Textual development Manuscript to Errata IV§5

Compiled by Danis Rose and John O'Hanlon

Soft morning, city! |6Lsp!º6| I am |aleaffy Leafyºa| speafing. |a|3Lifp! Lfp!º3|a| Folty and folty |athey all have falled all the nights have being fallingº ona| to long my hair. Not a sound, falling. |s6(8Lispen Lispn8)!ºs6| |1No wind,º no word. Only a leaf, just a leaf and then leaves.1| The woods are |7so7| fond. always. |6a As |7wee were were weeº their7| babes |7in7|.6| |7And robins in (8crowd crews8) so.7| It is for our |6my me6| |1golden goolden1| wending. |6(+Unless? Away!+)6| Come Rise up, Rise up, man of the hooths, you have slept so long! |7Or is it only so mesleems?7| |5On your pondered palm. R Reclined from cape to pede. |aWith pipe on bowl.a| Terce for a fiddler, sixt for makmerriers, none for a Cole. Rise up now! |aAndº aruse!a| Nov Norvena's over.5| I am Leafyº, your |1golden goolden1|, so you called me, |6may6| |1|6my me6| life, |6yea6| (+6you're your+)6| goolden, silve me solve,1| |1exaggerator exsogerraider1|! |6You did so drool. I was so sharm. |7But there's a great poet in you too.7| Stout Stokes would take you offly. So has he as bored me to slump.6| |5But am good and rested. Taks to you,º toddy, tan ye|err.!ºerr| Yawhawaw. Helpunto min, helpas vin.5| Here is your shirt, the day one, come back. The stock, your collar. Also your double brogues. |5A comforter as well.5| |s4And here your iverol and |5of course everthelest5| your
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om umbr.s4| |1And stand up tall.º1| |6Straight.6| I want to see you looking fine for me. |7With your brandnew big green belt and all.7| |5Blooming in the very lotust and second to nill, Budd! |7When you're in the buckly shuit Rosensharonals near did |safor yousa|. Fiftyseven and three|s+, cosh,s+| with the bulge.7| |aProudpurse Alby with |bhisb| pooraroon Eireen,º they'll. Pride, comfytousness, enevy!a|5| |saYou make me think of a |s7seaman wonderdeckers7| I once. |7Or |asomebod somebalta| thet sailder.,7| |5|7The the7| man |7Megallant. megallant7| |7|sxwith the bangled earssx|.º7|5| Or an earl was he, at Lucan?º Or, no,º it's the Iren duke's I mean. |1Or sombreyº erse from |s4Darklands |5Dark Country the Dark Countries5|s4|.1| Come and let us|err.!ºerr|sa| |7We always said we'd. And go abroad. |aRathgreany way perhaps.a|7| The |s4childer childhers4| are still fast. There is no school today. |saThem boysº |sbare isºsb| so contrairy. |5The Head does be worrying himself.5| |sbHe'll Heel trouble and he'll heel heal| |7Galliver and Gellover.7| |1Unless they changes by mistakes mistake. I seen the likes in the twinngling of an aye. |5Som.5| |aSo oft. |5Sim.5| Time after time. The sehm asnuh.ºa|1| |3|aTwo bredder as doffered as nors in soun.a| When one of him sighs or one of him cries 'tis you all over. No peace at all. Maybe
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those two old crony aunts we lit on held them out to the water frontº. Queer Mrs Quickenough and odd Miss Doddpebble. |5And when them two has had a good few there isn't much more dirty clothes to publish.5| From the Laundersdale Minssions. One chap googling |aata| the holyboy's thingabib and this lad wetting his (6wee widdle6). You were pleased as Punch, |s4reciting recitatings4| |sabits |s4exploits warexploits war exploits and pearse orationss4|sa| to |s4the them jackeens4| gapers. But that night after, all you were wanton! Bidding me do this and that and the other. And blowing off to me,º hugly Judsys, what wouldn't you give to have a girl|err.!ºerr|3| |s4Your wish was mewill. And, lo, out of a sky!º unread The way I too.s4| |s4And Buts4| her, you wait. |1Eager to choose is left |s4for tos4| her shade.º1| |s4If she had only more matcher's wit.s4| |3Findlings makes runaways, runaways |s4blank a strays4|. |s4She's as merry as the gricks still. 'Twould be sore should led leadenº sorrow. I'll |sawait and I'll wait and I'll wait |sbwait. And I'll wait please wait andº I'll wait. And then if all goessb|sa|.s4| What will be is. Is is.3| But let them. |sb|1We've light enough.1|sb| Slopsº |5hospodch5| andº the |5slusky5| slut too.ºsa| |7He's for thee what she's for me. Dogging you round cove and haven and teaching me the perts of speech. If you spun your yarns |ato hima| on the swishbarque waves |awe were I wasa| spillingº |aour mya| yearns to her over cottage cake. We'll not disturb their |aduty's leave now. sleeping
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duties. Let besoms be bosuns.a|7| It's Phoenix, dear. |1|saAnd the flame is, hear! Let's our |s3journeey joornees3| saintomichael make it. Since |6(+the+)6| |2blank lausafire2| has lost and the |2blank book2| of the |s5debt depths5| is.| Come!º |s6Step out of your shell|err.!º9|s6| |5Hold up |ayour youa| free |afingers. |errfings. fings!ºerr|a| Yes.5| |aWe have We'vea| light enough.1| |6(+I won't take our laddy's lampern. |7For them four old windbags of Gustsofairy to be blowing at.7| Nor you your rucksunck.+)6| |7To bring all the dannymans |sablank out after you on the|7| |3Send Arctur |5guidus guiddus5|!3| |5Isma! Sft!5| It is the softest morning that |1ever1| I can ever remember me. |s3But she won't rain showerly|5, our Ilma5|. |7Yet.7| |s5Until it's the time. And me and you have made our.s5| The sons of bursters won in the games games.s3| |s4Still,º I'll take |5this me owld Finvara5| for my shawldhersº.s4| The trout will be so |3nice fine3| at |1brookfest brookfishtº1|. |saWith unread a |5cut taste5| of roly polony |3(+from Blugpuddelsº+)3| after. To bring out the tang of |1the1|| |5Is't you fain for a roost brood?5| |s4|saOatmealstime Oaxmealsturnºsa|, all |saget up out of |5bed the woolpalls5|sa|! And then all the chippy young cuppinjars cluttering round us, clottering for their creams. unread Crying,º |ame,a| pl grownup sister!s4| Am I not Are |5my me5| not truly? |1Lst!1| Only |5but, there'sº a but,5| you must buy me a |1fine1| new girdle too|s4, nollys4|. |5When next you go to Market |aNorewall Norkwallºa|. |aThey're all saying I need it since the one from Isaacsen's slooped its line. |bMrknrk? Fy arthou!b|a|5| Come.º Give me your great |3big hand bearspaw|5, padder avilky,5|3| |5for fol a5| miny tiny. |5Dola.5| |3|5Minecyhandsy Mineninecyhandsy.º5| |a|5in Inº5| the |6langua languoº6| of flowsa|. That's myº |5Jargon Jorgen5| Jargonsen. But you understood|s4., nodst?s4|3| |6(+I always know by your brights and shades.+)6| |s5Reach down. A lil mo. So. Drowº back your glave. Hot and hairy, hugon,º is your hand!º Here's where the falskin begins. Smoot Smoos as an infams. One time you told you'd been burnt in ice. And one time it was chemicalled after you taking a lifeness. |7Maybe that's why you |acarry holda| your
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|ahead hodda| as if. And people thinks you missed the scaffold.7| (8Of fell design.8) I'll close me eyes. So not to see. |7Or see only |aa child a youth in his |bflower florizelb|a|, a boy in innocence, peeling a twig, a child, beside a weenywhite steed. The child |athat's we all love to placea| our hope |aina| for ever.7| All men has done something. |7Be the time they've come to the weight of old flesh fletch.7| We'll lave it. So.s5| We will take our walk before |5in |6(+the+)6| timpul5| they ring the |3earthly3| bells. |5In the church by the hearseyard.5| |1Pax |3Goodmass Go goodmensº will3|. Or the birds start their |7treestorm treestirm7| shindy. |aLook, there are yours off, high on high! And,º
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|5O, cooshes,5| |bit's sweetb| good luck they're cawing you, Coole! You see, they're as white as the riven snae.a|1| |3For us.3| |5Next peaters'º poll you will be elicted or I'm not your elicitous bribe. The Kinsella woman's man will never reduce me. A MacGarath O'Cullagh O'Muirk MacFewney sookadoodling and sweepacheeping round the lodge of Fjorn na Galla of the Trumpets! It's like potting the (8poe po8) to |xshame shambex| on the dresser or tamming Uncle Tim's Caubeen on to the brows of a Viker Eagle.5| Not such big |3steps. |s6steps stridess6|, huddy |saheaver (+hevvy foddy+)sa|! You'll crush (+6my antelopes me antilopes+)6| |s4I saved |7so long7| fors4|.3| |s6They're penny Penisole's.s6| |7And the |atwoa| goodiest shoeshoes.7| It is hardly |1seven mile a |s7Knut'ss7| mile or seven|s6, possumbottss6|1|. It It is very good for |5health in the the |6healths health6| of a5| morning. |5With Buahbuah.5| |7A gentle motion all around. As leisure paces. And the H helpyourselftoastrool cure's easy.7| It seemsº so long since|s3, ages sinces3|. As if you had been long far away. |s7Afartodays, afeartonights, an and me as with youº in thadark.s7| You will tell me some time if I can believe its all. You know where I am bringing you? You remember? |s7When I |s+went rans+| berrying |s+afters+| hucks and haws. |s+And you With you drawing out |sayour greatsa| aims to hazel me from the hummock with your sling. Oarº cries.s+|s7| |5|aIfa| I could lead you there and I still |aby youa| in bed. |aLet's Lesa| go dutc to Danegreven., nos?5| Not a soul but ourselves. |5Time? We have loads on our hangs. Till Gilligan and Halligan call again to hooligan. |6And the rest of the guns,º Sullygan eight|a, from left to righta|. Olobobo, the ye foxy theagues!6| |aThe moskors thought to ball you out.a| |sxOr the Wald Unicorn'sº Master(+, Bugley Captainº from the Naul,+) drawls up by the door with the Honourable Whilpº and the Reverend Poynterº and the two Lady Pagets of Tallyhaugh, Ballyhuntus, |6in their riddletight raiding hats for6| to lift a hereshealthº to their robost, the Stag, evers the Carlton hart. And you needn't host out with your duck and your duty|s7, capapole,ºs7| |s7to while theys7| reach him the glass he never starts to finish. Clap this wis on your (8pole poll8) and stick this in your ear, wiggly|err.!ºerr| Beauties don't answer and the rich never| (+If you were the enlarged they'd hue in cry you,º |6heathstown Heathtown6|, |6harbourstown Harbourstown6|, |6snowtown Snowtown6|, Four Knocks, |6flemingstown Flemingtown6|, |6bodingstown Bodingtown6| to the Ford of Fyne |6on6| Delvin.+)5| |s6How they housed to house you after the p Platonic garlens|err.!º9|s6| |6(+And all because,
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loosed in her reflexes, she seem she seen Ericoricori coricome huntsome with his three poach dogs aleashing him. But you came safe
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through.+)6| |7Enough of that horner corner! And old mutthergoosip!7| We might call on the Old Lord, what do you say? |6There's something tells me.6| He is a |1fine |s3good fines3|1| sport. |7Like |ahis thea| score and a |sahalf moightysa| went before him.7| |5And a proper old promnentory.5| |saHis door always| |7For a newera's day.7| |5Much as your own is. |aYou invoiced him last Eatster so he ought to give us |errhot cockles hockocklesºerr| and everything.a|5| Remember to lift your take off your white hat, |1eh ech1|? |5When we come in the presence.5| |1And say |s3hoothoodoo hoothoothoos3|?|s4., ithmuthisty ithmuthisthy!s4| |6His is house of laws.6| |5And I'll drop my |agraciest graciasta| kertssey too. If the Ming Tung no go bo to me homage me hamage kow bow tow to the Mong Tang. Ceremonialness to stand lowest place be! |aSaying: What'll you take to link to light a pike on porpoise, please plaise? He might knight you an Armor elsor daub you the first cheap magyarstrapeº. Remember Bomthomanew vim vam vom Hungerig. Hoteformeº, chain and epolettes, botherbumbose. And I'll be your aural eyeness. But we vain. |6Plain fancies.6| It's inº the castles air. |6My currant bread's full of |7sillymattercraft sillymottocraft7|. Aloof is enoofº.6| We can take or leave.a|5| |s6He's reading his ruffs.s6| |aYou'll know our way from there,º surely?º Flura's way. Where once we led so many car couples have follied since. |5|s6Clatcz! Clatchka!s6|5| Giving Shaughnessy's mare the |s3hillymoont hillymounts3| of her life. With her strulldeburgghers! Hnmn hnmn! The rollcky road adondering.a|1| |saWe |sbmight cansb| sit |xwe usx| down on the heathery benn, me on you|5, in quolm unconsciounce5|. To scand the arising. |5Out from Drumleek. It was there Evora told me I had best. If I ever.5| |s3When the moon (+of mourning+) is set and gone.s3| |5Overº Glinaduna. Lonu, nula.5| Ourselves|1, oursoulsº1| |3alone at alone. At3| the sigh site of| |saAnd watch would the letter you're wanting be comingº may be. |5And cast ashore.5| That I |1pays praysº1| for |3with me dreams be mains of me draims3|. Scratching it and patching at with a prompt |s1of froms1| aº primer. |3And what scrips of |5knowledges nutsnolleges5| I pecked up beº meself.3| |s5Every letter is a hard but yours sure is the hardest ever crux ever. Hack an axe, hook an oxe, hath an ansº, heth hith hith ences. But once done, dealt and delivered, tattat, you're on the map.s5| Basedº on traumscrapt from Maston,º Boss. After rounding his
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world of ancient days. Carried inº a caddy or screwed and corked. Onº his mugisstosstº surface. (+Blob.+) Withº a bob, bob, |7bottledy bottledby7| |6bob6|. |1Blob.1|sa| |3When the waves give up yours the soil may for me. Sometime |athen,ºa| somewhere |athere,ºa| hav I buried wrote me hopes and buried the page when I heard Thyº voice|5, ruddery dunner,5| |6so loud that none but,6| and left it to lie till a kissmessº coming.3| |s4So content me now.s4| |5Lss.5| |sx|s4You must build Unbildº and be buildns4| our |6villa bankaloan cottage6| there and we'll cohabit respectable. |1The Gowans, ser, for Medem, me. |saWith acute |5|6babley bubel6|5| |s3runtoher runtoers3| for to pippup |7and gopeep7| where the sterres be. |6Just to see would we hear how Jove and the peers talk.6| |7Amid the soleness.7| Tiltopº, bigmaster!sa|1| |7Scale the summit|err.!º9|7| You're not so giddy nowº any| |s4|xAll your graundplotting and |saa little the little itsa| brought! Hups Humps, |sahow whensa| you hised us,º and dumps, when you
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! But |safara sarrasa| one of me cares a brambling ram, |5proud pomp5| pot porteryark! On limpidy marge I've made me hoom. Park and a pub for me.x|s4| |saOnly don't start your |s3games stuntsºs3| of |7last night again. Donachie's yeards agoad.º7| |s1I could guessp to her name who tucked tuckt you that one, tufnut!º Bold bet backwords.s1| For the lovesº of |6the sins sinfintins6|! |xAnd before Beforex| the naked |3sky universe3|.sa| |3And the bailby pleasemarm rincing his eye! |aOne of these fine days|b, lewdycullerº,b| |s6you'll have to reform you must redoforms6| again. |5Help Blessed Blessed shield5| Martin!a|3| |1Softly so.1| I am so exquisitely pleased about the |3lovely loveleavest3| dress I have. You will always call me |s4Leafy Leafiests4|, won't you|s4, dowlings4|? |s4Whordherfhullº |7Olldhbhoy Ohldhbhoy7|!s4| |1And |ayou'll love you won't urbjunk toa| (+6my me+)6| parafume, oiled of Kolloo |3Kolloonely (8kollooney kolooneyº8)|5, with a spot of marashy5|3|. |aSm!a| It's Allpineº Smile from Yestherº |7and late7| Yesther's |7Yesthers Yhesters7|. I'm in everywince nasturtls. |5Even in |aHolth's Houlth'sa| nose.5| |7Medeurscodeignus!7| Astale of astoun.1| |s3Queer grand Grandºs3| oldº |1Finn, if marauder! Ifº1| I knew who you are! |7When (8the voice that hark8) |afrom the aira| said it was Captain (8Finsen's Finsen makes8) cumhulments and was |avery |sbmaggot mayitsb|a| pressing for his suit I said are you there here's nobody |abut here onlya| me. But I near fell off the |abooks pilea| of the samples. |aAs if your |sbtingt (8ting tinger8)sb| |sbwinned tinto winged ting tosb| me hear.a|7| |5|xIs that right what your brothermilk in Bray |6told bes telling6| the district you were bragged up by Brostal because your parents would be always tumbling into |athe hisa| foulplace and losingº her pentacosts after drinking their pledges? Howsomeendeavour Howsomendeavour, you done me fine!ºx|5| |7The only man |aI wasa| ever |aknew knowna| could eat the |ashells crushtsºa| of lobsters.7| |s4|saThe Oursa| native
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night when you twicetook me
for |sasomesa| Marienne Sherry and then your german |5jermyn Jermyn5| cousin who signs hers with exes and the beardwig I found in your Clarksome bag. |saTharaos Pharaopsº you'll play you're the king (+6from of+)6| Aeships. You certainly make the most royal |sbofsb||s4| I will tell you all sorts of |3stories |s4makeups makeup thingss4|3|, |s4strange one strangerouss4|. |3About Andº show you to3| every (+simple+) |3place storyplace3| we pass |abya|. |s4Cadmillersfolly, Bellevenue, Wellcrom, |saquid superabit Quid Superabitsa|, Villeties vallities villitiesº valleties.s4| |7Change the plates for (8our the8) next course of murphies|err.!ºerr| |aSpendlove's still there and the c Canonº going strong |sband so is Claffey's habits egend undertakings (+undertaking endurtaking+) and our parish pomp's a great|a|7| |5|7You'll But you'll7| have to ask |7the that same7| four that named them (7thatº7) is always snugging in your barsalooner, saying they're the |s7bests7| relicts of Conal O'Daniel and writing Finglas Sinceº the Flood. That'll be some kingly work in progress. But it's byº this route he'll come some (8somorrow some morrow8).º And I can signal you all flint and fern are rasstling as we go by. And you'll sing thumb a bit and then wise your selmon on it.5| It is all so often and still the same to me. |s4Snf? Only turf, wick dear|err.!ºerr| Clane turf. You've never fogoddenº batt on tarf, have yo what? have you, at broin |5borroow burroow5|, what? Mch? Why, them's m the muchroomsº, come up during the night. Look, acres agres of roofs in parshes.s4| |5|aDom on dam, dim in dym. |7And a capital part for olympics to ply at. Steadyon!, Cooloosus!7| Mind your stride or you'll knock.a| |7While I'm dodging the dustbins. Look what I found! A lintil pea. And look at here! |aA grain of muskard. This cara weeseed.a| Pretty
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mites, my sweetthings, was they poorloves abandoned by |awhole widey wholawideya| world?7| Neighboulotts for newtown. |aThe (8Eblamagna Eblanamagna8) you behazyheld loomening up out of the dumblynass. |7But the still (8same sama8) sitta.7| (8I've lapped so long.8) As you said. It fair takes.a|5| |saIf I lose my breath for a minute or two, don't speak, remember|err.!ºerr| |3Once it happened|a, ages since,a| so |ait may may itºa| again. |aWhy I'm all these years within years in soffran|s4, A allbeleaveds4|. To hide away the tear, the parted.a|3| |sbIt's thinking of| |7The brave that gave their. The fair that |sablank (8were wore8)sa|.7| |5|7And All7| them that's gunne.5| I'll begin again in a| |5The nik of a nad.5| |2Look! Your blackbirds! That's for your good luck.2| How glad you'll be I waked you!º My! How well you'll feel!º For ever after. First we turn |5a little by the |avageran |bvaguran vagurinb|a|5| here and then it's |5easy gooder5|. |6|aSo side by (+side+).ºa| Turn |sxagain, weddingturn, agazeº, weddingtown!ºsx| |sa|sxblank of Lundob! Loud Laud,º man men of Londub!ºsx|sa|6| I only hope |xwholex| the heavens sees
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us. |xFor I feel I could |3faint near to faint away3|.x| |s4Into the deeps. |s5Annamore sleeps Annamores (6leap leep6).s5|s4| |3Let me lean, just a lea, if you le, bowldstrong bigtider. |s4Allgirls Allgearlss4| is wea. At times. So. |a|s4Ivor and Evar While you're adamant evars4|.a| Wrhps, that wind as if out of norewere! |7|aLike Asa| on the night of the Apophanypes.7| |aJumpst |s4in shootst |sathrobbstsa| intos4| me mouth |s4like a bogue and arrohss4||err.!ºerr|a| Ludegude of the |aLashlannds Lashlannsa|, how he whips me cheeks!º Sea, sea!3| |saHereº weir, reach, island, bridge. |3There! That's what cockles the hearty! Where you meet I. |aRemember. The day! The day. Remember!ºa| |aWhy there that moment and us two only? |bI was but teen, a tiler's |s4tot dots4|. The |5swanky that swankysuits5| was boosting always|5, sure him,º5| he was like to me |5father fad5|. But the swaggerest swell off |cSacville (6Sacvulle Shackvulle6)c| Strutt.b|a|3|sa| |s5And the fiercest freaky ever followed a pining child round the sluppery table with a forkful of fat.s5| |5|saBut a ksa| |saAnd Butsa| a king of whistlers. |aScieoula!a| When he'd prop me atlas against his goose and light our two candles for |ato sing duets our singers (6duos duohs6)a| on the sewingmachine. I'm sure he squirted juice in his eyes to make them flash |aand frighten for flighteninga| me. Still and all he was awful fond |aon toa| me. |7Who'll search for Find Me Colours now on the hillydroops of Vikloefells?7| (8But I read in Tobecontinued's tale that while blubles blows there'll still be sealskers. There'll be others but noneº so for me.8) |aBut Yeda| he never knew we seen |aeach other usa| before. |7Night after night. So that I longed to go |satosa|. And still with all. One time you'd stand forenst (8fornest fornenst8) me, fairly laughing, in your bark and tan |sawaves billowssa| of branches for to fan me coolly. And I'd lie as (8quite quiet8) as a moss. And one time you'd rush upon me, darkly roaring, like a great black shadow,º with a sheeny stare to perce me rawly. And I'd frozen up and pra pray for thawe. |saThree times in|7| I was the pet of everyone then.5| |7A |saprincable princeablesa| girl.7| |3And you were the pantymammy's Vulking Corsergoth. The invision of |s4Irelands (6Idelond Indelond6)s4|. |saAnd,º by Thorror, you looked it!sa|3| |3My lips went livid |5for5| from the joy of fear. Like almost now. |5How?5| How you said how you'd give me the keys of me heart. |a|7Only7| |5|7, no,7|5| |7now it's me who's got to give.7|a| And we'd be married till |s7delth do to uspart. Ands7| though dev do espart. O mine! |7Only, no, now it's me who's got to give.7|3| |s7As duv herself div. (8In Inn8) this linn.s7| |s4And can it be it's |5now forvell nnow fforvell5|?s4| |5|aIllas!a| I wisht I had better
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º to peer to you through this baylight's growing. But you're changing from me, acoolsha, you're changing from me, I can feel. Or is it me is? I'm getting mixed. Brightening
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up and tightening down
. Yes, you're changing, sonhusband, and you're turning, I can feel you, for a daughterwife from the hills again. |7Imlamaya.7| And she is coming. Swimming in meº hindmoist. Diveltaking on me tail. Just a whisk brisk sly spry spink spank sprint of a thing |s6theresomewhere theresomeres6|, saultering. |s6(+Saltarella come to her own.+) |sxI pity your oldself I was used to. Now a younger's there. Try not to |7leave her. part|err.!º9|7| |saBe happy, dear ones!ºsa| May I be wrong!sx| (+And For+) she'll be sweet for you as I was sweet when I came down out of me mother.s6| |aMy greatº blue bedroom, the air so quiet, scarce a cloud. In peace and silence. |7I could have stayed up there for |aever alwaysa| only. It's something fails us. |aFirst we feel.a| Then we fall.7| And let her rain now if she likes. Gently or strongly as she likes. Anyway let her rain for my time is come. I done me best when I was let. |7Thinking always if I |agoes goa| all goes.7| A hundred cares, a tithe of troubles and is there one who understands me? One in (+6the a+)6| thousand of years of the nights? All |s6my mes6| life I have been lived among them but now they are becoming lothed to me. And I am lothing their little warm tricks. And lothing their mean cosy turns. And |ballb| the greedy gushes out through their |bsmallb| souls. And |ballb| the lazy leaks down over their brash bodies. |7How small it's all! And me letting on to meself always. And lilting on all the time. I thought you were all glittering with the noblest of carriage. You're only a bumpkin. I thought you the great in all things, in guilt and in glory. You're but a puny. Home!7| My people were not their sort out beyond there so far as I can. For all the bold and bad and bleary they are blamed, the seahags. No! Nor for all the our wild dances in all their wild din. |7I can seeº meself among them, A allaniuvia (8pulcrabelled pulchrabelled8).7| How she was handsome, the wild Amazia, when she would seize to my other breast! And what is she weird, haughty Niluna, that she will snatchº from my ownest hair! |7For 'tis they are the stormies. Ho hang! Hang ho!7| And the clash of our cries till we spring to be free. |7Auravoles, they says, never heed of your name!7| But I'm loothing them that's here and all I lothe. Loonely in me loneness.a| |7For all their faults.7| (6I'm I am6) passing out. Oº bitter |aend endinga|! |7I'll slip away before they're up. They'll never see. Nor know. Nor miss me.7| (6For she'll be sweet for you as I was when I came down out of my mother.6) And it's old and old it's sad and old it's
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sad and weary I go back to you,
my cold father, my cold mad father, my cold mad |sableary fearysa| father, till theº near sight of the mere size of him|7, the moyles and moyles of it, |samoananoaning,sa|7| makes me (8seesaw seasilt8) saltsick and I rush, my only, into your arms. |7|+|sxI see them rising! Save me from those terriblle trebble therrble prongs!sx|+|7| Two more. Onetwo moremens more. So. Avelaval. My leaves have drifted from me. || But one clings still. |7I'll bear it on me. To remind me of.7| Lff!5| |1|v3Let me lean, so soft our morning. So soft this morning|err,ºerr| ours. |5Yes. Carry me along|a,
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taddy,a| like you done through the toy fair|err.!ºerr| |aIf I seen him bearing down on me now under whitespread wings like he'd come from Arkangels,º I sink I'd die down over his feet, humblyº dumbly, only to washup. Yes, tid. There's where.a|5| First. We pass through grass behush the bush |v5tov5|.v3| |5So.5|1| |5Whish!º (6A gull. Gulls.6) Far calls. |aFar, I come! (8Far, coming! Coming, far!8)a|5| |3|4But4| |5I'm taller now. I'm taller now, I'm sure.5| |s4|5For all you're heavy.5|s4| |v5And there. As then. End here. Us then.v5| |5Finn, again!5| |5Take.5| |s4Softhee |5Bussofthee Bussofthlee5|s4|,º mememormee! |5Till (6thousendthee thousendsthee6).5| Lps. |5Take.5| The keys to. Given!3| |v3A bit beside the bush and then a walk along the A way a lone a lostº a last a loved a long thev3|

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