Book II Part III
It may not or maybe a no concern of the Guinnesses but
That the fright of his light in tribalbalbutience
hides aback in the doom of the balk of the deaf but that the height of
bis life from a brides eye stammpunct is when a man that means a
moun tain barring his distance wades a lymph that plays the lazy win ning
she likes yet that pride that bogs the party begs the glory of a wake
while the scheme is like your rumba round me garden, allatheses, with
perhelps the prop of a prompt to them, was now or never in Etheria Deserta,
as in Grander Suburbia, with Finn fannfawners, ruric or cospolite, for
much or moment indispute.
Whyfor had they, it is Hiberio-Miletians
and Argloe-Noremen, donated him, birth of an otion that was breeder to
sweatoslaves, as mysterbolder, forced in their waste, and as for Ibdullin
what of Himana, that their tolvtubular high fidelity daildialler, as modern
as tomorrow afternoon and in appearance up to the minute (hearing that
anybody in that ruad duchy of Wollinstown schemed to halve the wrong type
of date) equipped with supershielded um brella antennas for distance getting
and connected by the magnetic links of a Bellini-Tosti coupling system
with a vitaltone speaker, capable of capturing skybuddies, harbour craft
emittences, key clickings, vaticum cleaners, due to woman formed mobile
or man made static and bawling the whowle hamshack and wobble down in
an eliminium sounds pound so as to serve him up a melegoturny marygoraumd,
eclectrically filtered for allirish earths and  ohmes. This harmonic
condenser enginium (the Mole) they caused to be worked from a magazine
battery (called the Mimmim Bimbim patent number 1132, Thorpetersen and
Synds, Joms borg, Selverbergen) which was tuned up by twintriodic singul
valvulous pipelines (lackslipping along as if their liffing deepunded
on it) with a howdrocephalous enlargement, a gain control of circumcentric
megacycles ranging from the antidulibnium onto the serostaatarean. They
finally caused,or most leastways brung it about somehows(that)the pip
of the lin(to)pinnatrate inthro an auricular forfickle (known as the Vakingfar
sleeper, mono fractured by Piaras UaRhuamhaighaudhlug, tympan founder
Eustache Straight, Bauliaughacleeagh) a meatous conch culpable of cunduncing
Naul and Santry and the forty routs of Corthy with the concertiums of
the Brythyc Symmonds Guild, the Ropemakers Reunion, the Variagated Peddlars
Barringoy Bni brthirhd, the Askold Olegsonder Crowds of the OKeef-Rosses
ant Rhosso-Keevers of Zastwoking, the Ligue of Yahooth o.s.v. so as to
lall the bygone dozed they arborised around, up his corpular fruent and
down his reuctionary buckling, hummer, enville and cstorrap (the man of
Iren, thores Curlymane for you!), lill the lubberendth of his otological
House of call is all their evenbreads though
its cartomance hallucinate like an erection in the night the mummery of
whose deed, a lur of Nur, immerges a mirage in a merror, for it is where
by muzzinmessed for one watthour, bilaws below, till time jings pleas,
that host of a bottlefilled, the bulkily hulkwight, hunters pink
of face, an orel orioled, is in.on a bout to be unbulging an oconnells,
the true one, all seethic, a luckybock, pledge of the stoup, whilom his
canterberry bellseyes wink wickeding indtil the teller, oyne of an oustman
in skull of skand. Yet is it, this ale of man, for him, our hubuljoynted,
just a tug and a fistful as for Culsen, the Patagoreyan, chieftain of
chokanchuckers and his moyety joyant, under the foamer dispensation when
he pullupped the turfeycork by the greats of gobble out of Lougk Neagk.
When, pressures be to our hoary frother, the pop gave his sullen bulletaction
and, bilge, sled a movement of catharic emulsipotion  down the sloppery
slide of a slaunty to tilted lift-ye-landsmen. Allamin. Which in the ambit
of its orbit heaved a sink her sailer alongside of a drink her drainer
from the basses brothers, those two theygottheres.
It was long after once there was a lealand
in the luffing ore it was less after lives thor a toyler in the tawn at
all ohr it was note before he drew out the moddle of Kersse by jerkin
his dressing but and or it was not before athwartships he buttonhaled
the Norweegers capstan.
So he sought with the lobestir claw of
his propencil the clue of the wickser in his ear. O, lord of the barrels,
comer forth from Anow (I have not mislaid the key of Efas-Taem), O, Ana,
bright lady, comer forth from Thenanow (I have not left temptation in
the path of the sweeper of the threshold), O!
But first, strongbowth, they would deal
death to a drinking. Link of a leadder, dubble in it, slake your thirdst
thoughts awake with it. Our svalves are svalves aroon! We rescue thee,
O Baass, from the damp earth and honour thee. O Connibell, with mouth
burial! So was done, neat and trig. Up draught and whet them!
- Then sagd he to the ships husband.
And in his translaten tic norjankeltian. Hwere can a ketch or hook alive
a suit and sowterkins? Soot! sayd the ships husband, knowing the
language, here is tayleren. Ashe and Whitehead, closechop, successor to.
Ahorror, he sayd, canting around to that beddest his friend, the tayler,
for finixed coulpure, chunk pulley muchy chink topside numpa one sellafella,
fake an capstan make and shoot! Manning to sayle of clothse for his lady
her master whose to be precised of a peer of trouders under the pattern
of a cassack. Let me prove, I pray thee, but this once, sazd Mengarments,
saving the mouth brand from his firepool. He spit in his faist (beggin):
he tape the raw baste (paddin): he planked his pledge (as dib is a dab):
and he tog his fringe sleeve (buthock lad, fur whale). Alloy for allay
and this toolth for that soolth. Lick it and like it. A barter, a parter.
And plenty good enough, neighbour Norreys, every bit and grain. And the
ships husband brokecurst after him to hail the  lugger. Stolp,
tief, stolp, come bag to Moy Eireann! And the Norweegers capstan
swaradeed, some blowfish out of schooling: All lykkehud! Below taiyor
he ikan heavin sets. But they broken waters and they made whole waters
at they surfered bark to the lots of his vauce. And aweigh he yankered
on the Norgean run so that seven sailend sonnenrounders was he breastbare
to the brina bath, where bottoms out has fatthoms full, fram Franz Jos
Land til Cabo Thormendoso, evenstarde and risingsoon. Up the Rivor Tanneiry
and down the Golfe Desombres. Farety days and fearty nights. Enjoy yourself,
O maremen! And the tides made, veer and haul, and the times marred, rear
and fall, and, holey bucket, dinned he raign!
- Hump! Hump! bassed the broaders-in-laugh
with a quick piddysnip that wee halfbit a second.
- I will do that, sazd Kersse, mainingstaying
the rigout for her wifes lairdship. Nett sew? they hunched back
at the earpicker.
But old sporty, as endth lord, in ryehouse
reigner, he nought feared crimp or cramp of shore sharks, plotsome to
getsome. It was whol niet godthaab of errol Loritz off his Cape of Good
Howthe and his trippertrice loretta lady, a maomette to his monetone,
with twy twy twinky her stone hairpins, only not, if not, a queen of Prancess
their telling tabled who was for his seeming a casket through the heavenly,
nay, heart of the sweet (had he hows would he keep her as niece as a fiddle!)
but in the mealtub it was wohl yeas sputsbargain what, rarer of recent,
an occasional conformity, he, with Muggleton Muckers, alwagers allalong
most certainly allowed, as pilerinnagers grace to peti tionists
of right, of the three blend cupstoomerries with their customed spirits,
the Gill gob, the Burklley bump, the Wallisey wanderlook, having their
ceilidhe gailydhe in his shaunty irish. Group drinkards maaks grope thinkards
or how reads rotary, jewr of a chrestend, respecting the otherdogs churchees,
so long plubs will be plebs but plabs by low frequency amplification may
later agree to have another. For the people of the shed are the sure ads
of all quorum. Lorimers and leathersellers, skinners and salters, pewterers
and paperstainers, parishclerks, fletcherbowyers,  girdlers, mercers,
cordwainers and first, and not last, the weavers. Our library he is hoping
to ye public.
- Sets on sayfohrt! Go to it, agitator!
they bassabosuned over the flowre of their hoose. Godeown moseys and skeep
thy beeble bee!
- I will do that, acordial, by mine hand,
sazd Kersse, piece Cod, and in the flap of a jacket, ructified after his
nap of a blankit their ocousin, as sober as the ships husband
he was one my god father when he told me saw whileupon I am now well and
jurily sagasfide after the boonamorse the widower, according to rider,
following pnomoneya, he is consistently blown to Adams. So help me boyg
who keeps the book!
Whereofter, behest his suzerain law the
Thing and the pilsener had the baar, Recknar Jarl, (they called him Roguenor,
Irl call him) still passing the change-a-pennies, pengeypigses, a several
sort of coyne in livery, pushed their whisper in his hairing, (seemed,
a some shipsheps sottovoxed stalement, a dearagadye, to hasvey anyone
doing duty for duff point of dorkland compors) the same to the good ind
ast velut discharge after which he had exemptied more than orphan for
the ballast of his nurtural life. And threw a cast. A few pigses and hare
you are and no chicking, tribunes tribute, if you guess mimic miening.
Meanly in his lewd brogue take your tyon coppels token, with this good
sixtric from-mine runbag of juwels. Nummers that is summus that is toptip
that is bottombay that is Twomeys that is Digges that is Heres. In the
frameshape of hard mettles. For we all would fain make glories. It is
minely well mint.
Thus as count the costs of liquid courage,
a bullyon gauger, stowed stivers pengapung in bulk in hold (fight great
finnence! brayvoh, littIe bratton!) keen his kenning, the queriest of
the crew, with that fellow fearing for his own misshapes, should he be
himpself namesakely a foully fallen dissentant from the peripu lator,
sued towerds Meade-Reid and Lynn-Duff, rubbing the hodden son of a pookal,
leaden be light, lather be dry and it be drownd on all the ealsth beside,how
the camel and where the  deiffel or when the finicking or why the
funicking,who caused the scaffolding to be first removed you give orders,
babeling, were their reidey meade answer when on the cutey (the cores
pondent) in conflict of evidence drew a kick at witness but (missed) and
for whom in the dyffluns kiddy removed the planks they were wanted,
- Did do a dive, aped one.
- Propellopalombarouter, based two.
- Rutsch is for rutterman ramping his roe,
seed three. Where the muddies scrimm ball. Bimbim bimbim. And the maidies
scream all. Himhim himhim.
And forthemore let legend go lore of it
that mortar scene so cwympty dwympty what a dustydust it razed arboriginally
but, lucks leap to the lad at the top of the ladder, so sartors
risorted why the sinner the badder! Ho ho ho hoch! La la la lach! Hillary
rillarry gibbous grist to our millery! A pushpull, qq: quiescence, pp:
with extravent intervulve coupling.. The savest lauf in the world. Paradoxmutose
caring, but here in a present booth of Balla clay, Barthalamou, where
their dutchuncler mynhosts and serves them dram well right for a boors
interior (homereek van hohm ryk) that salve that selver is to screen its
auntey and has ringround as worldwise eve her sins (pip, pip, pip) willpip
futurepip feature apip footloose pastcast with spareshins and flash substittles
of noirse-made-earsy from a nephew mind the narrator but give the devil
his so long as those sohns of a blitzh call the tuone tuone and thonder
alout makes the thurd. Let there be. Due.
-Thats all murtagh purtagh but whad
ababs his dopter? sissed they who were onetime ungkerls themselves, (when
the youthel of his yorn shook the bouchal in his bed) twilled along side
in wiping the Ace assatiated with their wetting. The lappel of his size?
His ros in sola velnere and he sicckumed of homnis terrars. She wends
to scoulas in her slalpers. There were no pea nats in her famalgia so
no wumble she tumbled for his famas  roalls davors. Dont him
forget! A butcheler artsed out of Cullege Trainity. Diddled he daddle
a drop of the cradler on delight mebold laddy was stetched? Knit wear?
And they addled, (or ere the cry of their tongues would be uptied dead)
Shufflebotham asidled, plus his ducks fore his drills, an inlay of a liddle
more lining maught be licensed all at ones, be these same tokens, for
giving a brass rap, sneither a whole length nor a short shift so full
as all were concerned.
Burniface, shiply efter, shoply after,
at an angle of lag, let flow, brabble brabble and brabble, and so hostily,
heavyside breathing, came up with them and, check me joule, shot the three
tailors, butting back to Moyle herring, bump as beam and buttend, roller
and reiter, after the diluvs own deluge, the seasant samped as skibber
breezed in, tripping, dripping, threw the sheets in the wind, the tights
of his trunks at tickle to tackle and his rubmelucky truss rehorsing the
pouffed skirts of his overhawl. Hed left his stickup in his hand
to show them none ill feeling. Whatthough for all appentices it had a
mushroom on it. While he faced them front to back, Then paraseuls round,
quite taken atack, sclaiming, Howe cools Eavybrolly!
- Good marrams, sagd he, freshwatties and
boasterdes all, as he put into bierhiven, nogeysokey first, cabootle segund,
jilling to windwards, as he made straks for that oerasound the snarsty
weg for Publin, so was his horenpipe lug in the lee off their mouths organs,
with his tilt too taut for his tammy all a slaunter and his wigger on
a wagger with its tag tucked. Up. With a good easter ing and a good westering.
And he asked from him how the hitch did do this my fand sulkers that mone
met the Kidballacks which he suttonly remembered also where the hatch
was he endnew strandweys hes that fond sutchenson, a penincular
fraimd of mind, fordeed he was langseling to talka holt of hems, clown
toff, tye hug fliorten. Cablen: Clifftop. Shelvling tobay oppe long tomeadow.
Ware cobbles. Posh.
- Skibbereen has common inn, by pounautique,
with poke way paw, and sadder raven evermore, telled shinshanks lauwering
frankish for his kicker who, through the medium of gallic 
- Pukkelsen, tilltold.
That with some our prowed invisors how
their ulstravoliance led them infroraids, striking down and landing alow,
against our aerian insulation resistance, two boards that beached,ast
one, wid ness thane and tysk and hanry. Prepatrickularly all, they summed.
Kish met. Bound to. And for landlord, noting, nodding, a coast to moor
was cause to mear. Besides proof plenty, over proof While they either
took a heft. Or the other swore his eric. Heaved two, spluiced the menbrace.
Heirs at you, Brewinbaroon! Weth a whistle for methanks.
- Good marrams and good merrymills, sayd
good mothers gossip, bobbing his bowing both ways with the bents and skerries,
when they were all in the old walled of Kinkincaraborg (and that they
did overlive the hot air of Montybunkum upon the coal blasts of Mitropolitos
let there meeds be the hourihorn), hibernia ting after seven oak ages,
fearsome where they were he had gone dump in the doomering this tide where
the peixies would pickle him down to the button of his seat and his sess
old soss Erinly into the boelgein with the help of Divy and Jorums
locquor and shut the door after him to make a rarely fine Rans cattle
of fish. Morya Mortimor! Allapalla overus! Howoft had the ballshee tried!
And they laying low for his home gang in that eeriebleak mead, with fireball
feast and turkeys tumult and paupers patch to provide his bum end. The
foe things your niggerhead needs to be fitten for the Big Water. He made
the sign of the ham mer. Gods drought, he sayd, after a few daze,
thinking of all those bliakings, how leif pauses! Here you are back on
your haw kins, from Blasil the Brast to our povotogesus portocall, the
furt on the turn of the hurdies, slave to trade, vassal of spices and
a dragon-the-market, and be turbot, lurch a stripe, as were you soused
methought out of the mackerel. Eldsfells! sayd he. A kumpavin on iceslant!
Heres open handlegs for one old faulker from the hame folk here
in yous booth! So sell me gundy, sagd the now waging cappon, with
a warry posthumours expletion, shoots ogos shootsle him or wheres
that slob? A bit bite of keesens, he sagd, til Dennis, for this jantar
(and let the dobblins  roast perus,) or a stinger, he sagd, t. d.,
on a doroughbread ken nedys for Patriki San Saki on svo fro or my
old relogions out of tiempor and when Im soured to the tipple
you can sink me lead, he sagd, and, if I get can, sagd he, a pusspull
of tomtar tarum. Thirst because homing hand give. Allkey dallkey, sayd
the shops housebound, for he was as deep as the north star (and
could tolk sealers solder into tankars tolder) as might have
sayd every man to his beast, and a treat for the trading scow, my cater
million falls to you and crop feed a stall! Afram. And he got and gave
the ekspedient for Hombreyhambrey wilcomer whats the good word.
He made the sign on the feaster. Cloth be laid! And a disk of osturs for
the swanker! Allahballah! He was the care lessest man I ever see but he
sure had the most sand. One fish ball with fixings! For a dan of a ven
of a fin of-a son of a gun of a gombolier. Ekspedient, sayd he, sonnur
mine, Shackleton Sul ten! Opvarts and at ham, or this ogry Osler will
oxmaul us all, sayd he, like one familiar to the house, while Waldemar
was heeling it and Maldemaer was toeing it, soe syg he was walking from
the bowl at his food and the meer crank he was waiting for the tow of
his turn. Till they plied him behaste on the fare. Say wehrn!
- Nohow did he kersse or hoot alike the
suit and solder skins, minded first breachesmaker with considerable way
- Humpsea dumpsea, the munchantman, secondsnipped
cutter the curter.
- A ninth for a ninth. Take my worth from
it. And no mistaenk, they thricetold the taler and they knew the whyed
for too. The because of his sosuch. Uglymand fit himshemp but throats
fill us all! And threes heres for repeat of the unium! Place
the scaurs wore on your groot big bailey bill, he apullajibed, the OColonel
Power, latterly distented from the OConner Dan, so promonitory himself
that he was obliffious of the headth of hosth that rosed before him, from
Sheeroskouro, under its zembliance of mardal mansk, like a dun darting
dullemitter, with his moultain haares stuck in plostures upon it, (do
you kend yon peak with its coast so green?) still trystfully acape for
her his gragh knew well in pre-cious memory and that proud grace
to her, in gait a movely water, of smile a coolsome cup, with that rarefied
air of a Montmalency and her quick little breaths and her climbing colour.
Take thee live will save thee wive? Ill think uplon, lilady. Should
anerous enthroproise call homovirtue, duinnafear! The ghems to the
ghoom be she nere zo zma. Obsit nemon! Floodlift, her ancient of rights
regaining, so yester yidd, even remembrance. And greater grown then in
the trifle of her days, a mouse, a mere tittle, trots offwith the whole
panoromacron picture. Her young free yoke stilling his wandercursus, jilt
the spin of a curl and jolt the broadth of a buoy. The Annexandreian captive
conquest. Ethna Prettyplume, Hooghly Spaight. Him her first lap, her his
fast pal, for ditcher for plower, till deltas twoport. While this glowworlds
lump is gloaming off and han in hende will grow. Through simpling years
where the lowcasts have aten of amilikan honey and datish fruits and a
bannock of barley on Tham the Thatchers palm. O wanderness be wondernest
and now! Listen eath to me, veils of Mina! He would withsay, nepertheloss,
that is too me mean. I oldways did me walsh and preechup ere we set to
sope and fash. Now eats the vintner over these contents oft with his sad
slow munch for backonham. Yet never shet it the brood of aurowoch, not
for legions of donours of Gamuels. I have performed the law in truth for
the lord of the law, Taif Alif I have held out my hand for the holder
of my heart in Anna polis, my youthrib city. Be ye then my protectors
unto Mussa botomia before the guards of the city. Theirs theres is a gentle
meants agreement. Womensch plodge. To slope through heather till the foot.
Join Andersoon and Co. If the flowers of speech valed the springs of me
rising the hiker I hilltapped the murk I mist my blezzard way. Not a knocker
on his head nor a nick number on the manyoumeant. With that coldtbrundt
natteldster wefting stinks from Alpyssinia, wooving nihilnulls from Memo
land and wolving the ulvertones of the voice. But his spectrem onlymergeant
crested from the irised sea in plight, calvitousness, loss, nngnr, gliddinyss,
unwill and snorth. It might have been what you call your change of my
life but theres the chance of a  night for my lifting. Hillyhollow,
valleylow! With the sounds and the scents in the morning.
- I shot be shoddied, throttle me, fine
me cowheel for ever, usquebauched the ersewild aleconner, for bringing
briars to Bem bracken and ringing rinbus round Demetrius for, as you wrinkle
wryghtly, bully bluedomer, its a suirsites stircus haunting
hes teries round old volcanoes. We gin too gnir and thus plinary indulgence
makes collemullas of us all. But Time is for talerman tasting his tap.
Tiptoptap, Mister Maut.
He made one summery (Cholk and murble in
lonestime) of his the three swallows like he was muzzling Moselems and
torched up as the faery pangeant fluwed down the hisophenguts, a slake
for the quicklining, to the tickle of his tube and the twobble of his
fable, O, fibbing once upon a spray what a queer and queasy spree it was.
Which both did. Prompt. Eh, chrystal holder?
Save Ampster dampster that had rheumaniscences in his netherlumbs.
- By the drope in his groin, Ali Slupa,
thinks the cappon, plumbing his liners, we were heretofore.
- And be the coop of his gobbos, Reacher
the Thaurd, thinks your girth fatter, apopo of his buckseaseilers, but
wheres Horaces courtin troopsers?
- I put hem behind the oasthouse, sagd
Pukkelsen, tuning wound on the teller, appeased to thfe cue, that double
dyode dealered, and hes wallowing awash swill of the Tarra water.
And it marinned down his gargantast trombsathletic like the marousers
of the gulpstroom. The kersse of Wolafs on him, shitateyar, he sagd in
the fornicular, and, at weare or not at weare, Im sigen no stretcher,
for I carsed his murhersson goat in trotthers with them newbuckle noosers
behigh in the fire behame in the oasthouse. Hops! sagd he.
- Smoke and coke choke! lauffed till the
tear trickled drown a thigh the loafers all but a sheeps whosepants
that swished to the lord he hadnt and the starer his story was talled
to who felt that, the fierifornax being thurst on him motophosically,
as Omar sometime notes, such a satuation, debauchly to be watched for,
would empty dempty him down to the ground.
- And hopy tope! sagd he, anded the enderer,
now dyply hypnotised or hopeseys doper himself. And kersse him, sagd he,
after inunder tarrapoulling, and the shines he cuts, shinar, the screeder,
the stitchimesnider, adepted to nosestorsioms in his budinholder, cummanisht,
sagd he, (fouyoufoukou!) which goes in the ways smooking publics, sagd
he, bomboosting to be in thelitest civille row faction for a dubblebrasterd
navvygaiterd, (flick off that hvide aske, big head!) sagd he, the big
bag of my hamd till hem, tollerloon, sagd he, with his pudny bun brofkost
when he walts meet the bangd. I will put his fleas of wood in the flour,
and he sagd, behunt on the oatshus, the not wellmade one, sagd he, the
kersse of my armsore appal this most unmentionablest of men (mundering
eeriesk, if he didnt scalded him all the shimps names in his gitter!)
a coathemmed gusset sewer, sagd he, his first cudgin is an innvalet in
the unitred stables which is not feed tonights a kirtle offal fisk and
he is that woe worstered wastended shootmaker whatever poked a noodle
in a clouth! So for the second tryon all the meeting of the acarras had
it. How he hised his bungle oar his shourter and cut the pinter offhis
pourer and lay off for Fellagulphia in the farning. From his dhruimadhreamdhrue
back to Brighten-pon-the-Baltic, from our lunds rund turs bag til
threathy hoeres a wuke. Ugh!
- Stuff, Taaffe, stuff! interjoked it his
wifes hopesend to the boath of them consistently. Come back to May
- Ild luck to it! blastfumed the nowraging
scamptail, in flating furies outs trews his cammelskins, the flashlight
of his ire wacker ing from the eyewinker on his masttop. And aye far he
fared from Afferik Arena and yea near he night till Blawland Bearring,
baken be the brazen sun, buttered be the snows. And the sea shoaled and
the saw squalled. And, soaking scupper, didnt he drain
Infernal machinery (serial number: Bullysacre,
dig care a dig) having thus passed the buck to billy back from jack (finder
the keeper) as the baffling yarn sailed in circles it was now high tide
for the reminding pair of snipers to be suitably punished till they 
had, like the pervious oelkenner done, liquorally no more powers to their
elbow. Ignorinsers bliss, therefore, their not to say rifle butt
target, none too wisefolly, poor fish, (he is eating, he is spun, is milked,
he dives) upholding a lampthorne of lawstift as wand of welcome to all
men in bonafay, (and the corollas he so has saved gainsts the virus he
has thus injected!) discoastedself to that kipsie point of its Dublin
bar there, breaking and entering, from the outbacks dead heart,
Glasthule Bourne or Boehernapark Nolagh, by wattsismade or bianconi, astraylians
in island, a wellknown tall hat blown in between houses by a nightcap
of that silk or it might be a black velvet and a kiber galler dragging
his hunker, were signalling gael warnings towards Wazwollenzee Haven to
give them their beerings, east circular route or elegant central highway.
Open, tis luck will have it! Lifeboat Alloe, Noemans Woe,
Hircups Emptybolly! With winkles whelks and cocklesent jelks. Let be buttercup
eve lit by night in the Phoenix! Music. And old lotts have funn at Flammagens
ball. Till Irinwakes from Slumber Deep. How they succeeded by courting
daylight in saving darkness he who loves will see.
Business. His bestness. Copeman helpen.
He cupped his years to catch mes
to you in whats yours as minest to hissent, giel as gail, geil as
gaul, Odorozone, now our menial servent, blanding rum, milk and toddy
with I hand it to you. Saying whiches, see his bow on the hapence, with
a pat tedyr but digit here, he scooped the hens, hounds and horses biddy
by bunny, with an arc of his covethand, saved from the drohnings they
might oncounter, untill his cubid long, to hide in dry. Aside. Your sows
tin the topple, dodgers, trink me dregs! Zoot!
And with the gust of a spring alice the
fossickers and swaggelers with him on the hoof from down under piked forth
desert roses in that mulligar scrub.
Reenter Ashe Junior. Peiwei toptip, nankeen
pontdelounges. Gives fair day. Cheroot. Cheevio!
- Take off thatch whitehat (lo, Kersse
come in back bespoking of loungeon off the Boildawl stuumplecheats for
rushirishis Irush Irish, dangieling his old Conan over his top gallant
shouldier so was, lao yiu shao, hes like more look a novicer on
- Tick off that whilehot, you scum of a
botch, (of Kersse who, as he turned out, alas, hwen ching hwan chang,
had been mocking his hollaballoon a sample of the costume of the country).
- Tape oaf that saw foull and sew wrong,
welsher, you suck of a thick, stock and the udder, and confiteor yourself
(for bekersse he had cuttered up and misfutthered in the most multiplest
manner for that poor old bridges masthard slouch a shook of cloakses
the wise, hou he pouly hung hoang tseu, his own fitther couldnt
Chorus: With his coate so graye. And his
pounds that he pawned from the burning.
- And, haikon or hurlin, who did you do
at doyle today, my horsey dorksey gentryman. Serge Mee, suit! sazd he,
tersey ker sey. And when Tersse had sazd this Kersse stood them the whole
koursse of training how the whole blazy raze acurraghed, from lambkinsback
to sliving board and from spark to phoenish. And he tassed him tartly
and he sassed him smartly, tig for tager, strop for stripe, as long as
theres a lyasher on a kyat. And they peered him beheld on the pyre.
And it was so. Behold.
- Same capman no nothing horces two feller
he feller go where. Isnt that effect? gig for gag, asked there three
newcom mers till knockingshop at the ones upon a topers who, while in
admittance to that impedance, as three as they were there, they had been
malttreating themselves to their healths contempt.
- Thats fag for fig, metinkus, confessed,
mhos for mhos, those who, would it not be for that dielectrick, were upon
the point of obsoletion, and at the brink of from the pillary of the Nilsens
and from the statutes of the Kongbullies and from the millestones of Ovlergroamlius
libitate nos, Domnial!
- And so culp me goose, he sazd, szed the
ham muncipated of the first course, recoursing, all cholers and coughs
with his beauw  on the bummell, the bugganeering wanderducken, he
sazd, (that his pumps may ship awhoyle shandymound of the dussard), the
coarsehair highsaydighsayman, theres nice tugs he looks, (how you
was, Ship Alouset?) he sazd, the bloedaxe bloodooth baltxe bec, that is
crupping into our raw lenguage navel through the lumbsmall of his hawsehole,
he sazd, donconfounder him, voyag ing after maidens, belly jonah hunting
the polly joans, and the hurss of all portnoysers befaddle him, he sazd,
till I split in his flags, he sazd, one to one, the landslewder, after
Donnerbruch fire. Reefer was a wenchman. One can smell off his wetsments
how he is coming from a beach of promisck. Where is that old muttiny,
shall I ask? Free kicks he will have from me, turncoats, in Bar Bartley
if I wars a fewd years ago. Meistr Capteen Gaascooker, a salestrimmer!
As he was soampling me ledder, like pulp, and as I was trailing his fumbelums,
like hulp, hell fell the fall of me faus, he sazd, like yulp! The
goragorridgorballyed pushkalsson, he sazd, with his bellows pockets fulled
of potchtatos and his fox in a stomach, a disagrees to his ramskew coddlelecherskithers
zirkuvs, drop down dead and deaf, and there is never a teilwrmans in the
feof fife of Iseland or in the wholeabelongd of Skunkinabory from Drumadunderry
till the rumnants of Mecckrass, could milk a colt in thrushes foran furrow
follower width that a hole in his tale and that hell of a hull of a hill
of a camelump bakk. Fadgest fudgist!
Upon this dry call of selenium cell (that
horn of lunghalloon, Rilands in peril!) with its doomed crack of
the old damn ukonnen power insound in it the lord of the saloom, as if
for a flash sala magunnded himself, listed his tummelumpsk pack and hearinat
presently returned him, ambilaterally alleyeoneyesed, from their uppletoned
layir to his beforetime guests, that bunch of palers on their round, timemarching
and petrolling how, who if they were abound to loose a laugh (Toni Lampi,
you booraascal!) they were abooned to let it as the leashed they might
do when they felt (O, the wolf hes on the walk, sees his sham cram
bokk!) their joke was coming home to them, the steerage way for stabling,
ghus torily spoeking, gen and gang, dane and dare, like the dud spuk 
of his first foetotype (Trolldedroll, how vary and likely!), the filli
bustered, the fully bellied. With the old sit in his shoulders, and the
new satin atlas onder his uxter, erning his breadth to the swelt of his
proud and, picking up the emberose of the lizod lights, his tail toiled
of spume and spawn, and the bulk of him, and hulk of him as whenever it
was he reddled a ruad to riddle a rede from the sphinxish pairc while
Ede was a guardin, ere love a side issue. They hailed him cheeringly,
their encient, the murrainer, and wallruse, the merman, ye seal that lubs
you lassers, Thallasee or Tullafilmagh, when come of uniform age.
- Heave, coves, emptybloddy!
And ere he could catch or hook or line
to suit their saussyskins, the lumpenpack. Underbund was overraskelled.
- Sot! sod the tailors opsits from their
gabbalots, change all that whole set. Shut down and shet up. Our set,
our sets allohn.
And they poured em behoiled on the fire.
Rowdiose wodhalooing. Theirs is one lessonless
missage for good and truesirs. Will any persen bereaved to be passent
bring back or rumpart to the Hoved politymester. Clontarf, one love, one
fear. Ellers for the greeter glossary of code, callen hom: Finucane-Lee,
Wind from the nordth. Warmer towards muffinbell,
As our revelant Colunnfiller predicted
in last mounts chattiry sermon, the allexpected depression over
Schiumdinebbia, a bygger muster of veirying precipitation and haralded
by faugh sicknells, (hear kokkenhovens ekstras!) and umwalloped in an
unusuable suite of clouds, having filthered through the middelhav of the
same gorgers kennel on its wage wealthwards and incursioned a sotten
retch of low pleasure, missed in some parts but with lucal drizzles, the
outlook for tomarry (Streamstress Mandig) beamed brider, his ability good.
What hopends to they? Giant crash in Aden.
Birdflights confirm abbroaching nub-tials. Burial of Lifetenant-Groevener
Hatchett, R.I.D. Devines Previdence.
Art thou gainous sense uncompetite! Limited.
Anna Lynchya Pourable! One and eleven. United We Stand, even many offered.
Dont forget. I wish auspicable thievesdayte for the stork dyrby.
It will be a thousands a won paddies. And soon to bet. On drums
of bliss. With hapsalap troth, hipsalewd prudity, hopesalot hon nessy,
hoopsaloop luck. After when from midnights unwards the fourposter harp
quartetto. (Kiskiviikko, Kalastus. Torstaj, tanssia. Perjantaj, peleja.
Lavantaj ja Sunnuntaj, christianismus kirjallisuus, kirjallisuus christianismus.)
Whilesd this pellover his finnisch.
- Comither, ahorace, thou mighty man of
valour, elderman adaptive of Capel Ysnod, and tsay-fong tsei-foun a laun
bricks number till Ive fined you a faulter-in-law, to become your
son to-be, gentlemens tealer, generalman seelord, gosse and bosse, hunguest
and horasa, jonjemsums both, in sailsmanship, szed the head marines talebearer,
then sayd the ships gospfather in the scat story to the husbands
capture and either you does or he musts ant this moment same, sayd he,
so let laid pacts be being betving ye, he sayd, by my main makeshift,
he sayd, one fisk and one flesk, as flat as, Aestmand Addmundson you,
youre iron slides and so hompety domp as Paddley Mac Namara here
hes a hardy canooter, for the two breasts of Banba are her soilers
and her toilers, if thou wilt serve Idyall as thou hast sayld. Brothers
Boathes, brothers Coathes, ye have swallen blooders oathes. And
Gophar sayd unto Glideon and sayd he to the nowedding captain, the rude
hunner able Humphrey, who was praying god of clothildies by the seven
bosses of his trunktarge he would save bucklesome when she wooed belove
on him, comeether, sayd he, my merrytime mare lupe, you wutan whaal, sayd
he, into the shipfolds of our quad rupede island, bless madhugh, mardyk,
luusk and cong! Blass Neddos bray! And no more of your maimed acts after
this with your kowtoros and criados to every tome, thick and heavy, and
our onliness of his revelance to your ultitude. The illfollowable staying
in wait for you with the winning word put into his mouth  or be the
hooley tabell, as Horrocks Toler hath most cares to call it, Ill
rehearse your comeundermends and first mardhyr you en tirely. As puck
as that Paddeus picked the pun and left the lollies off the foiled. A
Trinity judge will crux your boom. Pat is the man for thy. Ay ay! And
he pured him beheild of the ouishguss, mingling a sign of the cruisk.
I popetithes thee, Ocean, sayd he, Oscarvaughther, sayd he, Erievikkingr,
sayd he, intra trifum triforium trifoliorum, sayd he, onconditionally,
forfor furst of giel gaulgalls and hero chief explunderer of the clansakiltic,
sayd he, the streameress mastress to the sea aase cuddycoalmans
and let this douche for you as a wholly apuzzlers and for all the
puk kaleens to the wakes of you, sayd he, out of the hellsinky of the
howtheners and be danned to ye, sayd he, into our roomyo con nellic relation,
sayd he, from which our this pledge is given, Tera truly ternatrine if
not son towards thousand like expect chrisan athems to which I osker your
godhsbattaring, saelir, for as you gott kvold whereafter a gooden diggin
and with gooder enscure from osion buck fared agen fairioes feuded hailsohame
til Edar in that the loyd mave hercy on your sael! Anomyn and awer. Spickinusand.
- Nansense, you snorsted? he was haltid
considerable agenst all religions overtrow so hworefore the thokkurs pokker
the big bug miklamanded storstore exploder would he be whulesalesolde
daadooped by Priest Gudfodren of the sacredhaunt suit in Diaeblen-Balkley
at Domnkirk Saint Petricksburg? But ear this:
- And here, aaherra, my rere admirable
peadar poulsen, sayd he, consistently, to the secondnamed sutor, my lately
lamented sponsorship, comesend round that wine and lift your horn, sayd
he, to show youre a skolar for, winter you likes or not, we brought
your summer with us and, tomkin about your lief eurek ason and his undishcovery
of americle, be the rolling forties, he sayd, and on my sopper crappidamn,
as Harris himself says, to let you in on some crismion dottrin, here is
the ninethest pork of a man whisk swimmies in Dybblin water from Ballscodden
easthmost till Thyrstons Lickslip and, sayd he, (whiles the heart
of Lukky Swayn slaughed in his icebox for to think of all the soorts of
 smukklers he would behave in juteyfrieze being forelooper to her)
praties peel to our goodsend Brandonius, filius of a Cara, spouse
to Fynlogue, he has the nicesth pert of a nittlewoman in the house, la
chito, la chato, la Charmadouiro, Tina-bat-Talur, cif for your fob and
a tesura astore for you, eslucylamp aswhen the surge seas sombren, that
he daughts upon of anny livving plusquebelle, to child and foster, thats
the lippeyears wonder of Totty go, Newschool, two titty too at win
winnie won, tramity trimming and funnity fare, with a grit as hard as
the trent of the thimes but a touch as saft as the dee in flooing and
never a Hyderow Jenny the like of her lightness at look and you leap,
rheadoromanscing long evmans invairn, about little Anny Roners and all
the Lavinias of ester yours and pleding for them to herself in the periglus
glatsch hangs over her trickle bed, its a piz of fortune if it never
falls from the stuffel, and, when that mallauras over till next
time and all the prim rossies are out dressparading and the tubas tout
tout for the glowru of their god, making every Dinny dingle after her
down the Dargul dale and (wait awhile, blusterbuss, youre marchadant
too forte and dont start furlan your ladins till you ve learned
the lie of her landuage!), when its summwer calding and she can
hear the pianutunar beyant the bayondes in Combria sleepytalking to the
Wiltsh muntons, titting out through her droemer window for the flyend
of a touchman over the wishtas of English Strand, when Kilbarrack bell
pings saksalaisance that Concessas with Sinbads may (pong!), where our
dollimonde sees the phantom shape of Mr Fortunatus Wright since winksome
Miss Bulkeley made loe to her wrecker and he took her to be a rover, O,
and playing house of ivary dower of gould and gift you soil me peepat
my prize, which its a blue loogoont for her in a bleakeyed seusan if she
cant work her mireiclles and give Norgeyborgey good airish timers,
while her fresh racy turf is kindly kindling up the lovver with the flu,
with a roaryboaryellas would set an Ei weddyng on fire, let aloon an old
Humpopolamos with the boomar poorter on his brain, aiden bay scye and
dye, aasbukividdy, twentynine to her dozen and coocoo him didulceydovely
to his old cawcaws huggin and munin for his strict privatear which 
theres no pure rube like an ool pool roober when your pullar beer
turns out Bruin OLuinn and beat his barge into a battering pram
with her wattling way for cubblin and, be me fairy fay, sayd he, the marriage
mixter, to Kersse, Son of Joe Ashe, her coax fonder, wiry eyes and winky
hair, timkin abeat your Andraws Meltons and his lovsang of the short and
shifty, I will turn my thinks to things alove and I will speak but threes
ones, sayd he, my truest patrions good founter, poles a port and zones
asunder, tie up in hates and repeat at luxure, you can better your tooblue
prodestind arson, tyler bach, after roundsabouts and donochs and the volumed
smoke, though the clonk in his stumble strikes warn, and were he laid
out on that counter there like a Slavocrates amongst his skippies, when
it comes to the ride onerable, sayd he, thats to make plain Nanny
Ni Sheeres a full Dinamarqueza, and all needed for the lay, from the hursey
on the montey with the room in herberge down to forkpiece and bucklecatch,
(Elding, my elding! and Lif, my lif!) in the pravacy of the pirmanocturne,
hap, sayd he, at that meet hour of night, and hop, sayd he, ant the fyrsty
annas everso thried (whiles the breath of Huppy Hulles pond swumped in
his seachest for to renumber all the mallyme dears long roll and
call of sweetheart emmas that every had a port in from Coxenhagen till
the brottels on the Nile), while taylight is yet slipping under their
pillow, (ill omens on Kitty Cole if shes spilling laddys measure!)
and before Sing Mattins in the Fields, ringsengd ringsengd, bings Heri
the Concorant Erho, and the Referinn Fuchs Gutmann gives us Ill
Bell the Welled or The Steeplepoys Revanger and all Thingavalley
knows for its never dawn in the dark but the deed comes to life? and raptist
bride is aptist breed (tha lassy! tha lassy!), and, to buoy the hoop within
us springing, tis no timbertar shell have then in her arms
brace to doll the dallydandle, our fiery quean, upon the night of the
things of the night of the making to stand up the double tet of the oversear
of the seize who cometh from the mighty deep and on the night of making
Horuse to crihumph over his enemy, be the help of me cope as so pluse
the riches of the roed shields, with Elizabeliza blessing the bedpain,
at the willbedone  of Yinko Jinko Randy, come Bastabasco and hippychip
eggs, she will make a suomease pair and singlette, jodhpur smalls and
tailor less, a copeners cribful, leaf, bud and berry, the divlins
own little mimmykin puss, (hip, hip, horatia!) for my old comrhade salty
mar here, Briganteen - General Sir A. I. Magnus, the flapper nooser, master
of the good lifebark Ulivengrene of Onslought, and the homespund
of her hearth, (Fuss his farther was the norse norse east and Muss his
mother was a gluepot) and, gravydock or groovy anker, and a hulldread
pursunk manowhood, who (with a chenchen for his delight time and a bonzeye
nappin through his doze) he is the bettest bluffy blondblubber of an olewidgeon
what overspat a skettle in a skib.
And Dub did glow that night. In Fingal
of victories. Cann matha and Cathlin sang together. And the three shouters
of glory. ·Yelling halfviewed their harps. Surly Tuhal smiled upon
drear Darthoola: and Roscrannas bolgaboyo begirlified the daughter
of Cormac. The soul of everyelsesbody rolled into its olesoleself. A doublemonths
licence, lease on mirth, while hooney moon and her flame went huneysuckling.
Holyryssia, what boom of bells! What battle of bragues on Sandgate where
met the bobby mobbed his bibby mabbing through the ryce. Even Tombs left
doss and dunnage down in Demidoffs tomb and drew on the dournailed
clogs that Morty Manning left him and legged in by Ghoststown Gate, like
Pompei up to date,with a sprig of White boys heather on his late Luke
Elcocks heirloom. And some say they seen old dummydeaf with a leaf
of bronze on his cloak so grey,trooping his colour a pace to the reire.
And as owfally posh with his halfcrown jool as if he was the Granjook
Meckl or Paster de Grace on the Route de lEpée. It was joobileejeu
that All Sorts Jour. Freestouters and publicranks, hafts on glaives.
You could hear them swearing threaties on the Cymylaya Mountains, man.
And giving it out to the Ould Fathach and louth mouthing after the Healy
Mealy with an enfysis to bring down the rain of Tarar. Nevertoletta! Evertomind!
The grandest bethehailey seen or heard on earths conspectrum since
Scape  the Goat, that gafr, ate the Suenders bible. Hadnt we
heavens lamps to hide us? Yet every lane had its lively spark and
every spark had its several spurtles and each spitfire spurtle had some
trick of her trade, a tease for Ned, nooks nestle for Fred and a
peep at me mow for Peer Pol. So that Father Matt Hughes looked taytotally
threbled. But Danno the Dane grimmed. Dune. Twere yeg will elsecare
doatty lanv meet they dewscent hyemn to cannons roar and rifles
peal vill shantey soloweys sang! For there were no more Tyrrhanees and
for Laxembraghs was pass thecupper to Our Laders. And it was dim
upon the floods only and there was day on all the ground.
Thus street spins legends while wharves
woves tales but some family fewd felt a nick in their name. Old Vickers
sate down on their airs and straightened the points of their lace. Red
Rowleys popped out of their lairs and asked what was wrong with the race.
Mick na Murrough used dripping in layers to shave all the furze off his
face. The Burke-Lees and Coyle-Finns paid full feines for their sinns
when the Cap and Miss Coolie were roped.
With her banbax hoist from holder, zig
for zag through pool and polder, cheap, cheap, cheap and Laughing Jack,
all augurs scorenning, see the Bolche your pictures motion and Kitzy Kleinsuessmein
eloping for that holm in Finns Hotel Fiord, Nova Norening. Where
they pulled down the kuddle and they made fray and if thee dont
look homey,well,that Dook can eye Mae.
He goat a berth. And she cot a manege.
And wohls gorse mundom ganna wedst.
Knock knock. Wars where! Which war?
The Twwinns. Knock knock. Woos without! Without what? An apple. Knock
The kilder massed, one then and uhindred,
(harefoot, birdy hands, herringabone, beesknees), and they barneydansked
a kathareen round to know the who and to show the howsome. Why was you
hiding, moder of moders? And where was hunty,  poppa the gun? Pointing
up to skyless heaven like the spoon out of sergeantmajors tay. Which
was the worst of them phaymix cupplerts? Hes herd of hoarding and
her faiths is altared. Becom ing ungoing, their seeming sames for though
that liamstone deaf do his part theres a windtreetop whipples the
damp off the mourning. But tellusit allasif wellasits end. And the lunger
it takes the swooner they tumble two. He knows hes just thrilling
and shes sure shed squeam. The threelegged man and the tulip
pied dewydress. Lludd hillmythey, were brimming to hear! The durst
he did and the first she ever? Peganeen Bushe, this isnt the polkar,
catch as you cancan when high land fling! And you Tim Tommy Melooney,
Ill tittle your barents if you stick that pigpin upinto meh!
So in the names of the balder and of the
sol and of the holli chrost, ogsowearit, trisexnone, and by way of letting
the aandt out of her grosskropper and leading the mokes home by their
gribes, whoopsabout a plabbaside of plobbicides, alamam alemon, poison
kerls, on this mounden of Delude, and in the high places of Delude of
Isreal, which is Haraharem and the diublins owld mounden over against
Vikens, from your tarns, thwaites and thorpes, withes, tofts and fosses,
fells, haughs and shaws, lunds, garths and dales, mensuring the megnominous
as so will is the littleyest, the myrioheartzed with toroidal coil, eira
area round wantanajocky, fin above wave after duckydowndivvy, trader arm
aslung beauty belt, the formor velican and nana karlikeevna, sommerlad
and cinderenda, Valtivar and Viv, how Big Bil Brine Borumoter first took
his gage at lil lolly lavvander waader since when capriole legs covets
limbs of a crane and was it the twylyd or the mounth of the yare or the
feint of her smell made the seo men assalt of her (in imageascene all:
whimwhim whimwhim). To the laetification of disgeneration by neuhumorisation
of our kristianiasation. As the last liar in the earth begeylywayled the
first lady of the forest. Though Toots pardoosled sauve lhum
mour! For the joy of the dew on the flower of the fleets on the fields
of the foam of the waves of the seas of the wild main from Borneholm has
jest come to crown. 
Snip snap snoody. Noo err historyend goody.
Of a lil trip trap and a big treeskooner for he put off the ketyl and
they made three (for fie!) and if hec dont love alpy then lad you annoy
me. For hanigen with hunigen still haunt ahunt to finnd their hinnigen
ydoodled and anruly person creeked a jest. Gestapose to parry off cheekars
or frankfurters on the odor. Fine again, Cuoholson! Peace, O wiley!
Such was the act of goth stepping the tolk
of Doolin, drain and plantage, wattle and daub, with youll peel
as Ill pale and well pull the boath toground togutter, testies
touchwood and shenstone unto pop and puma, calf and condor, under all
the gaauspices (incorporated), the chal and his chi, their roammerin over,
gribgrobgrab reining trippetytrappety (so fore shalt thou flow, else thy
cavern hair!) to whom she (anit likenand please thee!). Till sealump becamedump
to bumpslump a lifflebed, (altol
, allamarsch! O gu, O gu!).
Kaemper Daemper to Jetty de Waarft, all the weight of that mons on his
little ribbeunuch! Him that gronde old mand to be that haard of heaering
(afore said) and her the petty tondur with the fix in her changeable eye
(which see), Lord, me lad, he goes with blowbierd, leedy, plasheous stream.
But before that his loudship was converted to a landshop there was a little
theogamyjig incidence that hoppy go-jumpy Junuary morn when he colluded
with the cad out on the beg amudst the fiounaregal gaames of those oathmassed
fenians for whome hes forcecaused a bridge of the piers, at Inverleffy,
mating pontine of their engagement, synnbildising graters and things,
eke ysendt? O nilly, not all, heres the fust cataraction! As if
ever she cared an assuan damm about her harpoons sticking all out of him
whet between phoenix his calipers and that psourdonome sheath. Sdrats
ye, Gus Paudheen! Kennys thought ye, Dinny Oozle! While the cit
was leaking asphalt like a suburbiaurealis in his rure was tucking to
him like old booths, booths, booths, booths.
Enterruption. Check or slowback. Dvershen.
Why, wonder of wenchalows, what o szeszame
open, v doer s t doing? V door s being. But how theng thingajarry miens
but this being becoming n z doer? K? An o. It is ne not him what foots
like a glove, shoehandschiner Pad Podomkin. Sooftly, anni slavey, szszuszchee
The aged crafty nummifeed confusionary
overinsured ever Iapsing accentuated katekattershin clopped, clopped,
clopped, darsey dobrey, back and along the danzing corridor, as she was
going to pimpim him, way boy wally, not without her comple ment of cavarnan
men, between the two deathdealing allied divisions and the lines of readypresent
fire of the corkedagains up stored, taken in giving the saloot, band your
hands going in, bind your heads coming out, and remoltked to herselp in
her serfs alown, a weerpovy willowy dreevy drawly and the patter
of so familiars, farabroads and behomeans, as she shure sknows, boof for
a booby, boo: new uses in their mewseyfume. The jammesons is a cook in
his hair. And the juinnesses is a rapin his hind. And the Bullingdong
caught the wind up. Dip.
And the message she braught belaw from
the missus she bragged abouve that had her agony stays outsize her sari
chemise, blancking her shifts for to keep up the fascion since the king
of all dronnings kissed her beeswixed hand, fang (pierce me, hunky, Im
full of meunders!), her fize like a tubtail of mondayne clothes, fed to
the chaps with working medicals and her birthright pang that would split
an atam like the forty pins in her hood, was to fader huncher a howdydowdy,
to mountainy mots in her amnest plein language, from his fain a wan, his
hot and tot lass, to pierce his ropeloop ear, how, Podushka be prayhasd,
now the sowns of his loins were awinking and waking and his dorter of
the hush lillabilla lullaby (lead us not into reformication with the poors
in your thingdom of gory, O moan!), once after males, nonce at a time,
with them Murphys puffs she dursted with gnockmeggs and the bramborry
cake for dour dorty dompling obayre Mattom Beetom_and epsut the pfot and
if he was whishtful to licture her caudal with chesty chach from his dauberg
den and noviny news from Naul or toplots talks from morrienbaths 
or a parrotsprates cure for ensevelised lethurgies, spicks
my spoon and the veriblest spoon, twas her hour for the chambers
ensallycopodium with love to melost Panny Kostello from X.Y. Zid for to
folly billybobbis gibits porzy punzy and she was a wanton for De Marera
to take her genial glow to bed.
- This is time for my tubble, reflected
Mr Gladstone Browne in the toll hut (it was choractoristic
from that man of Delgany). Dip.
- This is me vulcanite smoking, profused
Mr Bonaparte Nolan under the natecup (one feels how one may
hereby reekig nites the ground old mahonagyan). Dip.
- And this is defender of defeater of defaulter
of deformer of the funst man in Danelagh, willingtoned in with this glance
dowon his browen and that born appalled noodlum the panellite pairs
cummal delimitator, odding: Oliver White, hes as tiff as shes
tight. And thisens his speak quite hoarse. Dip.
In reverence to her midgetsy the lady of
the comeallyous as madgestoo our own ones goff stature. Prosim,
prosit, to the krk n yr nck!
O rum it is the chomicalest thing how it
pickles up the punchey and the jude. If youll gimmy your thing to
me I will gamey a sing to thee. Stay where youre dummy! To get her
to go ther. He banged the scoop and she bagged the sugar while the whole
pubs pobbel done a stare. On the mizzatint wall. With its chromo
for all, crimm crimms. Showing holdmenags asses sat by Allme necks
men, canins to ride with em, canins that lept at em, woollied and flundered.
So the kateys came and the kateys game. As so gangs sludge
nose. And that henchwench what hopped it dunneth there duft the. Duras.
Yes, weve conned thon print in its
gloss so gay how it came from Finndladers Yule to the day and its
Hey Tallaght Hoe on the kings highway with his hounds on the home
at a turning. To Donnicoombe Fairing. Millikins Pass. When visiting
at Izd-la-Chapelle taste the lipe ofthe waters from Carlowmans Cup.
It tellyhows its story to their six of
hearts, a twelve-eyed man; for whom has madjestky who since is dyed drown
reign before the izba.
Au! Au! Aue! Ha! Heish!
As stage to set by ritual rote for the
grimm grimm tale of the four of hyacinths, the deafeeled carp and the
buglers dozen of leagues-in-amour or how Holispolis went to Parkland
with mabby and sammy and sonny and sissy and mops varlet de shambles
and all to find the right place for it by peep oskirt or pipe a
skirl when the hundt called a halt on the chivvychace of the ground sloper
at that ligtning lovemakers thender apeal till, between wandering
weather and stable wind, vastelend hosteil end, neuziel and oltrigger
some, Bullyclubber burgherly shut the rush in general.
Let us propel us for the frey of the fray!
Us, us, beraddy!
Ko Niutirenis hauru leish! A lala! Ko Niutirenis
haururu laleish! Ala lala! The Wullingthund sturm is breaking. The sound
of maormaoring The Wellingthund sturm waxes fuer cilier. The whackawhacks
of the sturm. Katu te ihis ihis! Katu te wana wana! The strength of the
rawshorn generand is known throughout the world. Let us say if we may
what a weeny wukeleen can do.
Au! Au! Aue! Ha! Heish! A lala!
- Paud the roosky, werent they all
of them then each in his different way of saying calling on the one in
the same time hibernian knights underthaner that was having, half for
the laugh of the bliss it sint barbaras another doesend end once tale
of a tublin wished on to him with its olives ocolombs and its hills owns
ravings and Tutty his tour in his Nowhares yarcht. It was before
when Aimee stood for Arthurduke for the figger in pro fane and fell from
grace so madlley for fill the flatter fellows. (They were saying). And
it was the lang in the shirt in the green. of the wood, where obelisk
rises when odalisks fall, major threft on the make and jollyjacques spindthrift
on the merry (O Mr Mathurin, they were calling, what a topheavy hat youre
in! And there aramny maeud, then they were saying, these so piou-
And it was cyclums cyclorums after he made
design on the corse and he want to mess on him (enterellbo add all taller
Danis), back, seater and sides,and he applied (Im amazingly sorracer!)
the wholed bould shoulderedboys width for fullness, measures for
messieurs, messers massed, (they were saycalling again and agone
and all over agun, the louthly meathers, the loudly meaders, the lously
measlers, six to one, bar ones).
And they pled him beheighten the firing.
Maltomeetim, alltomatetam, when a tale
tarries shome shunter shove on. Fore auld they wauld to pree.
Of this Mr A (tillalaric) and these wasch
woman (dapple hued), fhronehflord and feeofeeds, who had insue keen and
able and a spindlesong aside, nothing more is told until now, his awebrume
hour, her sere Sahara of sad oakleaves. And then. Be old. The next thing
is. We are once amore as babes awondering in a wold made fresh where with
the hen in the storyaboot we start from scratch.
So the truce, the old truce and nattonbuff
the truce, boys. Drouth is stronger than faction. Slant. Shinshin. Shinshin.
- It was of The Grant, old gartener, qua
golden meddlist, Publius Manlius, fuderal private, (his place is his poster,
sure, they said, and were going to mark it, sore, they said, with
a carbon caustick manner) bequother the liberaloider at his petty corpore
lezzo that hung caughtnapping from his baited breath, it was of him, my
wife and I thinks, to feel to every of the younging fruits, tenderosed
like an atalantics breastswells or, on a second wreath ing, a bright
tauth bight shimmeryshaking for the welt of his plow. And wher-o the peckadillies
at his wristsends meetings be loving so lightly dovessoild the candidacy,
me wipin eye sinks, of his softboiled bosom should be apparient even to
our illicterate of nullatinenties.
All to which not a lot snapped The Nolan
of the Calabashes at his whilom eweheart photognomist who by this sum
taken was as much incensed by Saint Bruno as that what he had con summed
was his own panegoric, and wot a lout about it if it was  only a
pippappoff pigeon shoot that gracesold getrunner, the man of centuries,
was bowled out by judge, jury and umpire at batmans biff like a
witchbefooled legate. Dupe.
His almonence being alaterelly in dispensation
with his three oldher patrons aid, providencers divine cow
to milkfeeding mleckman, bonafacies to solafides, what matter what all
his freudzay or who holds his hat to harm him, let hutch just keep on
under at being a vanished consinent and let annapal livibel prettily prattle
a lude all her own. And be that semeliminal salmon solemonly angled,ingate
and outgate. A truce to lovecalls, dulled in warclothes, maleybags, things
and bleakhusen. Leave the letter that never begins to go find the latter
that ever comes to end, written in smoke and blurred by mist and signed
of solitude, sealed at night.
Simply. As says the mug in the middle,
nay brian nay noel, ney billy ney boney. Imagine twee cweamy wosen. Suppwose
you get a beautiful thought and cull them sylvias sub silence. Then inmaggin
a stotterer. Suppoutre him to been one bigger master Omnibil. Then lustily
(tutu the font and tritt on the boks woods like gay feeterss dance)
immengine up to three longly lurking lobstarts. Fair instents the Will
Woolsley Wellaslayers. Pet her, pink him, play pranks with them. She will
nod ampro perly smile. He may seem to appraisiate it. They are as piractical
jukersmen sure to paltipsypote. Feel the wollies drippeling out of your
fingathumbs. Says to youssilves (floweers have ears, heahear!) solowly:
So these ease Budlim! How do, dainty dau limbs? So peached to pick on
you in this way, prue and simple, pritt and spry! Heyday too, Malster
Faunagon, and hopes your hahititahiti licks the mankey nuts! And oodlum
hoodlum dood lum to yes, Donn, Teague and Hurleg, who the bullocks brought
you here and how the hillocks are ye?
We want Bud. We want Bud Budderly. We want
Bud Budderly boddily. There he is in his Borrisalooner. The man that shunned
the rucks on Gereland. The man thut won the bettlle of the bawll. Order,
order, order, order! And tough. We call on Tan cred Artaxerxes Flavin
to compeer with Barnabas Ulick Dunne.  Order, order, order! Milster
Malster in the chair. Weve heard it sinse sung thousandtimes. How
Burghley shuck the rackushant Germanon. For Ehren, boys, gobrawl! A public
plouse. Citizen soldiers.
TAFF (a smart boy, of the peat freers,
thirty two eleven, looking through the roof towards a relevution of the
karmalife order privious to his hoisting of an emergency umberolum in
byway of paraguastical solation to the rhyttel in his hedd). All was
flashing and krashning blurty moriartsky blutcherudd? What see, buttywalch?
Tell ever so often?
BUTT (mottledged youth, clergical appealance,
who, as his pied friar, is supposing to motto the sorry dejester in tifftaff
toffiness or to be digarced from ever and a daye in his accounts).
But da. But dada, mwilshsuni. Till even so aften. Sea vaast a pool! TAFF
(porumptly helping himself out by the cesspull with a yellup yurrup, puts
up his furry furzed hare). Butly bitly! Humme to our mounthings. Conscribe
him tillusk, unt, in his jubalant tubalence, the groundsapper, with his
soilday site out on his moulday side in. The gubernier-gerenal in laut-lievtonant
of Baltiskeeamore, amaltheouse for leporty hole! Endues paramilintary
langdwage. The saillils of the yellavs nocadont palignol urdlesh. Shelltoss
and welltass and telltuss aghom! Sling Stranaslang, how Malo razzias spikes
her, coining a speak a spake! Not the Setanik stuff that slimed soft Siranouche!
The goot old gunshop monowards for manosymples. Tincurs tammit! They did
oak hay doe fou Chang-il-meng when that man dairain was big top
tom saw tip side bum boss pageantfiller. Ajaculate! All lea light! Rassamble
the glowrings of Bruyant the Bref when the Mollies Makehal pence took
his leg for his thumb. And may he be too an intrepida tion of our dreams
which we foregot at wiking when the mom hath razed out limpalove and the
bleakfrost chilled our ravery! Pook. Sing ching lew mang! Upgo, bobbycop!
Lets hear in remember the braise of Hold!
BUTT (drawling forth from his blousom
whereis meditabound of his minkerstary, switches on his gorsecoppers
fling weitoheito lang thorn, fed up the grain oils of Aerin, while his
laugh neighs banck as  that flasherminds rays and his
lipponease longuewedge wambles). Ullahbluh! Sehyoh narar, pokehole
sann! Manhead very dirty by am anoyato. Like old Dolldy Icon when he cooked
up his iggs in bicon. He gatovit and me gotafit and Oalgoaks Cheloven
gut a fudden. Povar old pitschobed! Molodeztious of metchennacht belaburt
that pentschmyaso! Bog carsse and dam neat, sar, gam cant! Limbers affront
of him, lumbers behund. While the bucks bite his dos his hart bides the
ros till the bounds of his bays bell the warning. Sobaiter sobarkar. He
was enmivallupped. Chro mean fastion. With all his cannoball wappents.
In his raglanrock and his malakoiffed bulbsbyg and his varnashed roscians
and his cardigans blousejagged and his scarlett manchokuffs and his tree
coloured camiflag and his perikopendolous gaelstorms. Here weeks hire
pulchers! Obrianias beromst! From Karrs and Polikoffs, the
mens confessioners. Seval shimars pleasant time payings. Mousoumeselles
buckwoulds look. Tenter and likelings.
TAFF (all Perssiasterssias shookatnaratatattar
at his waggon horchers, his bulgeglarying stargapers razzledazzlingly
full of eyes, full of balls, full of holes, full of buttons, full of stains,
full of medals, full of blickblackblobs). Grozarktic! Toadlebens!
Some garment guy! Insects appalling, low hum clang sin! A cheap decoy!
Too deep destroy! Say mangraphique, may say nay por daguerre!
BUTT (if that he hids foregodden has
nate of glozery farused ameet the florahs of the follest, his spent fishs
livid smile giving allasundery the bumfit of the doped). Come alleyou
jupes of Wymmingtown that graze the calves of Man! A bear raigning in
his heavenspawn consomation robes. Rent, outraged, yewleaved, grained,
bal looned, hindergored and voluant! Erminias capecloaked hoo doodman!
First he s s st steppes. Then he st stoo stoopt. Lookt.
TAFF (strick struck strangling like
aleal lusky Lubliner to merum ber by the cycl of the cruize who strungled
Attahilloupa with what empoisoned El Monte de Zuma and failing wilnaynilnay
that he was pallups barn in the minkst of the Krumlin befodt he was pop
soused into the monkst of the vatercan, makes the holypolygon of the emt
on the greaseshaper, a little farther, a little soon, a lettera-cettera,
oukraydoubray). Scutterer of guld, he is retourious on every roudery!
The lyewdsky so so sewn of a fitchid! With his walshbrushup. And his boney
BUTT (after his tongues in his cheeks,
with pinkpoker pointing out in rutene to impassible abjects beyond the
mistomist towards Lissnaluhy such as the Djublian Alps and the Hoofd Ribeiro
as where he and his trulock may ever make a game). The field of karhags
and that bloasted tree. Forget not the felled! For the lomondations of
Oghrem! Warful doons bothem. Here furry glunn. Nye? Their feery
pass. Tak! With guerillaman aspear aspoor to prink the pranks of primkissies.
And the buddies be hide in the byre. Allahblah!
TAFF (a blackseer, he stroves to regulect
all the straggles for wife in the rut of the past through the widnows
in effigies keening after the blank sheets in their faminy to the relix
of oll decency from over draught). Oh day of rath! Ah, murther of
mines! Eh, selo moy! Uh, zulu luy! Bernesson Mac Mahahon from Osro bearing
nose easger for sweeth prolettas on his swooth prowl!
BUTT (back to his peatrol and paump:
swee Gees wee rest: no more applehooley: dodewodedook). Bruinoboroff,
the hooney moonger, and the grizzliest manmichal in Meideveide! Whose
annal livves the hoiest! For he devoused the lelias on the fined and he
conforted samp, tramp and marchint out of the drumbume of a narse. Guards,
serf Finnland, serve we all!
TAFF (whatwidth the psychophannies at
the front and whetwadth the psuckofumbers beholden the fair, illcertain,
between his bulchri chudes and the roshashanaral, where he sees Bishop
Ribboncake plus his pollex prized going forth on his visitations of mirrage
or Miss Horizon, justso all our fannacies daintied her, on the curve of
the camber, unsheathing a showlaced limbaloft to the great consternations).
Divulge! Hyededye, kittyls, and howdeddoh, pan! Poshbott and pulbuties.
See that we soll or let dargman be luna as strait a way as your ants
folly me line while ye post is goang from Piping Pubwirth to Haunted Hillborough
on his Mujiksys Zaravence, the Riss, the Ross, the sur of all Russers,as
my farst is near to hear and my sackend is meet to sedon while my wholes
a peers  aureolies. We should say you dones the polecad. Bang
on the booche, gurg in the gorge, rap on the roof and your flup is unbu
BUTT (at the signal of his act which
seems to sharpnel his innermals menody, playing the spool of the little
brown jog round the wheel of her whang goes the millner). Buckily buckily,
blodestained boyne! Bimbambombumb. His snapper was shot in the Rumjar
Journaral. Why the gigls he lubbed beeyed him).
TAFF (obliges with a two stop yogacoga
sumphoty on the bones or ivory girl and ebony boy). The balacleivka!
Trovatarovitch! I trumble!
BUTT (with the sickle of a scygthe but
the humour of a hummer, O, howorodies through his cholaroguled, fumfing
to a fullfrength with this wallowing olfact). Mortar martar tartar
wartar! May his boules grow wider so his skittles gets worse! The aged
monad making a venture out of the murder of investment. I seen him acting
surgent what betwinks the scimitar star and the ashen moon. By their lights
shalthow throw him! Piff paff for puffpuff and my pife for his cgar! The
mlachy way for gambling.
[Up to this curkscraw bind an admirable
verbivocovisual presentment of the worldrenownced Caerholme Event has
been being given by The Irish Race and World. The huddled and aliven
stable crashers have shared fleetfooted enthusiasm with the paddocks dare
and ditches tare while the mews was combing ground. Hippo hopparray helioscope
flashed winsor places as the gates might see. Meusdeus! That was (with
burning briar) Mr Twomass Noho holan for their common contribe satisfunction
in the purports of amusedment telling the Verily Roverend Father Epiphanes
shrineshriver of Saint Dhoroughs (in browne bomler) how (assuary
as theres a bonum in your osstheology!) Backlegs shirked the racing
kenneldar. The saintly scholarists roastering guffalawd of nupersaturals
holler at this metanoic excomologosis tells of the chestnuts (once
again, Wittyngtom!) absolutionally romptyhompty successfulness. A lot
of lasses and lads without damas or dads, but fresh and blued with collecting
boxes. One aught spare ores triflets, to be shut: it is Coppingers for
the children. Slippery Sam hard by them, physically present how-somedever
morally absent, was slooching about in his knavish diamonds asking Gmax,
Knox and the Dmuggies (a pinnance for your toughts, turffers!) to deck
the ace of duds. Tomtinker Tim, howbeit, his unremitting retainer, (the
seers are the seers of Samael but the heers are the heers of Timoth) is
in Boozers Gloom, soalken steady in his sulken tents. Baldawl the
curse, baledale the day! And the frocks of shick sheeples in their shum
mering insamples! You see: a chiefsmith, semperal scandal stinkmakers,
a middinest from the Casabianca and, of course, Mr Fry. Barass! Pardon
the inquisition, causas es quostas? It is Da Valorems Dominical
Brayers. Why coif that weird hood? Because among nosoever circusdances
is to be apprehended the dustungwashed poltronage of the lost Gabbarnaur-Jaggar
nath. Pamjab! Gross Jumpiter, whud was thud? Luckluckluck luckluckluckluck!
It is the Thousand to One Guinea-Gooseberrys Lipperfull Slipver
Cup. Hold hard, ridesiddle titelittle Pitsy Riley! Gurragrunch, gurragrunch!
They are at the turn of the fourth of the hurdles. By the hross of Xristos,
Holophullopopu lace is a shote of excramation! Bumchub! Emancipator, the
Creman hunter (Major Hermyn C. Entwhistle) with dramatic effect reproducing
the form of famous sires on the scene of the formers triumphs, is showing
the eagles way to Mr Whayte haytes three buy geldings Homo
Made Ink, Bailey Beacon and Ratatuohy while Furstin II and The Other Girl
(Mrs Boss Waters, Leavybrink) too early spring dabbles, are
showing a clean pairofhids to Immensipater. Sinkathinks to oppen here!
To this virgins tuft, on this golden of evens! I never sought of
sinkathink. Our lorkmakor he is proformly annuysed He is shinkly thinkly
shaking in his schayns. Sat will be off follteedee. This eeridreme has
being effered you by Bett and Tipp. Tipp and Bett, our swapstick quackchancers,
in From Topphole to Bottom of The Irish Race and World.]
TAFF (awary that the first sports report
of Loudin Reginald has now been afterthoughtfully colliberated by a saggind
spurts flash, takes the dipperend direction and, for tasing the tiomor
of  malaise after the pognency of orangultonia, orients by
way of Sagit tarius towards Draco on the Lour). And you collier carsst
on him, the corsar, with Boyle, Burke and Campbell, Ill gogemble
on strangbones tomb. You had just been cerberating a camp camp camp to
Saint Sepulchres march through the armeemonds re treat with the
boys all marshalled, scattering giants hail over the curseway, fellowed
along the rout by the stenchions of the corpse. Tell the coldspells
terroth! If you please, commeylad! Perfedes Albionias! Think some ingain
think, as Teakortairer sate over the Galwegian caftan forewhen Orops and
Aasas were chooldrengs and micramacrees! A forward movement, Miles na
Bogaleen, and despatch!
BUTT (slinking his coatsleeves surdout
over his squad mutton shoulder so as to loop more life the jauntlyman
as he scents the anggreget yup behound their whole scoopchinas desperate
noys totalage and explaining aposteriorly how awstooloo was valde
sombre belowes hero and he was in a greak esthate phophiar an erixtion
on the soseptuple side of him made spoil apriori his popo porportiums).
Yass, zotnyzor, I dont think I did not, pojr. Never you brother
me for I scout it, think you! Ichts nichts on nichts! Greates Schtschuptar!
Me fol the rawlawdy in the schpirrt of a schkrepz. Of all the quirasses
and all the qwehrmin in the tra gedoes of those antiants their grandoper,
that soun of a gun nong, with his sabaothsopolettes, smooking his scandleloose
at botthends of him! Foinn duhans! I grandthinked after his obras after
another time about the itch in his egondoom he was legging boldylugged
from some pulversporochs and lyoking for a stool eazy for to nemesisplotsch
allafranka and for to salubrate himself with an ultradungs heavenly mass
at his base by a suprime pomp ship chorams the perished popes, the reverend
and allaverred cromlecks,and when I heard his lewdbrogue reciping his
cheap cheateary gospeds to sintry and santry and sentry and suntry I thought
he was only haftara having afterhis brokeforths but be the homely Churopodvas
I no sooner seen aghist of his frighte ousness then I was bibbering with
vear a few versets off fooling for fjorg for my fifth foot. Of manifest
tis obedience and the. Flute! 
TAFF (though the unglucksarsoon is giming
for to git him, jotning in, hoghly ligious, hapagodlap, like a soldierry
sap, with a pique at his cue and a tyr in his eye and a bond of his back
and a croak in his cry as did jolly well harm lean oer him)
Is not athug who would. Weepon, weeponder, song of sorrowmon! Which goatheye
and sheepskeer they damnty well know. Papaist! Gambanman! Take the cawraidds
blow! Yia! Your partridges last!
BUTT (giving his scimmianised twinge
in acknuckledownedgment of this cumulikick, strafe from the firetrench,
studenly drobs led, sa toniseels ouchyotchy, he changecors induniforms
as he is lefting the gat out of the big: his face glows green, his hair
greys white, his bleyes bcome broon to suite his cultic twalette).
But when I seeing him in his oneship fetch along within hail that tourrible
tall with his nitshnykopfgoknob and attempting like a brandylogged rudeman
cathargic, lugging up and laiding down his livepelts so cruschinly like
Mebbuck at Messar and expousing his old skinful self tailtottom by manurevring
in open ordure to renew murature with the cowruads in their airish pleasantry
I thanked he was recovering breadth from some herdsquatters beyond the
carcasses and I couldnt erver nerver to tell a liard story not of
I knew the prize if from lead or alimoney. But when I got inoccu pation
of a full new of his old basemiddelism, in ackshan, pagne pogne, by the
veereyed lights of the stormtrooping clouds and in the sheenflare of the
battleaxes of the heroim and mid the shieldfails awail of the bitteraccents
of the sorafim and caught the pfierce tsmell of his aurals, orankastank,
a suphead setrapped, like Peder the Greste, altipaltar, my bill it forsooks
allegiance (gut bull it!) and, no lie is this, I was babbeing and yetaghain
bubbering, bibbelboy, me marrues me shkewers me gnaas me fiet, tob tob
tob beat it, solongopatom..Clummensy if ever mis used, must used yous
now! But, meac Coolp, Arram of Eirze rum, as I love our Deer Dirouchy,
I confesses withould pride jealice when I looked upon the Saur of all
the Haurousians with the weight of his arge fullin upon him from the travaillings
of his tommuck and rueckenased the fates of a bosser there was fear on
me the sons of Nuad for him and it was heavy he was for me  then
the way I immingled my Irmenial hairmaierians ammon gled his Gospolis
fomiliours till, achaura moucreas, I adnt the arts to.
TAFF (as a marrer off act, prepensing
how such waldmanns from Burnias seduced country clowns, he is preposing
barangaparang after going knowing what he is doing after to see him pluggy
well moidered as a murder effect, you bet your blowie knife, before he
doze soze, sopprused though he is) Grot Zot! You hidnt the hurts?
BUTT (hearing somrother sudly give tworthree
peevish sniff snuff snoores like govalise falseleep he waitawhishts to
see might he stirs and then goes on kuldrum like without asking for pepeace
or anysing a soul). Merzmard! I met with whom it was too late. My
fate! O hate! Fairwail! Fearwealing of the groan! And think of that when
you smugs to bagot.
TAFF (who meanwhilome at yarns
length so as to put a nodje in the poestcher, by wile of stoccan his hand
and of rooma makin ber getting umptyums gatherumed off the skattert,had
been lavish ing, lagan on lighthouse, words of silent power, susu glouglou
biri biri gongos, upon the repleted speechsalvers innkeeping right
which, thanks giveme and naperied norms nonobstaclant, there can be little
doubt, have resulted in a momstchance ministring of another guid ness,
my good, to see) Bompromifazzio! Shumpum for Pa-li-di and oukosouso
for the nipper dandy! Trink off this scup and be bladdy orafferteed! To
BUTT (he whipedoffs his chimbley
phot, as lips lovecurling to the tongueopener, he takecups the communion
of sense at the hands of the foregiver of trosstpassers and thereinofter
centelinnates that potifex miximhost with haruspical hospedariaty proferring
into his pauses somewhot salt bacon). Theres scares knud in this gnarld
warld a fully so svend as dilates for the improvement of our foerses of
nature by your very ample solvent of referacting upon me like is boesen
fiennd. [The other foregotthened abbosed in the Mullingaria are during
this swishingsight teilweisioned. How the fictionable world 
in Fruzian Creamtartery is loading off heavy furses and affubling themselves
with muckinstushes. The neatschknee Novgolosh. How the spinach ruddocks
are being tatoovatted up for the second comings of antigreenst. Hebeneros
for Aromal Peace. How Alibey Ibrahim wisheths Bella Suora to a holy cryptmahs
while the Arumbian Knives Riders axecutes devilances round the jehumispheure.
Learn the Nunsturk. How Old Yales boys is making rebolutions for the cunning
New Yirls, never elding, still begidding, never to mate to lend, never
to ate selleries and never to add soulleries and never to ant sulleries
and never to aid silleries with sucharow with sotchyouroff as Burkeleys
Shows a ructiongetherall. Phone for Phineal toomellow aftermorn
and your phumerals a roselixion.]
TAFF (now as he has been past the buckthurnstock
from Peadhar Piper of Colliguchuna, whiles they all are bealting pots
to dubrin din for old daddam dombstom to tomb and wamb humbs lumbs agamb,
glimpse agam, glance agen, rise up road and hive up hill, and find your
pollyvoulley foncey pitchin ingles in the parler). Since you are on
for versingrhetorish say your piece! How Buccleuch shocked the rosing
girnirilles. A ballet of Gasty Power. A hov and az ov and off like a gow!
And dont live out the sad of tearfs, piddyawhick! Not offgott affsang
is you, buthbach? Ath yet heredayth noth endeth, hay? Vaersegood! Buckle
to! Sayyessik, Ballygarry. The fourscore soculums are watchyoumaycodding
to cooll the skoopgoods blooff. Harkabuddy, feign! Thingman placeyear
howed wholst somwom shimwhir tinkledinkledelled. Shinfine deed in the
myrtle of the bog tway fainmain stod op to slog, free bond men lay lurkin
on. Tuan about whattinghim! Fore sneezturmdrappen! Twill be a rpnice
pschange, arrah, sir? Can you come it, budd?
BUTT (who in the cushlows of his goodsforseeking
hoarth, ever fondlinger of his pimple spurk, is a niallist of the ninth
homestages, the babybell in his baggutstract upper going off allatwanst,
begad, lest he should challenge himself, beygoad, till angush). Horrasure,
toff! As said as would. It was Colporal Phailinx first. Hittit was 
of another time, a white horsday where the midril met the bulg, sbogom,
roughnow along about the first equinarx in the cholon der, on the plain
of Khorason as thou goest from the mount of Bekel, Steep Nemorn, elve
hundred and therety and to years how the krow flees end in deed, after
a power of skimiskes, blodidens and godinats of them, when we sight the
beasts, (heg heg whatlk of wraimy wetter!), moist moonful date man aver
held dimsdzey death with, and higheye was in the Reilly Oirish Krzerszonese
Milesia asundurst Sirdarthar Woolwichleagues, good tomkeys years somewhile
in Crimealian wall samewhere in Ayerland, during me weeping stillstumms
over the freshprosts of Eastchept and the dangling garters of Marrowbone
and daring my wapping stiltstunts on Bostion Moss, old stile and new style
and heave a lep onwards. And winn again, blaguadargoos, or lues the day,
plays goat, the banshee pealer, if moskats knows whoss whizz, the great
day and the druidful day come San Patrisky and the grand day, the excellent
fine splendorous long agreeable toastworthy cylindrical day, go Sixt of
the Ninth, the heptahundread annam dammias that Hajizfijjiz ells me is
and will and was be till the timelag is in it thats told in the
Bok of Alam to columnkill all the prefacies of Erin gone brugk. But Icantenue.
And incommixtion. We was lowsome like till wed took out after the
dead beats. So I begin to study and I soon show them days reasons
how to give the cold shake to they blighty perishers and lay one over
the beats. All feller he look he call all feller come longa villa finish.
Toumbalo, how was I acclapadad! From them banjopeddlars on the raid. Gidding
up me anti vanillas and getting off the stissas me aunties. Boxerising
and coxerusing. And swiping a johnny dann sweept for to exercitise myself
neverwithstanding the topkats and his roaming cartridges, orussheying
and patronning, out all over Crummwiliam wall. Be the why it was me who
TAFF (all for letting his tinder and
lighting be put to beheiss in the feuer and, while durblinly obasiant
to the felicias of the skivis, Still smolking his fulvurite turfkish in
the rooking pressance of  laddios). Yaa hoo how how, col?
Whom battles joined no bottles sever! Wornt you aid a comp?
BUTT (in his difficoltous tresdobremient,
he feels a bitvalike a baddlefall of staot but falls a batforlake a borrlefull
of bare). And me awlphul omegrims! Between me rassociations in the
postlea deny past and me disconnections with aplompervious futules Ive
a boodle full of maimeries in me buzzim and medears runs sloze, bleime,
as I now with platoonic leave recoil in (how the thickens they come back
to one to rust!) me misenary post for all them old boyars thats
now boomaringing in waulholler, me alma marthyrs. I dring to them, bycorn
spirits fuselaiding, and you cullies adjutant, even where its contentsed
wody, with absents wehrmuth. Junglemen in agleement, I give thee our greatly
swooren, Theoccupant that Rueandredful, the thrown fullvner and all our
royal devouts with the arrest of the whole inhibitance of Neuilands! One
brief mouth. And a velligoolap now! Meould attashees the currgans, (if
they could get a kick at this time for all thats hapenced to us!)
Cedric said Gormleyson and Danno ODunnochoo and Conno OCannochar
it is this were their names for we were all under that manner barracksers
on Kong Gores Wood together, thurkmen three, with those khakireinettes,
our miladies in their toileries, the twum plum yumnietcies, Vjeras Vjenaskayas,
of old Djadja Uncken who was a great mark for jinking and junking, up
the palposes of womth and wamth, we war, and the charme of their lyse
brocade. For lispias harth a burm in eye but whem it bames fire norone
screeneth. Hulp, hulp, huzzars! Raise ras tryracy! Freetimes free!
Up Lancesters! Anathem!
TAFF (who still senses that heavinscent
houroines that enter trained him who they were sinuorivals from the sunny
Espionia but plied wopsy with his wallets in thatthack of the bustle Bakerloo,
(II.32), passing the uninational truthbosh in smoothing irony over the
multinotcheralled infructuosities of his grinner set). The rib, the
rib, the quean of oldbyrdes, Sinya Sonyavitches! Your Rhoda Cockardes
that are raday to embrace our ruddy inflamtry world! In their ohosililesvienne
biribarbebeway. Till theyve  kinks in their tringers and boils
on their taws. Whor dor the pene lie, Mer Pencho? Ist dramhead countmortial
or gonorrhal stab? Mind your pughs and keaoghs, if you piggots, marsh!
Do the nut, dingbut! Be a dag! For zahur and zimmerminnes! Sing in the
chorias to the ethur:
[In the heliotropical noughttime following
a fade of transformed Tuff and, pending its viseversion, a metenergic
reglow of beaming Batt, the bairdboard bombardment screen, if taste fully
taut guranium satin, tends to teleframe and step up to the charge of a
light barricade. Down the photoslope in syncopanc pulses, with the bitts
bugtwug their teffs, the missledhropes, glitteraglatteraglutt, borne by
their carnier walve. Spraygun rakes and splits them from a double focus:
grenadite, damny mite, alextronite, nichilite: and the scanning firespot
of the sgunners traverses the rutilanced illustred sunksundered lines.
Shlossh! A gaspel truce leaks out over the caeseine coatings. Amid a fluorescence
of spectracular mephiticism there caoculates through the inconoscope stealdily
a still, the figure of a fellow chap in the wohly ghast, Popey ODonoshough,
the jesuneral of the russuates. The idolon exhibisces the seals of his
orders: the starre of the Son of Heaven, the girtel of Izodella the Calot
tica, the cross of Michelides Apaleogos, the latchet of Jan of Nepomuk,
the puffpuff and pompom of Powther and Pall, the great belt, band and
bucklings of the Martyrology of Gorman. It is for the castomercies mudwake
surveice. The victar. Pleace to notnoys speach above your dreadths, please
to doughboys. Hll, smthngs gnwrng wthth sprsnwtch! He blanks his oggles
because he confesses to all his tellavicious nieces. He blocks his nosoes
be cause that he confesses to everywheres he was always putting up his
latest faengers. He wollops his mouther with a sword of tusk in as because
that he confesses how opten he used be obening her howonton he used be
undering her. He boundles alltogotter his manucupes with his pedarrests
in asmuch as because that he confesses before all his handcomplishies
and behind all his comfoderacies. And (hereis cant came back saying he
codant steal no lunger, yessis,  catz come buck beques he
caudant stail awake) he touched upon this tree of livings in the middenst
of the garerden for inasmuch as because that he confessed to it on Hillel
and down Dalem and in the places which the lepers inhabit in the place
of the stones and in pontofert jusfuggading amoret now he come to think
of it jolly well ruttengenerously olyovyover the ole blucky shop. Pugger
old Pumpey ODungaschiff! There will be a hen collection of him after
avensung on the feld of Hanar. Dumble down, looties and gengstermen! Dtin,
dtin, dtin, dtin!]
BUTT (with a gisture expansive of Mr
Lhugewhite Cadderpollard with sunflawered beautonhole pulled up point
blanck by mailbag mundaynism at Oldbally Court though the hissindensity
buck far of his melovelance tells how when he was fast marking his first
lord for cremation the whyfe of his bothem was the very lads thing
to elter his mehind). Prostatates, pujealousties! Dovolnoisers, prayshyous!
Defense in every circumstancias of deboutcheries no the chaste daffs I
Pack pickets, pioghs and kughs to be palsey putred! Be at the peme, prease,
of not forgetting or mere betoken yourself to hother prace! Correct me,
pleatze commando, for cossakes but I abjure of it. No more basquibezigues
for this pole aprican! With askormiles eskermillas. I had my billyfell
of duckish delights the whole pukny time on rawmeots and juliannes with
their lambstoels in my kiddeneys and my ramsbutter in their sassenacher
ribs, knee her, do her and trey her, when thosirian cumb dumb like
the whalf on the fiord and we prey ing players and pinching peacesmokes,
troupkers tomiatskyns all, for Father Petrie Spence of Parishmoslattary
to go and leave us and the crimsend daun to shellalite on the darkumen
(scene as signed, Slobabogue), feeding and sleeping on the huguenottes
(the snuggest spalniels where the lieons tame!) and raiding
revolations over the allbegeneses (sand us and saint us and sound as agun!).
Yet still in all, spit for spat, like we chantied on Sunda schoon, every
warson wearrier kaddies a komnate in his schnapsack and unlist I am getting
foegutfulls of the rugi ments of savaliged wildfire I was gamefellow willmate
and send  us victorias with nowells and brownings, dumm, sneak and
curry, and all the fun I had in that fanagans week. A strange man
wearing abarrel. And heres a gift of meggs and teggs. And as I live
by chipping nortons. And tis iron fits the farmer, ay. Arcdesedo!
Renborumba! Then were the hellscyown days for our fellows, the loyal leibsters,
and we was the redugout raw recruitioners, praddies three and prettish
too, a wheeze we has in our waynward islands, wee engrish, one long blue
streak, jisty and pithy af durck rosolun, with hand to hand as Homard
Kayenne was always jiggilyjugging about in his wendowed courage when our
woos with the wenches went wined for a song, tsingirillies zyngarettes,
while Woodbine Willie, so popiular with the poppyrossies, our Chorney
Choplain, blued the air. Sczlanthas! Banzaine! Bissbasses! S. Pivorandbowl.
And we all tuned in to hear the topmast noviality. Up the revels drown
the rinks and almistips allround! Paddy Bonhamme he vives! En core! And
tig for tag Togatogtug. My droomodose days Y loved you abover all the
strest. Blowhole brasshat and boy with his boots off and the butch of
our bunch and all. It was buckoo bonzer, beleeme. I was a bare prive without
my doglegs but I did not give to one humpenny dump, wingh or wangh, touching
those thusengaged slavey generales of Tanah Kornalls, the meelishas
deelishas, pronouncing their very flank movemens in sunpictorsbosk. Baghus
the whatwar! I could always take good cover of myself and, eyedulls or
earwakers, preyers for rain or cominations, I did not care three tankers
hoots, (sham! hem! or chaffit!) for any feelings from my lifeprivates
on their reptro grad leanins because I have Their Honours booth my respectables
sþurs assistershood off Lyndhurst Terrace, the puttih Misses Celana
Dalems, and she in vinting her angurr can belle the troth on her alliance
and I know His Heriness, my respeaktoble me dams culonelle on Mellay Street,
Lightnints Gundhur Sawabs, and they would never as the aimees of servation
let me down. Not on your bludger life, touters! No peeping, pimpadoors!
And, by Jova I never went wrong nor let him doom till, risky wark rasky
wolk, at the head of the wake, up come stumblebum  (ye olde cottemptable!),
his urssian gemenal, in his scutts rudes unreformed and he went
before him in that nemcon enchelonce with the same old domstoole story
and his upleave the fallener as is greatly to be petted (whitesides do
his beard!) and I seen his brichashert offensive and his boortholomas
vadnhammaggs vise a vise them scharlot runners and how they gave love
to him and how he took the ward from us (odious the fly fly flurtation
of his him and hers! Just mairmaid maddeling it was it he was!) and, my
oreland for a rolvever, sord, by the splunthers of colt and bung goes
the enemay the Percy rally got me, messgr, (as true as theirs an
Almagnian Gothabobus!) to blow the grand off his aceupper. Thistake its
meest! And after meath the dulwich. We insurrectioned and, be the procuratress
of the hory synnotts, before he could tell pullyirragun to parrylewis,
I shuttm, missus, like a wide sleever! Hump to dump! Tumbleheaver! TAFF
(camelsensing that sonce they have given bron a nuhlan the volkar boastsung
is heading to sea vermelhion but too wellbred not the ignore the umzemlianess
of this rifals preceedings, in an effort towards autosotorisation,
effaces himself in favour of the idiology alwise behounding his lumpy
hump off homosodalism which means that if he has lain amain to lolly his
liking-cabronne! he may pops lilly a young one to his herth - combrune
-) Oholy rasher, Im be liever! And Oho bullyclaver of ye, bragadore-gunneral!
The grand ohold spider! It is a name to call to him Umsturdum Vonn! Ah,
you were shutter reshottus and sieger besieged. Aha race of fiercemarchands
counterination oho of shorpshoopers.
BUTT (miraculising into the Dann Deafir
warcry, his bigotes bristling, as, jittinju triggity shittery pet, he
shouts his thump and feeh fauh foul finngures up the heighohs of their
ahs!) Bluddy muddymuzzle! The buckbeshottered! Hell umbozzle
no more graves nor home no haunder, lou garou, for gayl geselles in dead
mens hills! Kaptan (backsights to his bared!), His Cum bulent Embulence,
the frustate fourstar Russkakruscam, Dom Allah Okhorwan, connundurumchuff.
TAFF (who, asbestas can, wiz the healps
of gosh and his bluzzid maikar, has been sulphuring to himsalves all the
pungataries  of sin praktice in failing to furrow theogonies
of the dommed). Trisseme, the mangoat! And the name of the Most Marsiful,
the Aweghost, the Gragious one! In sobber sooth and in souber civiles?
And to the dirtiment of the curtailment of his all of man? Notshoh?
BUTT (maomant scoffin, but apoxyomenously
deturbaned but thems bleachin banes will be after making a bashmans
haloday out of the euphorious hagiohygiecynicism of his die and be diademmed).
Yastsar! In sabre tooth and sobre saviles! Senonnevero! That he leaves
nyet is my grafe. He deared me to it and he dared me do it, and bedattle
I didaredonit as Cocksnark of Killtork can tell and Ussur Ursussen of
the viktaurious onrush with all the rattles in his arctic! As bold and
as madhouse a bull in a meadows. Knout Knittrick Kinkypeard! Olefoh, the
sourd of foemoe times! Unknun! For when meseemim, and tolfoklokken rolland
allover ourlouds lande, beheaving up that sob of tunf for to claimhis,
for to wollpimsolff, puddywhuck. Ay, and untuoning his culothone in an
exitous erseroyal Deo Jupto.At that instullt to Igorladns! Prronto!
I gave one dobblenotch and I ups with my crozzier. Mirrdo! With my how
on armer and hits leg an arrow cockshock rockrogn. Sparro! [The abnihilisation
of the etym by the grisning of the grosning of the grinder of the grunder
of the first lord of hurtreford ex polodotonates through Parsuralia with
an ivanmorinthorrorumble fragoromboassity amidwhiches general uttermosts
confussion are perceivable moletons skaping with mulicules which coventry
plumpkins fairlygosmotherthemselves in the Landaunelegants of Pinkadindy.
Similar scenatas are projectilised from Hullulullu, Bawlawayo, empyreal
Raum and mordern Atems. They were precisely the twelves of clocks, noon
minutes, none seconds. At someseat of Oldanelangs Konguerrig, by
dawnybreak in Aira.]
TAFF (skimperskamper, his wools gatherings
all over cromlin what with the birstol boys artheynes and is it her tour
and the crackery of the fullfour fivefirearms and the crockery of their
dam-dam domdom chumbers). Wharall thubulbs uptheaires!
BUTT (pulling alast stark daniel with alest
doog at doorak while too greater than pardon painfully the issue of his
mouth diminuen doing, vility of vilities, he becomes, allasvitally, faint).
Shurenoff! Like Faun MacGhoul!
BUTT and TAFF (desprot slave wager and
foeman feodal un sheckled, now one and the same person, their fight upheld
to right for a wee while being baffled and tottered, umbraged by the shadow
of Old Erssias magisquammythical mulattomilitiaman, the living by
owning over the surfers of the glebe whose sway craven minnions had caused
to revile, as, too foul for hell, under boiling Mauses burning brand,
he falls by Golls gillie, but keenheartened by the circuminsistence
of the Parkes ORarelys in a hurdly gurdly Cicilian concertone of
their fonngeena barney brawl, shaken everybothys hands, while S.
E. Morehampton makes leave to E. N. Sheil martin after Meetinghouse Lanigan
has embaraced Vergemout Hall, and, without falter or mormor or blathrehoot
of sophsterliness, pugnate the pledge of fiannaship, dook to dook, with
a commonturn oudchd of fest man and best man astoutsalliesemoutioun palms
it off like commodity tokens against a cococancancacacanotioun). When
old the wormd was a gadden and Anthea first unfoiled her limbs wanderloot
was the way the wood wagged where opter and apter were samuraised twimbs.
They had their mutthering ivies and their murdhering idies and their mouldhering
iries in that muskat grove but therell be bright plinnyflowers in
Calo mellas cool bowers when the magpyres babble towers scorching
and screeching from the ravenindove. If thees lobed the sex of his head
and mees ates the seep of his traublers hes dancing figgies to the
spittle side and shoving outs the soord. And hell be buying buys
and go gulling gells with his flossim and jessim of carm, silk and honey
while myandthys playing lancifer lucifug and whats duff as a bettle
for usses makes coy cosyn corollanes moues weeter to wee. So till
butagain budly shoots thon rising germinal let bodley chow the fatt of
his anger and badley bide the toil of his tubb. 
[The pump and pipe pingers are ideally
reconstituted. The putther and bowls are peterpacked up. All the presents
are deter mining as regards for the future the howabouts of their past
absences which they might see on at hearing could they once smell of tastes
from touch. To ought find a values for. The must over listingness. When
ex what is ungiven. As ad where. Stillhead. Blunk.]
Shutmup. And bud did down well right. And
if he sung dumb in his glass darkly speech lit face to face on allaround.
Vociferagitant. Viceversounding. Namely,
Abdul Abulbul Amir or Ivan Slavansky Slavar. In alldconfusalem. As to
whom the major guiltfeather pertained it was Hercushiccups care
to educe. Beautys bath shes bound to bind beholders and pride,
his purge, has place appoint in penance and the laws own libel lifts
and lames the low with the lofty. Be of the housed! While the Hersy Hunt
they harrow the hill for to rout them rollicking rogues from, rule those
racketeer romps from, rein their rockery rides from. Rambling.
Nightclothesed, arooned, the conquerods
sway. After their battle thy fair bosom.
- That is too tootrue enough in Solidans
Island as in Mol tern Giaourmany and from the Amelakins off to date back
to land of engined Egypsians, assented from his opening before his inlookers
of where an oxmanstongue stalled stabled the well nourished one, lord
of the seven days, overlord of sats and suns, the sat of all the suns
which are in the ring of his system of the sats of his sun, god of the
scuffeldfallen skillfilledfelon, who (he contaimns) hangsters, who (he
constrains) hersirrs, a gain chang ful, a mintage vaster, heavy on shirts,
lucky with shifts, the top side humpup stummock atween his showdows fellah,
Misto Tee wiley Spillitshops, who keepeth watch in Khummer-Phett, whose
spouse is An-Lyph, the dogs bladder, warmer of his couch in fore.
We all, for whole men is lepers, have been nobbut won terers in that chill
childerness which is our true name after the allfaulters (mugs luck
to em!) and, bespeaking of love and lie detectors in venuvarities, whateither
the drugs truth of it, was  there an iota of from the faust to the
lost. And that is at most re doubtedly an overthrew of each and ilkermann
of us, I persuade myself, before Gow, gentlemen, so true as this are my
kopfinpot astrode on these is my boardsoldereds.
It sollecited, grobbling hummley, his roundhouse
of seven orofaces, of all, guiltshouters or crimemummers, to be sayd by,
codnops, advices for, free of gracies, scamps encloded, com petitioning
them, if they had steadied Jura or when they had raced Messafissi, husband
of your wifebetter or bestman botcha lover of you yourself, how comes
ever a body in our taylorised world to selve out thishis, whither it gives
a primeum nobilees for our notomise or naught, the farst wriggle from
the ubivence, whereom is man, that old offender, nother man, wheile he
is asame. And fullexampling. The pints in question. With some by spills.
And sicsecs to provim hurtig. Soups on!
- A time. And a find time. Whenin aye was
a kiddling. And the tarikies held sowansopper. Let there beam a frishfrey.
And they sodhe gudhe rudhe brodhe wedhe swedhe medhe in the kanddledrum.
I have just (let us suppraise) been reading in a (suppressed) book - it
is notwithstempting by meassures long and limited - the latterpress is
eminently legligible and the paper, so he eagerly seized upon, has scarsely
been buttered in works of previous publicity wholebeit in keener notcase
would I turf aside for pastureuration. Packen paper paineth whomto is
sacred scriptured sign. Who straps it scraps it that might, if ashed,
have healped. Enough, however, have I read of it, like my good bedst friend,
to augur in the hurry of the times that it will cocommend the widest circulation
and a reputation coextensive with its merits when inthrusted into safe
and pious hands upon so edifying a mission as it, I can see, as is his.
It his ambullished with expurga tive plates, replete in information and
accampaigning the action passiom, slopbang, whizzcrash, boomarattling
from burst to past, as I have just been seeing, with my warmest venerections,
of a timmersome townside upthecountrylifer, (Guard place the town!) allthose
everwhalmed upon that preposterous blank seat, before the wordcraft of
this early woodcutter, a master of vignett-iennes and our findest
grobsmid among all their orefices, (and, shukar in chowdar, so splunderdly
English!) Mr Aubeyron Birdslay. Chubgoodchob, arsoncheep and wellwillworth
a triat! Bismillafoulties. But the hasard you asks is justly ever behind
his meddle throw! Those sad pour sad forengistanters, dastychappy dustyrust!
Chaichairs. It is that something, awe, aurorbean in that fellow, hamid
and damid, (did he have but Hugh de Brasseys beardslie his wear
mine of ancient guised) which comequeers this anywhat perssian which we,
owe, realisinus with purups a dard of pene. There is among others pleasons
whom I love and which are favourests to mind, one which I have pushed
my finker in for the movement and, but for my sealring is none to hand
I swear, she is highly catatheristic and there is another which I have
fombly fongered freequuntly and, when my signet is on sign again I swear,
she is deeply sangnificant. Culpo de Dido! Ars we say in the classies.
Kunstful, we others said. What ravening shadow! What dovely line!
Not the king of this age could richlier eyefeast in oreillental longuardness
with alternate nightjoys of a thousand kinds but one kind. A shahrryar
cobbler on me when I am lying! And whilst (when I doot my sliding panel
and I hear cawcaw) I have been idylly turmbing over the loose looves leaflefts
jaggled casuallty on the lamatory, as is my this is, as I must commit
my lips to make misface for misfortune, often, so far as I can chance
to recollect from the some farnights ago, (so dimsweet is that selvischdischdienence
of to not to be able to be obliged to have to hold further anything than
a stone his throws fruits fall!) when I, if you wil excuse
for me this informal leading down of illexpressibles, enlivened toward
the Author of Nature by the natural sins liggen gobelimned theirs before
me, (how differen ded with the manmade Eonochs Cunstuntonopolies!), weather
ed they be of a general golf stature, assasserted, or blossomly emblushing
thems elves underneed of some howthern folleys, am entrenched up contemplating
of myself, wiz my naked I, for relieving purposes in our trurally virvir
vergitabale (garden) I sometimes, maybe, what has justly said of old Flannagan,
a wake from this or huntsfurwards, with some shock (shell I so render
 it?) have (when I ope my shylight window and I see coocoo) a notion
quiet involuptary of that I am cadging hapsnots as at murmurrandoms of
distend renations from ficsimilar phases or dugouts in the behindscenes
of our earthwork (what rovining shudder! what deadly loom!) as this is,
at no spatial time pro cessly which regards to concrude chronology about
which in fact, at spite of I having belittled myself to my gay giftname
of insectarian, happy burgages abeyance would make homesweets town hopeygoalucrey,
my mottu propprior, as I claim, cads truck, I coined, I am highly
pelaged and deeply gluttened to mind hindmost hearts to see by their loudest
reports from my threespawn bottery parts (shsh!) that, colombophile and
corvino phobe alike, when I have remassed me, my travellingself, as from
Magellanic clouds, after my contractual expenditures, through the perofficies
of merelimb, I, my good grief, I am, I am big altoogooder.
He beached the bark of his tale; and set
to husband and vine: and the harpermaster told all the living conservancy,
know Meschiameschianah, how that win a gain was in again. Flying the Perseoroyal.
Withal aboarder, padar and madar, hal qnd sal, the sens of Ere with the
duchtars of Iran. Amick amack amock in a mucktub. Qith the tou loulous
and the gryffygryffygryffs,at Fenegans Wick, the Wildemanns. Washed up
whight and de liveried rhight. Loud lauds to his luckhump and bejetties
on jo nahs! And they winxed and wanxed like baillybeacons. Till we woksed
From whose plultibust preaggravated, by
baskatchairch theo logies (there werenighn on thaurity herouns in that
alraschil arthouducks draken), they were whoalike placed to say, in the
matters off ducomans nonbar one, with bears respects to him and
bulls acknowledgments (come on now, girls! lead off, O cara, whichever
won of you wins! The two Gemuas and Jane Agrah and Judy Tombuys!) disassembling
and taking him apart, the slammocks, with discrimination for his maypole
and a rub in passing over his hump, drogueries inaddendance, frons, fesces
and frithstool: 1) he hade to die it, the beetle, 2) he didhithim self,
 hods fush, 3) all ever the pelican huntered with truly fond
bull pen backthought since his toork human life where his personal low
outhired his taratoryism, the orenore under the selfhide of his bessermettle,
was forsake in his chiltern and lumbojumbo, 4) he was like Fintan fore
flood and after sometimes too damned merely often on the saved side, saw
he was, 5) regarding to prussyattes or quazzyverzing he wassand no better
than he would have been before he could have been better than what he
warrant after, 6) blood, musk or haschish, as coked, diamoned or pence
loid, and bleaching him naclenude from all cohlorine matter, down to a
boneash bittstoff, hes, tink fors tank, the same old dustamount
on the same old tincoverdull baubleclass, totstitty winktosser and bogusbagwindburster,
whether fitting tyres onto Danelope boys or fluttering flaus for laurettas,
whatever the bucket brigade and the plug party says, touchant Arser of
the Rum Tipple and his camelottery and lyonesslooting but with a layamans
brutstrenth, by Jacohob and Esahur and the all saults or all sallies,
what we warn to hear, jeff, is the woods of chirpsies cries to singaloo
sweecheeriode and sock him up, the oldcant rogue.
You have jest (a ham) beamed listening
through (a ham pig) his haulted excerpt from John Whistons fiveaxled
production, The Coach With The Six Insides, from the Tales of Yore
of the times gone by before there was a hofdking or a hoovthing or a pinginapoke
in Oreland, all sould. Goes Tory by Eeric Whigs is To Become Tintinued
in Fearsons Nightly in the Lets All Wake Brickfaced In Lucan.
Lhirondella, jaunty lhirondella! With tirra lirra rondinelles, atantivy
Attention! Stand at!! Ease!!!
We are now diffusing among our lovers of
this sequence (to you! to you!) the dewfolded song of the naughtingels
(Alys! Alysaloe!) from their sheltered positions, in rosescenery hay dyng,
on the heather side of waldalure, Mount Saint Johns, Jinnyland,
whither our allies winged by duskfoil from Moore parque, swift sanctuary
seeking, after Sunsink gang (Oiboe!  Hitherzither! Almost dotty!
I must dash!) to pour their peace in partial (floflo floreflorence), sweetishsad
lightandgayle, twittwin twosingwoolow. Let everie sound of a pitch keep
still in reson ance, jemcrow, jackdaw, prime and secund with their terce
that whoe betwides them, now full theorbe, now dulcifair, and when we
press of pedal (sof!) pick out and vowelise your name. A mum. You pere
Golazy, you mere Bare and you Bill Heeny, and you Smirky Dainty and, more
beethoken, you wheckfoolthe nairyans with all your badchthumpered peanas!
We are gluck glucky in our being so far fortunate that, bark and bay duol
with Man Goodfox inchimings having ceased to the moment, so allow the
clinkars of our nocturnefield, nights sweetmoztheart, their Carmen
Sylvae, my quest, my queen. Lou must wail to cool me airly! Coil me curly,
warbler dear! May song it flourish (in the underwood), in chorush, long
make it flourish (in the Nut, in the Nutsky) till thorush! Secret Hookup.
- Roguenaar Loudbrags, that soddy old samph!
How high is vuile, var? To which yes he did, capt, that was the answer.
- And his shartshort trooping its colours!
We knows his ventruquulence. Which that that rang ripprippripplying.
- Bulbul, bulbulone! I will shally. Thou
shalt willy. You wouldnt should as youd remesmer. I hypnot. Tis
golden sickles hour. Holy moon priestess, wed love our grappes
of mistellose! Moths the matter? Pschtt! Tabarins comes. To fell our fairest.
O gui, O gui! Salam, salms, salaum! Carolus! O indeed and we ware! And
hoody crow was ere. I soared from the peach and Missmolly showed her pear
too, onto three and away. Whet the bee as to deflowret greendy grassies
yellowhorse. Kematitis, cele our er dours! Did you aye, did you eye, did
you everysee suchaway, suchawhy, eeriewhigg airywhugger? Even to the extremity
of the world? Dingoldell! The enormanous his, our littlest little! Wee
wee, that long alancey one! Let sit on this anthill for our frilldress
talk after this day of making blithe inveiled the heart before our groatsupper
serves to us Panchomaster and let har-leqwind play peeptomine up
all our colombinations! Wins won is nought, twigs too is nil, tricks trees
makes nix, fairs fears stoops at nothing. And till Arthur comes againus
and sen pea tricks hes reformed well pose him together
a piece, a pace. Shares in guineases! Theres lovely the sight! Surey
me, man weepful! Big Seat, you did hear? And teach him twisters in tongue
irish. Pat lad may goh too. Quicken, aspen;ash and yew; willow, broom
with oak for you. And move your tellabout. Not nice is that, limpet lady!
Spose we try it promissly. Love all. Naytellmeknot tennis! Taunt me treattening!
But do now say to Mr Eustache! Ingean mingen has to hear. Whose joint
is out of jealousy now? Why, heavilybodys evillyboldys. Hopping
Gra cius, onthy ovful! O belessk mie, what a nerve! How a mans in his
armor we nurses know. Wingwong welly, pitty pretty Nelly! Some Poddy pitted
in, will anny petty pullet out? Call Kitty Kelly! Kissykitty Killykelly!
What a nossowl buzzard! But what a neats ung gels!
Here all the leaves alift aloft, full oliefing,
fell alaughing over Ombrellone and his parasollieras with their black
thronguards from the County Shillelagh. Ignorant invincibles, innocents
im mutant! Onzel grootvatter Lodewijk is onangonamed before the bridge
of primerose and his twy Isas Boldmans is met the bluey bells near Dandeliond.
We think its a gorsedd shame, these go doms. A lark of limonladies! A
lurk of orangetawneymen! Youre backleg wounted, budkley mister,
bester of the boyne!
And they leaved the most leavely of leaftimes
and the most folliagenous till there came the marrer of mirth and the
jangthe rapper of all jocolarinas and they were as were they never ere.
Yet had they laughtered, one on other, undo the end and enjoyed their
laughings merry was the times when so grant it High Hila rion us may too!
Cease, prayce, storywalkering around with
gestare romano verum he swinking about is they think and plan unrawil
what. Back to Droughty! The water of the face has flowed. The all of them,
the sowriegueuxers, blottyeyed boys, in that  pigs village
smoke, a sixdigitarian legion on druid circle, the Clandibblon clam cartel,
then pulled out and came off and rally agreed them, roasted malts with
toasted burleys, in condomnation of his totomptation and for the duration
till his repepulation, upon old nollcromforemost ironsides, as camnabel
chieftain, since, as Sammon trowed to explain to summon, seeing that,
as he had contracted out of islands empire, he might as coolly have rolled
to school call, tarponturboy, a grampurpoise, the manyfathom brinegroom
with the fortyinch bride, out of the cuptin klanclord kettle auction like
the soldr of a britsh he was bound to be and become till the sea got him
whilask, from maker to misses and what he gave was as a pattern, he, that
hun of a horde, is a finn as she, his tent wife, is a lap, at home on
a steed, abroad by the fire (to say nothing of him having done whatyouknow
howyou saw whenyouheard whereyouwot, the kenspeckled souckar, generose
as cocke, greediguss with garzelle, uprighter of age and most umbrasive
of yews all, under heaviest corpsus exemption) and whoasever spit her
in howsoevers fondling saving her keepers that mould the bould she
sould to hould the wine that wakes the barley, the peg in his pantry to
hold the heavyache off his heart. The droll delight of deemsterhood, a
win from the wood to bond. Like the bright lamps, Thamamahalla, yearin
out yearin. Auspicably suspectable but in expectancy of respectable ness.
From dirty flock bedding, drip dropping through the ceil ing, with two
sisters of charities on the front steps and three eva cuan cleansers at
the back gaze, single box and pair of chairs (suspectable), occasionally
and alternatively used by husband when having writing to do in connection
with equitable druids and friendly or other societies through periods
of dire want with comparative plenty (thunderburst, ravishment, dissolution
and providentiality) to a sofa allbeit of hoarsehaar with Amodicum cloth,
hired payono, still playing off, used by the youngsters for czurnying
out oldstrums, three bedrooms upastairs, of which one with fireplace (aspectable),
with greenhouse in prospect (particularly perspectable).
And you, when you kept at Dulby, were you
always (for that  time only) what we knew how when we (from that
point solely) were you know where? There you are! And why? Why, hitch
a cock eye, he was snapped on the sly upsadaisying coras pearls out of
the pie when all the perts in princer street set up their tinkers
humn, (the rann, the rann, that keen of old bards), with them newnesboys
pearcin screaming off their armsworths. The boss made dovesandraves out
of his bucknesst while herself wears the bowlers hat in her bath.
Deductive Almayne Rogers disguides his voice, shetters behind hoax chestnote
from exexive. Heat wives rasing. They jest keeps rosing. He jumps leaps
You known that tom? I certainly know. Is
their bann boths tiesed? Saddenly now. Has they bane reneemed? Soothinly
low. Does they ought to buy the papelboy when he footles up their suit?
Hes their mark to foil the flouter and they certainty owe.
He sprit in his phiz (baccon!). He salt
to their bis (pudden!). He toockled her palam (so calam is solom!). And
he suked their friends leave (bonnick lass, fair weal!)
- Guilty but fellows culpows! It was felt
by me sindeade, that submerged doughdoughty doubleface told waterside
labourers. But since we for athomes health have chanced all that,
the wild whips, the wind ships, the wonderlost for world hips, unto their
foursquare trust prayed in aid its plumptylump piteousness which, when
it turtled around seeking a thud of surf, spake to approach from inherdoff
trisspass through minxmingled hair. Though I may have hawked it, said,
and selled my how hot peas after theactrisscalls from my imprecurious
position and though achance I could have emptied a pan of backslop down
drain by whiles of dodging a rere from the middenprivet appurtenant thereof,
salving the presents of the board of wumps and pumps, I am ever incalpable,
where release of prisonals properly is con cerned, of unlifting upfallen
girls wherein dangered from them in thereopen out of unadulteratous bowery,
with those hintering influences from an angelsexonism. It was merely my
barely till their oh offs. Missaunderstaid. Meggy Guggys giggag.
The  codes proof! The rebald danger with they who would bare
white ness against me I dismissem from the mind of good. He can tell such
as story to the Twelfth Maligns that my first was a nurss maid and her
fellowers a willbe perambulatrix. There are twingty to twangty too
thews and leathermail coatschemes penparing to hostpost for it valinnteerily
with my valued fofavour to the post puzzles deparkment with larch parchels
of presents for future branch offercings. The green approve the raid!
Shaum Baums bode he is amustering in the groves while his shool
comes merg ing along! Want I put myself in their kirtlies I were ayearn
to leap with them and show me too bisextine. Dear and lest I for get mergers
and bow to you low, marchers! Attemption! What a mazing month of budsome
misses they are making, so wingty wish to flit beflore their kin! Attonsure!
Ears to hears! The skall of a gall (for every dime he yawpens that momouth
you could park your ford in it) who has papertreated him into captivities
with his inside man by a hocksheat of starvision for an avrageto peace
of parchment, cooking up his lenses to be my apoclogypst, the recreuter
of conscraptions, let him be asservent to Kinahaun! For (peace peace perfectpeace!)
I have abwaited me in a water of Elin and I have placed my reeds intectis
before the Registower of the perception of tribute in the hall of the
city of Analbe. How concerns any merryaunt and hworsoever gravesobbers
it is perensempry sex of fun to help a dazzle off the othour. What for
Mucias and Gracias may the duvlin rape the handsomst! And the whole mad
knightmayers nest! Tunpother, prison and plotch! If Y shoulden somewhat,
well, I am able to owe it, hearth and chem ney easy. They seeker for vannflaum
all worldins merkins. Ill eager make lyst turpidump undher arkens.
Basast! And if my liti gimate was well to wrenn tigtag cackling about
it, like the sally berd she is, to abery ham in the Cutey Strict, (I shall
call upon my first among my lost of lyrars beyond a jingoobangoist, to
overcast her) dismissing mundamanu all the riflings of her vic tuum gleaner
(my old chuck! she drakes me druck! turning out, gay at ninety!) and well
shoving offa boastonmess like lots wives does over her handpicked hunsbend,
as she would be calling, well,  for further oil mircles upon all
herwayferer gods and reanounc ing my deviltries as was I a locally person
of caves until I got my purchase on her firmforhold I am, I like to think,
by their sacre ligion of daimond cap daimond, confessedly in my baron
gentil homme to the manhor bourne till ladiest day as panthoposopher,
to have splet for groont a peer of bellows like Bacchulus shakes a rousing
guttural at any old cerpaintime by peaching (allsole we are not amusical)
the warry warst against myself in the defile as a lieberretter sebaiscopal
of these mispeschyites of the first virgi nial water who, without an auction
of biasement from my part, with gladyst tone ahquickyessed in it, overhowe
and under where, the totty lolly poppy flossy conny dollymaukins Though
I heave a coald on my bauck and am could up to my eres hoven sametimes
I used alltides to be aswarmer for the meekst and the graced. You are
not going to not. You might be threeabreasted wholenosing at a whallhoarding
from our Don Amir anent villa yets prostatution precisingly kuschkars
tarafs and it could be double densed uncounthest hour of allbleakest age
with a bad of wind and a barran of rain, nompos mentis like Novus Elector,
what with his Marx and their Groups, yet did a doubt, should a dare, were
to you, you would do and dhamnk me, shenker, dhumnk you. Skunk. And fare
with me to share with me. Hinther and thonther, hant by hont. By where
dauvening shedders down whose rovely lanes. As yose were and as yese is.
Sure and you would, Mr Mac Gurk! Be sure and you would, Mr ODuane!
To be sure and you would so, Mr MacElligut! Wod you nods? Mom mom. No
mum has the rod to pud a stub to the lurch of amotion. My little love
apprencisses, my dears, the estelles, van Nessies von Nixies voon der
pool, which I had a reyal devouts for yet was it marly lowease or just
a feel with these which olderman K.K. Alwayswelly he is showing ot the
fullnights for my palmspread was gav to a parsleysprig, the curliest weedeen
old ocean coils around, so spruce a spice for salthorse, sonnies, and
as tear to the thrusty as Tay lors Spring, when aftabournes, when
she was look like a little cheayat chilled (Oh sard! ah Mah!) by my tide
impracing, as Beacher seath, and all the colories fair fled from my folced
cheeks!  Popottes, where you canceal me you mayst forced guage my
bribes. Wickedgapers, I appeal against the light! A nexistence of vividence!
Panto, boys, is on a looser inloss;ballet, girls, suppline thrown tights.
I have wanted to thank you such a long time so much now. Thank you. Sir,
kindest of bottleholders and very dear friend, among our hearts of steel,
froutiknow, it will befor you, me dare beautiful young soldier, winninger
nor anyour of rudi mental moskats, before you go to mats, you who have
watched your share with your sockboule sodalists on your buntad nogs at
our love tennis squats regatts, suckpump, when on with the balls did disserve
the fain, my goldrush gainst her silvernetss, to say, biguidd, for the
love of goddess and perthanow as you reveres your one mothers, mitsch
for matsch, and while I reveal thus my deepseep daughter which was bourne
up pridely out of meds dreams unclouthed when I was pillowing in my brime
(of Satur nay Eve, how now, worent wet?), to see, I say, whoahoa,
in stay of execution in re Milcho Melekmans, increaminated, what you feel,
oddrabbit, upon every strong ground you have ever taken up, by bitterstiff
work or battonstaff play, with assault of turk against a barrakraval of
grakeshoots, een tho Jambuwels defe calties is Terry
Shimmyrags upperturnity, if that is grace for tbe grass what is
balm for the bramblers, as it is as it is, that I am the catasthmatic
old ruffin sippahsedly improctor to be seducint tro vatellas, the dire
daffy damedeaconesses, like (why sighs the sootheesinger) the lilliths
oft I feldt, and, when booboob brutals and cautiouses only aims at the
oggog hogs in the humand, then, (Houtes, Blymey and Torrenation, upkurts
and scotchem!) Ill tall tale tell croon paysecurers, sowill nuggets
and nippers, that thash on me stumpen blows the gaff offmombition and
thit thides or marse makes a good dayle to be shattat. Fall stuff.
His rote in ere, afstef, was.
And dong wonged Magongty till the bombtomb
of the warr, thrusshed in his whole soort of cloose. Whisht who wooed
in Weald, bays of Bawshaw binding. The desire of Miriam is the despair
of Marian as Joh Josephs beauty is Jacq Jacobs grief. Brow,
tell nun; eye, feign sad; mouth, sing  mim. Look at Lokman! Whatbetween
the cupgirls and the platterboys. And he grew back into his grossery baseness:
and for all his grand remonstrance: and there you are.
Here endeth chinchinatibus with have speak
finish. With a haygue for a halt on a pouncefoot panse. Pink, pleas pink,
two pleas pink, how to pleas pink.
Mask one. Mask two. Mask three. Mask four.
- Look about you, Tutty Comyn!
- Remember and recall, Kullykeg!
- When visiting Dan Leary try the corner
house for thee.
- Ill gie ye credit for simmence
more if yell be lymphing.
Our four avunculusts.
And, since threestory sorratelling was
much too many, they maddened and they morgued and they lungd and they
jowld. Synopticked on the word.
Till the Juke done it.
Like Jukoleon, the seagoer, when he bore
down in his perry boat he had raised a slide and shipped his orders and
seized his pullets and primed their plumages, the fionnling and dubhlet,
the dun and the fire, and, sending them one by other to fare fore fom,
he had behold the residuance of a delugion: the foggy doze still going
strong, the old thalassocrats of invinsible empores, maskers of the waterworld,
facing one way to another way and this way on that way, from severalled
their fourdimmansions. Where the lighning leaps from the numbulous; where
coold by cawld breide lieth langwid; the bounds whereinbourne our solied
bodies all attomed attaim arrest: appoint, thats all. But see what
follows. Wringlings upon wronglings among incomputables about an uncomeoutable
(an angel prophetethis? kingcorrier of beheasts? the calif in his halifskin?
that eyriewinging one?) and the voids bubbily vodes dodos across
the which the boomomouths from their dupest dupes were in envery and anononously
blowing great. 
Keep backwards, please, because there was
no good to gundy running up again. Guns. And it was written up in big
capital. Guns. Saying never underrupt greatgrandgosterfosters! Guns. And
whatever one did they said, the fourlings, that on no acounts you were
not to. Guns.
Not to pad them behaunt in the fear. Not
to go, tonnerwatter, and bungley well chute the rising gianerant. Not
to wandly be woking around jerumsalemdo at small hours about the murketplots,
smelling okey boney, this little figgy and arraky belloky this little
pink into porker but, porkodirto, to let the gentlemen pedesta rolies
out of the Monabella culculpuration live his own left leave, cullebuone,
by perperusual of the petpubblicities without inwok ing his alsos
between (sic) the arraky bone and (suc) the okey bellock. And not
to not be always, hemmer and hummer,treeing unselves up with one exite
but not to never be caving nicely, pre cisely, quicely, rebustly, tendrolly,
unremarkably, forsakenly, hal tedly, reputedly, firstly, somewhatly, yesayenolly
about the back excits. Never to weaken up in place of the broths. Never
to vvol lusslleepp in the pleece of the poots. And, allerthings, never
to ate the sour deans if they werent having anysin on their consients.
And, when in Zumschloss, to never, narks, cease till the finely ending
was consummated by the completion of accomplishment. And thus within the
taverns secret booth The wisehight ones who sip the tested sooth
Bestir them as the Just has bid to jab The punch of quaram on the mug
K.C. jowls, theyre sodden in the
secret. K.C. jowls, they sure are wise. K.C. jowls, the justicestjobbers,
for theyll find another faller if their ruse wont rise. Whooley
There is to see. Squarish large face with
the atlas jacket. Brights, brownie eyes in bluesackin shoeings. Peaky
booky nose over a lousiany shirt. Ruddy stackle hair besides a strawcamel
belt. Namely. Gregorovitch, Leonocopolos, Tarpinacci and Duggel duggel.
And was theys stare all atime? Yea but they was. Andor ing the games,
induring the studies, undaring the stories, end all. Ned? Only snugged
then and cosied after one percepted nought
 while tuffbettle outraged the waywords
and meansigns of their hinterhand suppliesdemands. And be they gone to
splane splica tion? That host that hast one on the hoose when backturns
when he facefronts none none in the house his geust has guest. You bet
they is. And nose well down.
With however what sublation of compensation
in the radifica tion of interpretation by the byeboys? Being they. Mr
G. B. W. Ashburner, S. Brunos Toboggan Drive, Mr Faixgood, Bell
chimbers, Carolan Crescent, Mr I. I. Chattaway, Hilly Gape, Poplar Park,
Mr Q. P. Dieudonney, The View, Gazey Peer, Mr T. T. Erchdeakin, Multiple
Lodge, Jiff Exby Rode, Mr W. K. Ferris-Fender, Fert Fort, Woovil Doon
Botham ontowhom adding the tout that pumped the stout that linked the
lank that cold the sandy that nextdoored the rotter that rooked the rhymer
that lapped at the hoose that Joax pilled.
They had heard or had heard said or had
heard said written.
That there first a rudrik kingcomed to
an inn court; and the seight of that yard was a perchypole with a loovahgloovah
on it; last mannarks maketh man when wandshift winneth womans: so how
would it hum, whoson of a which, if someof aswas to start to stunt the
So many needles to ponk out to as many
noodles as are com pany, they noddling all about it tutti to tempo, decumans
numbered too, (a) well, that the secretary bird, better known as Pandoria
Paullabucca, whom they thought was more like a solicitor general, indiscriminatingly
made belief mid authorsagastions from Schelm the Pelman to write somewords
to Senders about her chilikin puck, laughing that Poulebec would be the
death of her, (b) that, well, that Madges Tighe, the postulate auditressee,
when her daremoods a grownian, is always on the who goes where,
hoping to Michal for the latter to turn up with a cupital tea before her
ephumeral comes off without any much father which is parting parcel of
the same goumerals postoppage, it being lookwhyse on the whence
blows weather helping mickle so that the loiter end of that leader may
twaddle out after a cubital lull with a hopes soon  to ear, comprong?
(c) becakes the goatsman on question, or what ever the hen the bumbler
was, feeling not up to scratch bekicks of whatever the kiddings Payne
Inge and Popper meant for him, thoughy onced at a throughlove, true grievingfrue
danger, as a nirshe persent to his minstress, devourced the pair of them
Mather Carays chucklings, pante blanche, and skittered his
litters like the cavaliery man in Cobra Park for ungeborn yenkelmen, Jeremy
Trouvas or Kepin OKeepers, any old howe and any old then and when
around Dix Dearthy Dungbin, remarking sceni cally with laddylike lassitude
upon what he finally postscrapped, (d) after its so long till I
thanked you about I do so much now thank you so very much as you introduced
me to fourks, (e) will, these remind to be sane? (f) Fool step! Aletheometry?
Or just zoot doon floon?
Nut it out, peeby eye! Onamassofmancynaves.
You were in the same boat of yourselves
too, Getobodoff or Treamplasurin; and you receptionated the most diliskious
of milisk; which it all flowowered your drooplin dunlearies: but dribble
a drob went down your rothole. Meaning, Kelly, Grimes, Phelan, Mollanny,
OBrien, MacAlister, Sealy, Coyle, Hynes Joynes, Naylar-Traynor,
Courcy de Courcy and Gilligan-Goll. Stunner of oddstodds on bluebleeding
boarhorse! What soresens head subrises thus tous out of rumpumplikun
oak with, well, we cannot say whom we are looking like through his now
face? It is of Noggens whilk dusts the bothsides of the seats of the bigslaps
of the bogchaps of the porlarbaar of the marringaar of the Lochlunn gonlannludder
of the feof of the foef of forfummed Ship-le-Zoyd.
Boumce! It is polisignstunter. The Sockerson
boy. To pump the fire of the lewd into those soulths of bauchees, havsouse
dovers, tillfellthey deadwar knootvindict. An whele time he was rancing
there smutsy floskons nodunder ycholerd for their poopishers, ahull onem
Fyre maynoother endnow! Shatten up ship! Bouououmce! Nomo clandoilskins
cheakinlevers! All ashored for Capolic Gizzards! Stowlaway there, glutany
of  stainks! Porterfillyers and spirituous suncksters, oooom oooom!
As these vitupetards in his boasum he did strongleholder, bushbrows, nobblynape,
swinglyswanglers, sunkentrunk, that from tin of this clucken hadded runced
slapottleslup. For him had hord from fard a piping. As? Of?
Dour douchy was a sieguldson. He cooed
that loud nor he was young. He cud bad caw nor he was gray Like wather
parted from the say.
Ostia, lift it! Lift at it, Ostia! From
the say! Away from the say!
Hearhasting he, himmed,reromembered all
the chubbs, chipps, chaffs, chuckinpucks and chayney chimebells That he
had mistri buted in port, pub, park, pantry and poultryhouse, While they,
thered, the others, that are, were most emulously concerned to cupturing
the last dropes of summour down through their grooves of blarneying. Ere
the sockson locked at the dure. Which he would, shuttinshure. And lave
them to sture.
For be all rules of sport tis right
That youth bedowerd to charm the night Whilst age is dumped to mind
the day When wather parted from the say.
The humming, its coming. Insway onsway.
Fingool MacKishgmard Obesume Burgearse Benefice, He was bowen hem and
scrapin him in recolcitrantament to the right about And these probenopubblicoes
clamatising for an extinsion on his hostillery With his chargehand bombing
their eres. Tids, genmen, plays, she been goin shoother off almaynoother
You here nort farwellens rouster? Ashiffle
ashuffle the wayve they.
From Dancingtree till Suttonstone Theres
lads no lie would filch a crown To mull their sack and brew their tay
With wather parted from the say.
Lelong Awaindhoos a selverbourne
enrouted to Rochelle Lane and liberties those Mullinguard minstrelsers
are marshal sing, par tunepiped road, under where, perked on hollowy hill,
that poor man of Lyones, good Dook Weltington, hugon come er-rindwards,
had hircomed to the belles bows and been cutat trapped by the mausers.
Now is it town again, londmear of Dub lin! And off coursse the toller,
ples the dotter of his eyes with her: Moke the Wanst, whye doe we aime
alike a pose of poeter peaced? While the dumb he shoots the shopper rope.
And they all pour forth. Sans butly Tuppeter Sowyer, the rouged engene
rand, a barttler of the beauyne, still our benjamin liefest, some time
frankling to thise citye, whereas bigrented him a piers half subporters
for his arms, Josiah Pipkin, Amos Love, Raoul Le Feb ber, Blaize Taboutot,
Jeremy Yopp, Francist de Loomis, Hardy Smith and Sequin Pettit followed
by the snug saloon seanad of our Café Béranger. The scenictutors.
Because they wonted to get out by the goatweigh
afore the sheep was looset for to wish the Wobbleton Whiteleg Welshers
kailly kailly kellykekkle and savebeck to Brownhazelwood from all the
dinnasdoolins on the labious banks of their swensewn snewwes ner, turned
again weastinghome, by Danesbury Common, and they onely, duoly, thruely,
fairly after rainydraining founty buckets (chalkem up, hemptyempty!) till
they caught the wind abroad (alley loafers passinggeering!) all the rockers
on the roads and all the boots in the stretes.
Oh dere! Ah hoy!
Last ye, lundsmin, hasty hosty! For an
anondation of mirification and the lutification of our paludination.
His bludgeons bruk, his drum is tore.
For spuds well keep the hat he wore And roll in clover on his clay
By wather parted from the say.
Hray! Free rogue Mountone till Dew Mild
Well to corry awen and glowry! Are now met by Brownaboy Fuinnninuinns
former for a lyncheon partyng of his burgherbooh. The Shanavan Wacht.
Rantinroarin Batteries Dorans. And that whistling thief, O Ryne
ORann. With a catch of her cunning like and nowhere a keener.
The for eolders were aspolootly at their
wetsend in the mailing waters, trying to. Hide! Seek! Hide! Seek! Because
number one lived at Bothersby North and he was trying to. Hide! Seek!
Hide! ] Seek! And number two digged up Poors Coort, Soother, trying
to. Hide! Seek! Hide! Seek! And nomber three he sleeped with Lilly Tekkles
at The Eats and he was trying to. Hide! Seek! Hide! Seek! And the last
with the sailalloyd donggie he was berthed on the Moherboher to the Washte
and they were all try ing to and baffling with the walters of, hoompsydoompsy
walters of. High! Sink! High! Sink! Highohigh! Sinkasink!
The gangstairs strain and angers
up As Hoisty rares the can and cup To speed the bogres barque away
Oer wather parted from the say.
Horkus chiefest ebblynuncies!
- He shook be ashaped of hempshelves, hiding
that shepe in his goat. And for rassembling so bearfellsed the magreedy
prince of Roger. Thuthud. Heigh hohse, heigh hohse, our kin dom from an
orse! Bruni Lannos woollies on Brani Lonnis hairyparts. And
the hunk in his trunk it would be an insalt foul the matter of that cellaring
to a pigstrough. Stop his laysense. Ink him! You would think him Alddaublin
staking his lordsure like a gourd on puncheon. Deblinity devined. Wholehunting
the pairk on a methylogical mission whenever theres imberillas! And call
ing Rina Roner Reinette Ronayne. To what mine answer is a lemans. Arderleys,
beedles and postbillers heard him. Three points to one. Ericus Vericus
corrupted into ware eggs. Dummy up, distillery! Broree aboo! Run him a
johnsgate down jameses lane. Begetting a wife which begame his niece by
pouring her youngthings into skintighs. That was when he had dizzy spells.
Till Gladstools Pillools made him ride as the mall. Thanks to his huedobrass
beerd. Lodenbroke the Longman, now he canseels under veerious persons
but is always that Rorke relly! On con sideration for the musickers he
ought to have down it. Pass out your cheeks, why daunt you! Penalty, please!
There youll know how warder barded the bollhead that parssed our
alley. We just are upsidedown singing what ever the dimkims mummur alla
lilty she pulls inner out heads. This is not the end of this by no manners
means. When youve bled till youre bone it crops out 
in your flesh. To tell how your mead of, mard, is made of. All old Dadgersons
dodges one conning ones copying and thats what wonderlands
wanderladll flaunt to the fair. A trancedone boy script with tittivits
by. Ahem. Youll read it tomorrow, marn, when the curds on the table.
A nigg for a nogg and a thrate for a throte. The auditor learns. Still
pumping on Torkenwhite Rad lumps, Lencs. In preplays to Anonymays
left hinted palinode obviously inspiterebbed by a sibspecious connexion.
Note the notes of admiration! See the signs of suspicion! Count the hemi
semidemicolons! Screamer caps and invented gommas, quoites puntlost, forced
to farce! The pipette will say anything at all for a change. And you know
what aglove means in the Murdrus due luct! Fewer to feud and rompant culotticism,
a fugle for the glee men and save, sit and sew. And a pants outsizinned
on the Doughertys duckboard pointing to peace at home. In some,
lawanorder on lovinardor. Wait till we hear the Boy of Biskop reeling
around your postoral lector! Epistlemadethemology for deep dorfy doubtlings.
As well lay till break of day in the bunk of basky, O! Our island,
Rome and duty! Well tried, buckstiff! Batt in, boot! Sell him a breach
contact, the vendoror, the buylawyer One hyde, sack, hic! Two stick holst,
Lucky! Finnish Make Goal! First you were Nomad, next you were Namar, now
youre Nu mah and its soon youll be Nomon. Hence counsels
Ecclesiast. Theres every resumption. The forgein offils is on the
shove to lay you out dossier. Darbys in the yard, planning it on
you, plot and edgings, the whispering peeler after cooks wearing an illfor
mation. The find of his kind! An artist, sir! And dirt cheap at a sovereign
a skull! He knows his Finsbury Follies backwoods so you batter see to
your regent refutation. Ascare winde is rifing again about nice boys going
native. You know who was wrote about in the Orange Book of Estchapel?
Basil and the two other men from Kings Avenance. Just press this
cold brand against your brow for a mow. Cainfully! The sinus the curse.
Thats it. Hung Chung Egglyfella now speak he tell numptywumpty top
sawys belongahim pidgin. Secret things other persons place there covered
not. How you fell from story to story like a sagasand  to lie. Enfilmung
infirmity. On the because alleging to having a finger a fudding in pudding
and pie. And heres the witnesses. Glue on to him, Greevy! Bottom
anker, Noordeece! And kick kick killykick for the house that juke built!
Wait till they send you to sleep, scowpow! By jurors cruces! Then
old Hunphy dunphyvillell be blasted to bumboards by the youthful
herald who would once you were. Hed be our chosen one in the matter
of Brittas more than anarthur. But well wake and see. The wholes
poors riches of ours hundreds of manhoods and womhoods. Two cents, two
mills and two myrds. And its all us rangers youll be facing
in the box before the twelfth correctional. Like one man, gell. Between
all the Misses Mountsackvilles in their halfmoon haemicycles, gasping
to giddies to dye for the shame. Just hold hard till the one we leapt
out gets her yearing! Hired in cameras, extra! With His Honour Surpacker
on the binge. So yelp your guilt and kitz the buck. Youll have loss
of fame from Wimme games fake. Forwards! One bully son growing the
goff and his twinger read out by the Nazi Priers. You fought as how theyd
never woxen up, did you, crucket? It will wecker your earse, that it will!
When hives the court to exchequer tis the child which gives the
sire away. Good for you, Richmond Rover! Scrum around, our side! Let him
have another between the spindlers! A grand game! Dalymounts decisive.
Don Gouverneur Buckleys in the Tara Tribune, sporting the insides
of a Rhutian Jhanaral and little Mrs Ex-Skaerer-Sissers is bribing the
halfpricers to pray for her widower in his gravest embazzlement. You on
her, hosy jigses, thatll be some nonstop marrimont! You in your
stolen mace and anvil, Magnes, and her burrowed in Berkness cirrchus clouthses.
Fummuccumul with a graneen aveiled. Playing down the slavey touch. Much
as she was when the.fancy cutter out col lecting milestones espied her
aseesaw on a fern. So nimb, he said, a dat of dew. Between Furr-y-Benn
and Ferr-y-Bree. In this tear Vikloe vich he lofed. The smiling ever.
If you pulls me over pay me, prhyse! A talor would adapt his caulking
trudgers on to any shape at see. Address deceitfold of wovens weard. The
wonder of the women of the world together, moya! And the lovablest 
Lima since Ineen MacCormick MacCoort MacConn OPuckins MacKundred.
Only but she is a little width wider got. Be moving abog. You cannot make
a limousine lady out of a hillman minx. Listun till youll hear the
Mudquirt accent. This is a bulgen horesies, this is wollan indulgencies,
this is a flemsh. Tik. Scapu lars, beads and a stump of a candle, Hubert
was a Hunter, chemins de la croixes and Rosairettes egg,
all the trimmings off the tree that she picked up after the Clontarf voterloost
when OBryan MacBruiser bet Norris Nobnut. Becracking his cucconut
be tween his kknneess. Umpthump, Here Inkeeper, its the doater eens
wednessmorn! Delphin dringing! Grusham undergang! And the Real Hymernians
strenging strong at knocker knocker! Holy and massalltolled. You ought
to tak a dos of frut. Jik. Sauss. Youre getting hoovier, a twelve
stone hoovier, fullends a twelve stone hoovier, in your corpus entis and
it scurves you right, demnye! Aunt as unclish ams they make oom. But Nichtia
you bound not to looses gone on Neffin since she clapped her charmer
on him at Gormagareen. At the Gunting Munting Hunt ing Punting. The eitch
is in her blood, arrah! For a frecklesome freshcheeky sweetworded lupsqueezer.
And he shows how hell pick him the lock of her fancy. Poghue! Poghue!
Poghue! And a good jump, Powell! Clean over all their heads. We could
kiss him for that one, couddled we, Huggins? Sparkes is the footer to
hance off nancies. Scaldhead, pursue! Before you bunkledoodle down upon
your birchentop again after them three blows from time, drink and hurry.
The same three that nursed you, Skerry, Badbols and the Grey One. All
of your own club too. With the fistful of burryberries were for the massus
for to feed you living in dying. Buy bran biscuits and youll never
say dog. And be in the finest of companies. Morialtay and Kniferope Walker
and Rowley the Barrel. With Longbow of the lie. Slick of the trick and
Blennercassel of the brogue. Clanruckard for ever! The Fenn, the Fenn,
the kinn of all Fenns! Deaf to the winds when for Croonacreena. Fisht!
And its not now saying how we are where whos softing what
rushes. Merryvirgin forbed! But of they never eat soullfriede theyre
ating it now. With easter  greeding. Angus! Angus! Angus! The keykeeper
of the keys of the seven doors of the dreamadoory in the house of the
house hold of Hecech saysaith. Whitmore, whatmore? Give it over, give
it up! Mawgraw! Head of a helo, chesth of champgnon, eye of a gull! What
youd if hed. The groom is in the greenhouse, gattling out
his. Gun! That lads the style for. Lannigans ball! Now a drive
on the naval! The Shallburn Shock. Never mind your gibbous. Slip on your
ropen collar and draw the noosebag on your head. Nobody will know or heed
you, Postumus, if you skip round schlymartin by the back and come front
sloomutren to beg in one of the shavers sailorsuits. Three climbs
three quickenthrees in the garb of nine. Well split to see you mouldem
imparvious. A wing for oldboy Welsey Wandrer! Well spat, witty wagtail!
Now piawn to bishops forthe! Moove. Theres Mumblesome Wadding
Murch cranking up to the hornemooni um. Drawg us out Ivy Eve in the
Hall of Alum! The finnecies of poetry wed music. Feeling the jitters?
Youll be as tight as Trivett when the knots knutted on. Nows
your never! Peena and Queena are duetting a giggle-for-giggle and the
brideen Alan nah is lost in her diamindwaiting. What a magnificent gesture
you will show us this gallus day. Clean and easy, be the hooker! And a
free for croaks after. Dovlen are out for it. So is Rathfinn. And, hike,
heres the hearse and four horses with the interpro vincial crucifixioners
throwing lots inside to know whose to be their gosson and whereas to brake
the news to morhor. How our myterbilder his fullen aslip. And who will
wager but hell Shonny Bhoy be, the fleshlumpfleeter from Poshtapengha
and all he bares sobsconcious inklings shadowed on soulskin. Its
segnet yores, the strake of a hin. Nup. Laying the cloth, to fore of them.
And thanking the fish, in core of them. To pass the grace for Gard sake!
Ahmohn. Mr Justician Matthews and Mr Justician Marks and Mr Justician
Luk de Luc and Mr Justinian Johnston Johnson. And the aaskart, see, behind!
Help, help, hurray! All sup, allsop! Four ghools to nail! Cut it down,
mates, look slippy! Theyve got a dathe with a swimminpull. Dang!
Ding! Dong! Dung! Dinnin. Isnt it great he is swaying above us for
his good  and ours. Fly your balloons, dannies and dennises! Hes
door knobs dead! And Annie Delap is free! Ones more. We could ate you,
par Buccas, and imbabe through you, reassuranced in the wild lac of gotliness.
One fledge, one brood till hulm culms evurdyburdy. Huh the throman! Huh
the traidor. Huh the truh. Arrorsure, hes the mannork of Arrahland
over sense he horrhorrd his name in thuthunder. Rrrwwwkkkrrr! And seen
it rudden up in fusefiressence on the flashmurket. P.R.C.R.L.L. Royloy.
Of the rollorrish rattillary. The lewd ningbluebolteredallucktruckalltraumconductor!
The unnamed nonirishblooder that becomes a Greenislender overnight! But
were molting superstituettes out of his fulse thortin guts. Tried
mark, Easterlings. Sign, Soideric OCunnuc, Rix. Adversed ord, Magtmorken,
Kovenhow. Theres a great conversion, myn! Cou cous! Find his causcaus!
From Motometusolum through Bulley and Cowlie and Diggerydiggerydock down
to bazenesss usual? Hes alight there still, by Mike! Loose
afore! Bung! Bring forth your deed! Bang! Till is the right time. Bang!
Partick Thistle agen S. Megans versus Brystal Palace agus the Walsall!
Putsch! Tiemore moretis tisturb badday! The playgue will be soon over,
rats! Let sin! Geh tont! All we wants is to get peace for posses sion.
We dinned unnerstunned why you sassad about thurteen to aloafen, sor,
kindly repeat! Or ledn us alones of your lungorge, parsonifier propounde
of our edelweissed idol worts! Shaw and Shea are lorning obsen so hurgle
up, gandfarder, and gurgle me gurk. You cant impose on frayshouters
like os. Every tub here spucks his own fat. Hang coersion everyhow! And
smotther mock Gramms laws! But were a drippindhrue gayleague
all at ones. In the buginning is the woid, in the muddle is the sound
dance and thereinofter youre in the unbewised again, vund vulsyvolsy.
You talker dunskers brogue men we our souls speech obstruct hostery.
Silence in thought! Spreach! Wear anartful of outer nocense! Pawpaw, wowow!
Momerry twelfths, noebroed! That was a good one, ha! So it will be quite
a material what May farther be unvuloped for you, old Mighty, when its
aped to foul a delfian in the Mahnung. Ha ha! Talk of Paddy-barkes
echo! Kick nuck, Knockcastle! Muck! And youll nose it, O youll
nose it, without warnward from we. We dont know the sendor to whome.
But youll find Chiggenchuggers taking the Treaclyshortcake
with Bugle and the Bitch pairsadrawsing and Horssmayres Prosession tyghting
up under the threes. Stop. Press stop. To press stop. All to press stop.
And be the seem talkin wharabahts hosetanzies, dat sure is sullibrated
word! Bing bong! Saxolooter, for congesters are salders prey. Snap
it up in the loose, patchy the blank! Anyone can see youre the son
of a gunnell. Fellow him up too, Carlow! Woes to the worm quashed, aye,
and wor to the winner! Think of Aerians Wall and the Fall of Toss.
Give him another for to volleyholleydoodlem! His lights not all out yet,
the liverpooser! Boohoohoo it oose! With seven hores always in the home
of his thinkingthings, his nodsloddledome of his noiselisslesoughts. Two
Idas, two Evas, two Nessies and Rubyjuby. Phook! No wonder, pipes as kirles,
that he sthings like a rheinbok. One bed night he had the dely siums that
they were all queens mobbing him. Fell stiff. Oh, ho, ho, ho, ah, he,
he! Abedicate yourself It just gegs our goad. Hell be the deaf of
us, pappappoppopcuddle, samblind daiy rudder. Yus, sord, fathe, you woll,
putty our wraughther! What we waits be after? Whyfore we come agooding?
None of you, cock icy! You keep that henayearn and her fortycantle glim
lookbehinder. We might do with rubiny leeses. But of all your wanings
send us out your peppydecked ales and youll not be such a bad lot.
The rye is well for whose amind but the wheateny one is proper lovely.
B E N K! We sincerestly trust that Missus with the kiddies of sweet Gorteen
has not B I N K to their very least tittles deranged if in B U N K and
we greesiously augur for your Meggers a B E N K B A N K B O N K to sloop
in with all sorts of adceterus and adsaturas. Its our last fight,
Megantic, fear you will! The refergees took to hailing to time the
pass. There goes the blackwatchwomen,all in white, flaxed up, pur gad!
Right toe, Armitage! Tem for Tam at Timmotty Hall! Were been carried
away. Beyond bournes and bowers. So well leave it to Keyhoe, Danelly
and Pykemhyme, the three muskrat-eers, at the end of this age that
had it from Variants Katey Sherratt that had it from Variants
Katey Sherratts man for the bonnefacies of Blashwhite and Blushred
of the Aquasancta Liffey Patrol to wind up and to tells of all befells
after that to Mocked Majesty in the Malincurred Mansion. So you were saying,
boys? Anyhow he what?
So anyhow, melumps and mumpos of the hoose
uncommons, after that to wind up that longtobechronickled gettogether
thanksbetogiving day at Glenfinnisk-en-la-Valle, the anniver sary of his
finst homy commulion, after that same barbecue bean feast was all over
poor old hospitable corn and eggfactor, King Roderick OConor, the
paramount chief polemarch and last pre electric king of Ireland, who was
anything you say yourself be tween fiftyodd and fiftyeven years of age
at the time after the socalled last supper he greatly gave in his umbrageous
house of the hundred bottles with the radio beamer tower and its hangars,
chimbneys and equilines or, at least, he wasnt actually the then
last king of all Ireland for the time being for the jolly good reason
that he was still such as he was the eminent king of all Ireland himself
after the last preeminent king of all Ireland, the whilom joky old top
that went before him in the Taharan dynasty, King Arth Mockmorrow Koughenough
of the leathered leggions, now of parts unknown, (God guard his generous
comicsongbook soul!) that put a poached fowl in the poor mans pot
before he took to his pallyass with the weeping eczema for better and
worse until he went under the grass quilt on us, nevertheless, the year
the sugar was scarce, and we to lather and shave and frizzle him, like
a bald surging buoy and himself down to three cows that was meat and drink
and dogs and washing to him, tis good cause we have to remember
it, going through summersultryngs of snow and sleet witht the widow Nolans
goats and the Brownes girls neats anyhow, wait till I tell you, what did
he do, poor old Roderick OConor Rex, the aus picious waterproof
monarch of all Ireland, when he found him self all alone by himself in
his grand old handwedown pile after all of them had all gone off with
themselves to their castles of  mud, as best they cud, on footback,
owing to the leak of the McCarthys mare, in extended order, a trees
length from the longest way out, down the switchbackward slidder of the
land sown route of Hauburneas liveliest vinnage on the brain, the
unimportant Parthalonians with the mouldy Firbolgs and the Tuatha de Danaan
googs and the ramblers from Clane and all the rest of the notmuchers that
he did not care the royal spit out of his ostensible mouth about, well,
what do you think he did, sir, but, faix, he just went heeltapping through
the winespilth and weevily popcorks that were kneedeep round his own right
royal round rollicking topers table, with his old Roderick Random
pullon hat at a Lanty Leary cant on him and Mike Bradys shirt and
Greenes linnet collarbow and his Ghenters gaunts and his Macclefields
swash and his readymade Reillys and his pan prestuberian poncho, the body
youd pity him, the way the world is, poor he, the heart of Midleinster
and the supereminent lord of them all, overwhelmed as he was with black
ruin like a sponge out of water, allocutioning in bellcantos to his own
oliverian society MacGuineys Dreans of Ergen Adams and thruming
through all to himself with diversed tonguesed through his old tears and
his ould plaised drawl. starkened by the most regal of belches, like a
blurney Cashelmagh crooner that lerking Clare air, the blackberds
ballad Ive a terrible errible lot todue todie todue tootorribleday,
well, what did he go and do at all, His Most Exuberant Majesty King Roderick
0Conor but, arrah bedamnbut, he finalised by lowering his woolly
throat with the wonderful midnight thirst was on him, as keen as mustard,
he could not tell what he did ale, that bothered he was from head to tail,
and, wishawishawish, leave it, what the Irish, boys, can do, if he didnt
go, sliggymaglooral reemyround and suck up, sure enough, like a Trojan,
in some particular cases with the assistance of his vene rated tongue,
whatever surplus rotgut, sorra much, was left by the lazy lousers of maltknights
and beerchurls in the different bot toms of the various different replenquished
drinking utensils left there behind them on the premisses by that whole
hogsheaded firkin family, the departed honourable homegoers and other
sly- grogging suburbanites, such as it was, fall and fall about,
to the brindishing of his charmed life, as toastified by his cheeriubi
cundenances,no matter whether it was chateaubottled Guinesss or
Phoenix brewery stout it was or John Jameson and Sons or Roob Coccola
or, for the matter of that, OConnells famous old Dublin ale
that he wanted like hell, more that halibut oil or jesuits tea, as a fall
back, of several different quantities and quali ties amounting in all
to, I should say, considerably more than the better part of a gill or
naggin of imperial dry and liquid measure till, welcome be from us here,
till the rising of the morn, till that hen of Kavens shows her beaconegg,
and Chapwellswendows stain our horyhistoricold and Father MacMichael stamps
for aitch oclerk mess and the Litvian Newestlatter is seen, sold
and delivered and alls set for restart after the silence, like his
ancestors to this day after him (that the blazings of their ouldmouldy
gods may attend to them we pray!), overopposides the cowery lad in the
corner and forenenst the staregaze of the cathering candled, that adornment
of his album and folkenfather of familyans, he came acrash a crupper sort
of a sate on accomondation and the very boxst in all his composs, whereuponce,
behome the fore for cove and trawlers, heave hone, leave lone, Larrys
on the focse and Faugh MacHugh OBawlar at the wheel, one to do and
one to dare, par by par, a peerless pair, ever here and over there, with
his fol the dee oll the doo on the flure of his feats and the feels of
the fumes in the wakes of his ears our wineman from Barleyhome he just
slumped to throne. So sailed the stout ship Nansy Hans. From Liff
away. For Nattenlaender. As who has come returns. Farvel, farerne! Good
bark, goodbye! Now follow we out by Starloe!