed to have scourched his Abarm's brack for him. For the loaf of Obadiah, take your pastryart's noas out of me flouer bouckuet(f39.!ºf10) Of the strainger scene you given squeezers to me skillet! As cream of the hearth thou reinethst alhome. His lapper and libbers was glue goulewed as he sizzled there watching me lautterick's pitcher by Wexford-Atelier as Katty and Lanner, the refined souprette, with my bust alla brooche and the padbun under my matelote, showing my jigotty sleeves and all my new toulong touloosies. Whisk! There's me shims and here's me hams and this is me juppettes, gause be the meter(f39.!ºf10) Whisk! What's this? Whisk! And that? He never cotched finer, balay me, at Romiolo Frullini's flea pantamine out of Griddle-the-Sink or Shusies-with-her-Soles-Up or La Sauzerelly, the (f39pucieboots Puciebootsºf10), when I started so hobmop ladlelike, highty tighty, to kick the time off the cluckclock lucklock quamquam camcam potapot panapan kickakickkack. Hairhorehounds, shake up pfortner. Fuddling fun for Fullacan's sake(f39.!ºf10)
— All halt! Sponsor programme and close down. That's enough, genral, of finicking about Finnegan and fiddling with his faddles. A final ballot, guvnor, to remove all doubt. By sylph and salamander and all the trolls and tritons, I mean to top her drive and to tip the tap of this, at last. His thoughts that wouldbe words, his livings that havebeen deeds. And will too, by
the holy child of Coole, primapatriock of the archsee, if I have at first to down every mask in Trancenania from Terreterry's Hole to Stutterers' Corner to find that Yokeoff his letter, this Yokan his (f39dahet
daf10). (f39Letºf10) (f39Pass
passºf10) the jousters of the king, the Kovnor-Journal and
eirenarch's custos himself no less, the meg of megs, with the Carrison old gang! Off with your persians! Search ye the Finn! The sinder's under shriving sheet. Fa Fe Fi Fo Fum! Ho, croak, evildoer! Arise, sir ghostus! As long as you've lived there'll be no other. Doff!