Finnegans Wake

Book II

Episode 2

James Joyce

  As we there are where are we are we there from tomtittot to teetootomtotalitarian. Tea tea too oo. UNDE ET UBI

With his broad and hairy face, to Ireland a disgrace. Whom will comes over. Who to caps ever. And howelse do we hook our hike to find that pint of porter place? Am shot, says the bigguard.1 SIC.

Menly about peebles. Whence. Quick lunch by our left, wheel, to where. Long Livius Lane, mid Mezzofanti Mall, diagonising Lavatery Square, up Tycho Brache Crescent,2 shouldering Berkeley Alley, IMAGINABLE
Don’t retch meat fat salt lard sinks down (and out). querfixing Gainsborough Carfax, under Guido d’Arezzo’s Gadeway, by New Livius Lane till where we whiled while we whithered. Old Vico Roundpoint. But fahr, be fear! And natural, simple, slavish, filial. The marriage of Montan wetting his moll we know, like any enthewsyass cuckling a hoyden3 in her rougey gipsylike chinkaminx pulshandjupeyjade and her petsybluse indecked o’ voylets.4 When who was wist was ware. En elv, et fjaell. And the whirr of the whins humming us howe. His hume. Hencetaking tides we haply return, trumpeted by prawns and ensigned with seakale, to befinding ourself when old is said in one and maker mates with made (O my!), having conned the cones and meditated the mured and pondered the pensils and ogled the olymp and delighted in her dianaphous and cacchinated behind his culosses, before a  
Swiney Tod, ye Daimon Barbar! mosoleum. Length Withought Breath, of him, a chump of the evums, upshoot of picnic or stupor out of sopor, Cave of Kids or Hymanian Glattstoneburg, denary, danery, donnery,  
Dig him in the rubsh! domm, who, entiringly as he continues highlyfictional, tumulous under his chthonic exterior but plain Mr Tumulty in muftilife,5 in his antisipiences as in his recognisances, is, (Dominic Directus) a manyfeast munificent more mob than man.  
Ungodly old Ardrey, Cronwall beeswaxing the convulsion box.  

  Ainsoph,6 this upright one, with that noughty besighed him zeroine. To see in his horrorscup he is mehrkurios than saltz of sulphur. Terror of the noonstruck by day, cryptogam of each nightly bridable. But, to speak broken heaventalk, is he? Who is he? Whose is he? Why is he? Howmuch is he? Which is he? When is he? Where is he?7 How is he? And what the decans is there about him anyway, the decemt man? Easy, calm your haste! Approach to lead our passage! CONSTITUTION
  This bridge is upper.
Thus come to castle.
A password, thanks.
Yes, pearse.
Well, all be dumbed!
O really?9
Swing the banjo, bantams, bounce-the-baller’s blown to fook. Hoo cavedin earthwight
At furscht kracht of thunder.10
When shoo, his flutterby,
Was netted and named.11
Thsight near left me eyes when I seen her put thounce otay ithpot. Erdnacrusha, requiestress, wake em!
And let luck’s puresplutterall lucy at ease!12
To house as wise fool ages builded.
Sow byg eat.13
Staplering to tether to, steppingstone to mount by, as the Boote’s at Pickardstown. And that skimmelk steed still in the groundloftfan. As over all. Or be these wingsets leaned to the outwalls, beastskin trophies of booth of Baws the balsamboards?14 Burials be ballyhouraised! So let Bacchus e’en call! Inn inn! GNOSIS OF PRECREATE DETERMINATION. AGNOSIS OF POSTCREATE DETERMINISM.
Tickets for the Tailwaggers Terrierpuppy Raffle. Inn inn! Where. The babbers ply the pen. The bibbers drang the den. The papplicom, the pubblicam he’s turning tin for ten. From seldomers that most frequent him. That same erst crafty hakemouth which under the assumed name of Ignotus Loquor, of foggy old, harangued bellyhooting fishdrunks on their favorite stamping ground, from a father theobalder brake.15 And Egyptus, the incenstrobed,  
Mars speaking. as Cyrus heard of him? And Major A. Shaw after he got the miner smellpex? And old Whiteman self, the blighty blotchy, beyond the bays, hope of ostrogothic and ottomanic faith converters, despair of Pandemia’s postwartem plastic surgeons? But is was all so long ago.  
Smith, no home.
Hispano-Cathayan-Euxine, Castillian-Emeratic-Hebridian, Espanol-Cymric-Helleniky? Rolf the Ganger, Rough the Gangster, not a feature alike and the face the same.16 Pastimes are past times. Now let bygones be bei Gunne’s. Saaleddies er it in this warken werden, mine boerne, and it vild need olderwise17 since primal made alter in garden of Idem.  
Non quod sed quiat.
The tasks above are as the flasks below, saith the emerald canticle of Hermes and all’s loth and pleasestir, are we told, on excellent inkbottle authority, solarsystemised, seriolcosmically, in a more and more almightily expanding universe under one, there is rhymeless reason to believe, original sun. Securely judges orb terrestrial.18 Haud certo ergo.  
Hearasay in paradox lust. But O felicitous culpability, sweet bad cess to you for an archetypt!  
Honour commercio’s energy yet aid the linkless proud, the plurable with everybody and ech with pal, this ernst of Allsap’s ale halliday of roaring month with its two lunar eclipses and its three saturnine settings! Horn of Heatthen, highbrowed! Brook of Life, backfrish! Amnios amnium, fluminiculum flaminulinorum! We seek the Blessed One, the Harbourer-cum-Enheritance. Even Canaan the Hateful. Ever a-going, ever a-coming. Between a stare and a sough. Fossilisation, all branches.19 Wherefore Petra sware unto Ulma: By the mortals’ frost! And Ulma sware unto Petra: On my veiny life! ARCHAIC ZELOTYPIA AND THE ODIUM TELEOLOGICUM.

  In these places sojournemus, where Eblinn water, leased of carr and fen, leaving amont her shoals and salmen browses, whom inshore breezes woo with freshets, windeth to her broads. A phantom city, phaked of philim pholk, bowed and sould for a four of hundreds of manhood in their three and threescore fylkers for a price partitional of twenty six and six. By this riverside, THE LOCALISATION OF LEGEND LEADING TO THE LEGALISATION OF LATIFUNDISM.
Move up, Mackinerny!
Make room for Muckinurney!
on our sunnybank,20 how buona the vista, by Santa Rosa! A field of May, the very vale of Spring. Orchards here are lodged; sainted lawrels evremberried. You have a hoig view ashwald, a glen of marrons and of thorns. Gleannaulinn, Ardeevin: purty glint of plaising height. This Norman court at boundary of the ville, yon creepered tower of a church of Ereland, meet for true saints in worshipful assemblage,21 with our king’s house of stone, belgroved of mulbrey, the still that was mill and Kloster that was Yeomansland, the ghastcold tombshape of the quick foregone on, the loftleaved elm Lefanunian abovemansioned, each, every, all is for the retrospectioner. Skole! Agus skole igen!22 Sweetsome auburn, cometh up as a selfreizing flower, that fragolance of the fraisey beds: the phoenix, his pyre, is still flaming away with trueprattight spirit: the wren his nest is niedelig as the turrises of the sabines are televisible. Here are the cottage and the bungalow for the cobbeler and the brandnewburgher:23 but Izolde, her chaplet gardens, an litlee plads af liefest pose,  
In snowdrop, trou-de-dentelle, flesh and heliotrope. arride the winnerful wonders off, the winnerful wonnerful wanders off,24 with hedges of ivy and hollywood and bower of mistletoe, are, tho if it theem tho and yeth if you pleathes,25 for the blithehaired daughter of Angoisse. All out of two barreny old perishers, Tytonyhands and Vlossyhair, a kilolitre in metromyriams. Presepeprosapia, the parent bole. Wone tabard, wine tap and warm tavern26 and, by ribbon development, from contact bridge to lease lapse, only two millium two humbered  
Here’s our dozen cousins from the starves on tripes. and eighty thausig nine humbered and sixty radiolumin lines to the wustworts of a Finntown’s generous poet’s office. Distorted mirage, aloofliest of the plain, wherein the boxomeness of the bedelias27 makes hobbyhodge happy in his hole.28 The store and charter, Treetown Castle under Lynne. Rivapool? Hod a brieck on it! But its piers eerie, its span spooky, its toll but a till, its parapets all peripateting. D’Oblong’s by his by. Which we all pass. Tons. In our snoo. Znore. While we hickerwards the thicker. Schein. Schore. Which assoars us from the murk of the mythelated in the barrabelowther, bedevere butlered table round, past Morningtop’s necessity and Harington’s invention, to the clarience of the childlight in the studiorium upsturts. Here we’ll dwell on homiest powers, love at the latch with novices nig and nag. The chorus: the principals. For the rifocillation of their inclination to the manifestation of irritation: doldorboys and doll.29 After sound, light and heat, memory, will and understanding.  
Bet you fippence, anythesious, there’s no puggatory, are yous game? Here (the memories framed from walls are minding) till wranglers for wringwrowdy wready are, F mirrored F, (at gaze, respecting, fourteenth baronet, meet, altrettanth bancorot, chaff) and ere commence commencement catalaunic when Aetius check chokewill Attil’s gambit, (that buxon bruzeup, give it a burl!) lead us seek, O june of eves the jenniest, thou who fleeest flicklesome the fond fervid frondeur to thickly thyself attach with thine efteased ensuer,30 ondrawer of our unconscionable, flickerflapper fore our unterdrugged,31 lead us seek, lote us see, light us find, let us missnot Maidadate, Mimosa Multimimetica, the maymeaminning of maimoomeining! Elpis, thou fountain of the greeces, all shall speer theeward,32 from kongen in his canteenhus to knivers hind the knoll. Ausonius Audacior and gael, gillie, gall.33 Singalingalying. Storiella as she is syung. PREAUSTERIC MAN AND HIS PURSUIT OF PANHYSTERIC WOMAN.
There was a sweet hopeful called Cis. Whence followeup with endspeaking nots for yestures, plutonically pursuant on briefest glimpse from gladrags, pretty Proserpronette whose slit satchel spilleth peas.  

  Belisha beacon, beckon bright! Usherette, unmesh us! That grene ray of earong it waves us to yonder as the red, blue and yellow flogs time on the domisole,34 with a blewy blow and a windigo. Where flash becomes word and silents selfloud. To brace congeners, trebly bounden and asservaged twainly. Adamman,35 Emhe, Issossianusheen and sometypes Yggely ogs Weib. Uwayoei!36 So mag this sybilette be our shibboleth that we may syllable her well! URGES AND WIDERURGES IN A PRIMITIVE SEPT.
The Big Bear bit the Sailor’s Only. Trouble, trouble, trouble.
Forening Unge Kristlike Kvinne.
Vetus may be occluded behind the mou in Veto but Nova will be nearing as their radient among the Nereids. A one of charmers, ay, Una Unica, charmers, who, under the branches of the elms, in shoes as yet unshent by stoniness, wend, went, will wend a way of honey myrrh and rambler roses mistmusk while still the maybe mantles the meiblume or ever her if have faded from the fleur,37 their arms enlocked, (ringrang, the chimes of sex appealing as conchitas  
Telltale me all of annaryllies. with sentas stray,38 rung!), all thinking all of it, the It with an itch in it, the All every inch of it, the pleasure each will preen her for, the business each was bred to breed by.39  

Will you carry my can and fight the fairies?
Soon jemmijohns will cudgel about some a rhythmatick or other over Browne and Nolan’s divisional tables whereas she, of minions’ novence charily being cupid, for mug’s wumping, grooser’s grubbiness, andt’s avarice and grossopper’s grandegaffe, with her tootpettypout of jemenfichue will sit and knit on solfa sofa.40 Stew of the evening, booksyful stew. And a bodikin a boss in the Thimble Theatre. But all is herinbourne. EARLY NOTIONS OF ACQUIRED RIGHTS AND THE INFLUENCE OF COLLECTIVE TRADITION UPON THE INDIVIDUAL.
Allma Mathers, Auctioneer. Intend. From gramma’s grammar she has it that if there is a third person, mascarine, phelinine or nuder, being spoken abad it moods prosodes from a person speaking to her second which is the direct object that has been spoken to, with and at. Take the dative with his oblative41 for, even if obsolete, it is always of interest, so spake gramma on the impetus of her imperative, only mind your genderous towards his reflexives  
Old Gavelkind the Gamper and he’s as daff as you’re erse. such that I was to your grappa (Bott’s trousend, hore a man uff!) when him was me hedon42 and mine, what the lewdy saying, his analectual pygmyhop.43 There is comfortism in the knowledge that often hate on first hearing comes of love by second sight. Have your little sintalks in the dunk of subjunctions, dual in duel and prude with pruriel, but even the aoriest chaparound whatever plaudered perfect anent prettydotes and haec genua omnia may perhaps chance to be about to be in the case to be becoming a pale peterwright in spite of all your tense accusatives whilstly you’re wallfloored44 like your gerandiums for the better half of a yearn or sob. It’s a wild’s kitten, my dear, who can tell a wilkling from a warthog. For you may be as practical as is predicable but you must have the proper sort of accident to meet that kind of a being with a difference.45 Flame at his fumbles but freeze on his fist.46 Every letter is a godsend, ardent Ares, brusque Boreas and glib Ganymede like zealous Zeus, the O’Meghisthest of all. To me or not to me. Satis thy quest on. Werbungsap! Jeg suis, vos  
Undante umoroso.
M. 50-50.
ουκ ε λβον πολιν
wore a gentleman, thou arr, I am a quean. Is a game over? The game goes on. Cookcook! Search me. The beggar the maid the bigger the mauler. And the greater the patrarc the griefer the pinch. And that’s what your doctor knows. O love it is the commonknounest thing how it pashes the plutous and the paupe.47 Pop! And egg she active or spoon she passive, all them fine clauses in Lindley’s and Murrey’s never braught the participle of a present to a desponent hortatrixy, vindicatively I say it, from her postconditional future.48 Lumpsome is who lumpsum pays. Quantity counts though accents falter. Yoking apart  
I’ll go for that small polly if you’ll suck to your lebbensquatsch. and oblique orations parsed to one side, a brat, alanna, can choose from so many, be he a sollicitor’s appendix, a pipe clerk or free functionist flyswatter, that perfect little cad, from the languors and weakness of limberlimbed lassihood till the head, back and heartaches of waxedup womanage and heaps on heaps of other things too. Note the Respectable Irish Distressed Ladies and the Merry Mustard Frothblowers of Humphreystown Associations. Atac first, queckqueck quicks after. Beware how in that hist subtaile of schlangder49 lies liaison to tease oreilles! To vert embowed set proper penchant. But learn from that ancient tongue to be middle old modern to the minute. A spitter that can be depended on. Though Wonderlawn’s lost us for ever. Alis, alas, she broke the glass! Liddell lokker through the leafery, ours is mistery of pain.50 You may spin on youthlit’s bike and multiplease your Mike and Nike with your kickshoes on the algebrars but, volve  
O’Mara Farrell. the virgil page and view, the O of woman is long when burly those two muters sequent  
Verschwindibus. her so from Nebob51 see you never stray who’ll nimm you nice and nehm the day.  

Ulstria, Monastir, Leninstar and Connecticut.
Cliopatria, thy hosies history.
One hath just been areading, hath not one, ya, ya, in their memoiries of Hireling’s puny wars, end so, und all, ga, ga, of The O’Brien, The O’Connor, The Mac Loughlin and The Mac Namara with summed their appondage, da, da, of Sire Jeallyous Seizer, that gamely torskmester,52 with his duo of druidesses in ready money rompers53 and the tryonforit of Oxthievious, Lapidous and Malthouse Anthemy. You may fail to see the lie of that layout, Suetonia,54 but the reflections which recur to me are that so long as beauty life is body love55 and so bright as Mutua of your mirror holds her candle to your caudle, lone lefthand likeless, sombring Autum of your Spring, reck you not one spirt of anyseed whether trigemelimen cuddle his coddle or nope. She’ll confess it by her figure and she’ll deny it to your face. If you’re not ruined by that one she won’t do you any whim. And then? What afters it? Cruff Gunne may blow, Gam Gonna flow, the gossans eye the jennings aye. From the butts of Heber and CONCOMITANCE


The Eroico Furioso makes the valet like smiling. Heremon, nolens volens, brood our pansies, brune in brume. There’s a split in the infinitive from to have to have been to will be. As they warred in their big innings ease now we never shall know. Eat early earthapples. Coax Cobra to chatters. Hail, Heva, we hear! This is the glider that  
The hyperape the mink he groves the mole you see nowfor crushsake, chawley! gladdened the girl56 that list to the wind that lifted the leaves that folded the fruit that hung on the tree that grew in the garden Gough gave. Wide hiss, we’re wizening. Hoots fromm, we’re globing. Why hidest thou hinder thy husband his name? Leda, Lada, aflutter-afraida, so does your girdle grow! Willed without witting, whorled without aimed. Pappapassos, Mammamanet, warwhetswut and whowitswhy.57 But it’s tails for toughs and titties for totties and  
Pige pas. come buckets comebats till deeleet.58  

one bar of music, treble clef
Dark ages clasp the daisy roots, Stop, if you are a sally of the allies, hot off Minnowaurs and naval actiums, picked engagements and banks of rowers. Please stop if you’re a B.C. minding missy, please do. But should you prefer A.D. stepplease. And if you miss with a venture it serves you girly well glad. But, holy Janus, I was forgetting the Blitzenkopfs! Here, Hengegst and Horsesauce, take your heads59 out of that taletub! And leave your hinnyhennyhindyou! It’s haunted. The chamber. Of errings. Whoan, tug, trace, PANOPTICAL
Seidlitz powther for slogan plumpers. stirrup! It is distinctly understouttered that, sense you threehandshighs put your twofootlarge timepates in that dead wash of Lough Murph and until such time pace one and the same Messherrn the grinning statesmen, Brock and Leon, have shunted the grumbling coundedtouts, Starlin and Ser Artur Ghinis. Foamous homely brew,  
Hoploits and atthems. bebattled by bottle, gageure de guegerre.60 Bull igien bear and then bearagain bulligan. Gringrin gringrin. Staffs varsus herds and bucks vursus barks.  
Curragh machree, me bosthoon fiend. By old Grumbledum’s walls. Bumps, bellows and bawls.61 Opprimor’s down, up up Opima! Rents and rates and tithes and taxes, wages, saves and spends. Heil, heptarched span of peace!62 Live,  
Femilies hug bank! league of lex, nex and the mores! Fas est dass and foe err you. Impovernment of the booble by the bauble for the bubble. So  
All we suffered under them Cowdung Forks and how we enjoyed over our pick of the basketfild. Old Kine’s Meat Meal. wrap up your worries in your woe (wumpumtum!) and shake down the shuffle for the throw. For there’s one mere ope63 for downfall ned. As Hanah Levy, shrewd shroplifter, and nievre anore skidoos with her spoileds.64 To add gay touches. For hugh and guy and goy and jew. To dimpled and pimpled and simpled and wimpled. A peak in a poke and a pig in a pew.65 She wins them by wons, a haul hectoendecate,  
Flieflie for the jillies and a bombambum for the nappotondus. for mangay mumbo jumbjubes tak mutts and jeffs muchas bracelonettes gracies barcelonas.66 O what a loovely freespeech ’twas (tep)67 to gar howalively hintergrunting! Tip. Like lilt of larks to burdened crocodile,68 or skittering laubhing at that wheeze of old windbag, Blusterboss, blowharding about all he didn’t do. Hell o’ your troop! With is the winker for the muckwits of willesly and nith is the nod for the umproar napollyon and hitheris poorblond piebold hoerse. Huirse. With its tricuspidal hauberkhelm coverchaf emblem  
Murdoch. on. For the man that broke the ranks on Monte Sinjon. The allriddle of it? That that is allruddy with us, ahead of schedule, which already is plan accomplished  
Pas d’action, peu de sauce. from and syne: Daft Dathy of the Five Positions (the death ray stop him!) is still, as reproaches Paulus, on the Madderhorn and, entre chats and hobnobs,69 daring Dunderhead to shiver his timbers and Hannibal mac Hamiltan the Hegerite70 (more livepower elbow him!) ministerbuilding up, as repreaches Timothy, in Saint Barmabrac’s.71 Number Thirty two West Eleventh streak looks on to that (may all in the tocoming of the sempereternal  
From the seven tents of Joseph till the calends of Mary Marian, olivehunkered and thorny too. speel spry with it!) datetree doloriferous which more and over leafeth earlier than every growth and, elfshot, headawag, with frayed nerves wondering till they feeled sore like any woman that has been born at all events to the purdah and for the howmanyeth and howmovingth time at what the demons in that jackhouse  
As Shakefork might pitch it. that jerry built for Massa and Missus and hijo de puta, the sparksown fermament of the starryk fieldgosongingon where blows a nemone at each blink of windstill72 they were sliding along and sleeting aloof and scouting around and shooting about. Allwhichwhile or whereaballoons for good vaunty years Dagobert is in Clane’s clean hometown prepping up his prepueratory and learning how to put a broad face bronzily out through a broken breached  
Puzzly, puzzly, I smell a cat. meataerial from Bryan Awlining! Erin’s hircohaired culoteer. 73  

And as, these things being so or ere those things having done, way back home in Pacata Auburnia,74 (untillably holy gammel FROM CENOGENETIC DICHOTOMY THROUGH DIAGONISTIC CONCILIANCE TO DYNASTIC CONTINUITY.
Two makes a wing at the macroscope telluspeep. Eire) one world burrowing on another, (if you’ve got me, neighbour, in any large lumps, geek?, ant got the strong of it) Standfest, our topiocal sagon hero, or any otther macotther, signs is on the bellyguds bastille back, bucket up with fullness, ant silvering to her jubilee,75 birchleaves her jointure, our lavy in waving, visage full of flesh ant fat as a hen’s i’ forehead,  
From the Buffalo Times of bysone days. Airyanna ant Blowyhart topsirturvy, that royal pair in their palace of quicken boughs hight The Goat ant Compasses (’phone number 17:69, if you want to know76 ) his seaarm strongsround her, her velivole eyne ashipwracked, have discusst their things of the past, crime and fable with shame, home and profit,77 why lui lied to lei and hun tried to kill ham, scribbledehobbles, in whose veins runs a mixture of, are heat bent and hard upon. Spell me the chimes. They are tales all tolled.78 Today is  
Quick quake quokes the parrotbook of dates. well thine but where’s may tomorrow be. But, bless his cowly head and press his crankly hat, what a world’s woe is each’s other’s weariness waiting to beadroll his own properer mistakes, the backslapping  
Some is out for twoheaded dul-carnons but more pulfers turnips. Omnitudes in a knutshedell. gladhander,79 free of his florid future and the other singing likeness, dirging a past of bloody altars, gale with a blost to him, dove without gall. And she, of the jilldaw’s nest80 who tears up lettereens she never apposed a pen upon.81 Yet sung of love and the monster man. What’s Hiccupper to hem or her to Hagaba? Ough, ough, brieve kindli!82  

  Dogs’ vespers are anending. Vespertiliabitur. Goteshoppard quits his gabhard cloke to sate with Becchus. Zumbock! Achevre! Yet wind will be ere fadervor83 and the hour of THE MONGREL UNDER THE DUNGMOUND. SIGNIFICANCE OF THE INFRALIMINAL INELLIGENCE. OFFRANDES.
For all us kids under his aegis. fruminy and bergoo bell if Nippon have pearls or opals Eldorado, the daindy dish, the lecking out! Gipoo, good oil! For (hushmagandy!) long ’tis till gets bright that all cocks waken and birds Diana84 with dawnsong hail. Aught darks flou a duskness. Bats that? There peepeestrilling.
Saving the public his health. At Brannan’s on the moor. At Tam Fanagan’s weak yat his still’s going strang. And still here is noctules and can tell things acommon on by that fluffy feeling. Larges  
Superlative absolute of Porterstown. loomy wheelhouse to bodgbox85 lumber up with hoodie hearsemen carrawain we keep is peace who follow his law, Sunday King.86 His sevencoloured’s soot (Ochone! Ochonal!)87 and his imponence one heap  
Why so mucky pick bridges span our Fluminian road. lumpblock (Mogoul!). And rivers burst out like weeming racesround joydrinks for the fewnrally,88 where every feaster’s a foster’s other, fiannians all.89 The wellingbreast,  
P.C. Helmut’s in the cottonwood, listnin. he willing giant, the mountain mourning his duggedy dew. To obedient of civicity in urbanious at felicity what’ll yet meek Mike90 our diputy mimber when he’s head  
The throne is an umbrella strande and a sceptre’s a stick. on poll and Peter’s burgess and Miss Mishy Mushy is tiptupt by Toft Taft. Boblesse gobleege. For as Anna was at the beginning lives yet and will return after great deap  
Jady jewel, our daktar deer. sleap rerising and a white night high with a cows of Drommhiem as shower as there’s a  
Gautamed budders deossiphysing our Theas. wet enclouded in Westwicklow or a little black rose a truant in a thorntree. We drames our dreams tell Bappy returns. And Sein annews. We will not say it shall not be, this passing of order and order’s coming, but in the herbest country and in the country around Blath as in that city self of legionds they look for its being ever yet. So shuttle the pipers done.91 Eric aboy!92 And it’s time that all paid tribute to this massive  
By lineal in pondus overthepoise. mortiality, the pink of punk perfection as photography in mud. Some may seek to dodge the gobbet for its quantity of quality but who wants to cheat the choker’s got to learn to chew the cud. Allwhichhole scrubs  
Pitchcap and triangle, noose and tinctunc. on scroll circuminiuminluminatedhave encuoniams here and improperies there.93 With a pansy for the pussy in the corner. 94

  Bewise of Fanciulla’s heart, the heart of Fanciulla! Even the recollection of willow fronds is a spellbinder that lets to hear.95 The rushes by the grey nuns’ pond: ah eh oh INCIPIT INTERMISSIO.
Uncle Flabbius Muximus to Niecia Flappia Minnimiss. As this is. And as this this is. Dear Brotus, land me arrears. let me sigh too. Coalmansbell: behoves you handmake of the load. Jenny Wren: pick, peck. Johnny Post: pack, puck.96 All the world’s in want and is writing a letters.97 A letters from a person to a place about a thing. And all the world’s on wish to be carrying a letters. A letters to a king about a treasure from a cat.98 When men want to write a letters. Ten men, ton men, pen men,  
Rockaby, babel, flatten a wall. How he broke the good news to Gent. pun men, wont to rise a ladder. And den men, dun men, fen men, fun men, hen men, hun men went to raze a leader. Is then any lettersday from many peoples, Daganasanavitch? Empire, your outermost.99 A posy cord. Plece.  

  We have wounded our way on foe tris prince till that force in the gill is faint afarred and the face in the treebark feigns afear. This is rainstones ringing. Strangely cult for this ceasing of the yore. But Erigureen is ever. Pot price pon patrilinear plop, if the osseletion of the onkring gives omen nome? Since alls war that end war let sports be leisure and bring and buy fair. Ah ah athelete, blest your bally bathfeet! Towntoquest, fortorest, the hour that hies is hurley. A halt for hearsake. A scene at sight. Or dreamoneire. Which they shall memorise. By her freewritten Hopely for ear that annalykeses if scares for eye that sumns. Is it in the now woodwordings100 MAJOR AND MINOR MODES COALESCING PROLIFERATE HOMOGENUINE HOMOGEN-EITY.
Bibelous hicstory and Barbarassa harestary. of our sweet plantation where the branchings then will singingsing tomorrows gone and yesters outcome as Satadays aftermoon lex leap smiles on the twelvemonthsminding? Such is. Dear (name of desired subject, A.N.), well, and I go on to. Shlicksher. I and we (tender condolences for happy funeral, one if) so sorry to (mention person suppressed for  
A shieling in coppingers and porrish soup all days. the moment, F.M.). Well (enquiries after allhealths) how are you (question maggy). A lovely (introduce to domestic circles) pershan of cates. Shrubsher. Those pothooks  
How matches metroosers? mostly she hawks from Poppa Vere Foster but these curly mequeues are of Mippa’s moulding. Shrubsheruthr. (Wave gently in the ere turning ptover.) Well, mabby (consolation of shopes) to soon air. With best from cinder Christinette if prints chumming, can be when desires Soldi, for asamples, backfronted or, if all, peethrolio or Get my Prize, using her flower or  
Le hélos tombaut soul sur la jambe de marche. perfume or, if veryveryvery chumming, in otherwards, who she supposed adeal, kissists my exits. Shlicksheruthr. From Auburn chenlemagne. Pious and pure fair one, all has concomitated to this that she shall tread them lifetrees leaves whose silence hitherto has shone as sphere of silver fastalbarnstone, that fount Bandusian shall play liquick music and after odours sigh of musk. Blotsbloshblothe, one dear that was. Sleep in the water, drug at the fire, shake the dust off and dream your one who would give her sidecurls to. Till later Lammas is  
Mai maintenante elle est venuse. led in by baith our washwives, a weird of wonder tenebrous as that evil thorngarth, a field of faery blithe as this flowing wild.  
Two Dons Johns Threes Totty Askins. Aujourd’hui comme aux temps le Pline et de Columelle la jacinthe se plaîit dans les Gaules, la pervenche en Illyrie, la marguerite sur les ruines de Numance101 et pendant qu’autour d’elles les villes ont changé de maîtres et de noms, que plusieurs sont entrées dans le néant, que les civilisations se sont choquées et brisées, leurs paisibles générations ont traversé les âges et sont 102 THE PART PLAYED BY BELLETRI-
Also Spuke Zerothruster. arrivées jusqu’à nous, fraîches et riantes comme aux jours des batailles.  

  Margaritomancy! Hyacinthinous pervinciveness! Flowers. A cloud. But Bruto and Cassio are ware only of trifid tongues whispered103 the whispered  
A saxum shillum for the sextum but nothums for that parridge preast. wilfulness, (’tis demonal!) and shadows shadows multiplicating (il folsoletto nel falsoletto col fazzolotto dal fuzzolezzo),104 totients quotients, they tackle their quarrel. Sickamoor’s so woful sally. Ancient’s aerger. And eachway bothwise glory signs. What if she love Sieger less though she leave Ruhm moan? That’s how our oxyggent has gotten ahold of half their world. Moving about in the free of the air and mixing with the ruck. Enten eller, either or.  


  Nay, rather! EXCLAMATION.

Tricks stunts. With sobs for his job, with tears for his toil, with horror for his squalor but with pep for his perdition,105 lo, the boor plieth as the laird hireth him. ANTITHESIS OF AMBIDUAL ANTICIPATION.

  Boon on begyndelse. AUSPICIUM.

  At maturing daily gloryaims!106 AUGURIA.

  A flink dab for a freck dive and a stern poise for a swift pounce was frankily at the manual arith sure enough which was the bekase he knowed from his cradle, no bird better, why his fingures were giving him whatfor to fife with. First, by observation, DIVINITY
Truckeys’ cant for dactyl and spondee. there came boko and nigh him wigworms and nigh him tittlies and nigh him cheekadeekchimple and nigh him pickpocket with pickpocketpumb, pickpocketpoint, pickpocketprod, pickpocketpromise and upwithem. Holy Joe in lay Eden.107 And anyhows always after them the dimpler he weighed the fonder fell he of his null four lovedroyd curdinals, his

Panoplous peregrine pifflicative pomposity. element curdinal numen and his enement curdinal marryng and his epulent curdinal weisswassh and his eminent curdinal Kay O’Kay. Always would he be reciting of them, hoojahs koojahs, up by rota, in his Fanden’s catachysm from fursed to laced, quickmarch to decemvers, so as to pin the tenners, thumbs down. And anon an aldays, strues yerthere, would he wile arecreating em om lumerous ways, caiuscounting in the scale of pin puff pive piff, piff puff pive poo, poo puff pive pree, pree puff pive pfoor, pfoor puff pive pippive, poopive,108 Niall Dhu, Foughty Unn, Enoch Thortig, endso one, like to pitch of your cap, pac, on to tin tall spillicans.109 To sum,  
Non plus ulstra, Elba, nec, cashelbum tuum. borus pew notus pew eurus pew zipher. Ace, deuce, tricks, quarts, quims. Mumtiplay of course and carry to their whole number. While on the other hand, traduced by their comedy nominator to the loaferst terms for their aloquent parts, sexes, suppers, oglers, novels and dice.110 He could find (the rakehelly!) by practice the valuse of thine-to-mine articles with no reminder for an equality of relations and, with the helpings from his tables, improduce fullmin to trumblers, links unto chains, weys in Nuffolk till tods of Yorek, oozies ad libs and several townsends, several hundreds, civil-to-civil imperious gallants into gells (Irish), bringing alliving stone allaughing down to grave clothnails  
Dondderwedder Kyboshicksal and a league of archers, fools and lurchers under the rude rule of fumb. What signifieth whole that111 but, be all the prowess of ten, ’tis as strange to relate he, nonparile to rede, rite and reckan, caught allmeals dullmarks for his nucleuds and alegobrew. They wouldn’t took bearings no how anywheres. O them doddhunters and allanights, aabs and baas for agnomes, yees and zees for incognits, bate him up jerrybly! Worse nor herman dororrhea. Give you the fantods, seemed to him. They ought to told you every last word first stead of trying every which way to kinder smear it out poison long. Show that the median,  
A stodge Angleshman has been worked by eccentricity. hce che ech, interecting at royde angles the parilegs of a given obtuse one biscuts both the arcs that are in curveachord behind. Brickbaths. The family umbroglia. A Tullagrove pole112 to the Height of County Fearmanagh has a septain inclinaison113 and the graphplot for all the functions in Lower County Monachan, whereat samething is rivisible by nighttim, may be involted into the zeroic couplet, palls pell  
An oxygon is noturally reclined to rest. noughty times ∞, find, if you are not literally cooefficient, how minney combinaisies and permutandies can be played on the international surd! pthwndxrclzp!, hids cubid rute being extructed, taking anan illitterettes, ififif at a tom. Answers, (for teasers only).114 Ten, twent, thirt, see, ex and three icky totchty ones. From solation to solution. Imagine the twelve deaferended dumbbawls of the whowl abovebeugled to be the contonuation through regeneration of the urutteration of the word in pregross. It follows that, if the two antesedents be bissyclitties and the three comseekwenchers trundletrikes, then, Aysha Lalipat  
Ba be bi bo bum. behidden on the footplate, Big Whiggler115 restant upsittuponable, the NCR116 presents to us (tandem year at lasted length!) an ottomantic turquo-indaco of pictorial shine by pictorial shimmer so long as, gad of the gidday, pictorial summer, viridorefulvid, lits asheen, but (lenz alack lends a lot), if this habby cyclic erdor be outraciously enviolated by a mierelin roundtableturning, like knuts in maze, the zitas runnind hare and dart117 with the yeggs in their muddle, like a seven of wingless arrows, hodgepadge, thump, kick and hurry, all boy more missis blong him he race quickfeller  
Finnfinnotus of Cincinnati. all same hogglepiggle longer house blong him,118 while the catched and dodged exarx seems himmulteemiously to beem (he wins her hend! he falls to tail!) the ersed ladest mand119 and (uhu and uhud!) the losed farce on erroroots,120 twalegged poneys and threehandled dorkeys (madahoy, morahoy, lugahoy, jogahoyaway)  
Arthurgink’s hussies and Everguin’s men. MPM brings us a rainborne pamtomomiom, aqualavant to (cat my dogs, if I baint dingbushed like everything!) kaksitoista volts yksitoista volts kymmenen volts yhdeksan volts kahdeksan volts seitseman volts kuusi volts viisi volts nelja volts kolme volts kaksi volts yksi! allahthallacamellated,  
Nom de nombres! The balbearians. caravan series to the finish of helve’s fractures.121 In outher wards, one from five, two to fives ones, one from fives two millamills with a mill and a half a mill and twos twos fives fives of bully clavers. For a surview over all the factionables see Iris in the Evenine’s World.122 Binomeans to be comprendered. Inexcessible as thy by god ways. The aximones. And their prostalutes. For his neuralgiabrown. Equal to=aosch.  

  P.t.l.o.a.t.o. HEPTA GRAMMATON.

  So, bagdad, after those initials falls and that primary taincture, as I know and you know yourself, begath, and the arab in the ghetto knows better, by nettus, nor anymeade or persan, comic cuts and series exerxeses always were to be capered in Casey’s frost book of, page torn on dirty, to be hacked at, HYPOTHESES OF COMMONEST EXPERIENCES BEFORE APOTHEOSIS
Vive Paco Hunter! Hickey’s hucksler, Wellington’s Iron Bridge, and so, by long last, as it would shuffle out, must he to trump adieu atout atous to those  
The hoisted in red and the lowered in black. cardinhands he a big deal missed, radmachrees and rossecullinans and blagpikes in suitclover. Dear hearts of my counting, would he revoke them, forewheel to packnumbers, and, the time being no help fort, plates to lick one and turn over.  

The boss’s bess bass is the browd of Mullingar. Problem ye ferst, construct ann aquilittoral dryankle Probe loom! With his primal handstoe in his sole salivarium. Concoct an equoangular trillitter.123 On the name of the tizzer and off the tongs and off the mythametical tripods. Beatsoon. INGENIOUS LABOURTENACITY AS BETWEEN INGENUOUS AND LIBERTINE.

The aliments of jumeantry. Can you nei do her, numb? asks Dolph,124 suspecting the answer know. Oikkont, ken you, ninny? asks Kev,125 expecting the answer guess.126 Nor was the noer long disappointed for easiest of kisshams, he was made vicewise. Oc, tell it to oui, do, Sem! Well, ’tis oil thusly. First mull a mugfull of mud, son.127 Oglores, the virtuoser prays, olorum What the D.V. would I to that for? That’s a goosey’s ganswer you’re for giving me, he is told, what the Deva would you do that for?128 Now, sknow royol road to Puddlin, take your mut for a first beginning, big to bog,  
Wolsherwomens at their weirdst. back to bach. Anny liffle mud which cometh out of Mam will doob, I guess. A.1. Amnium instar. And to find a locus for an alp get a howlth on her bayrings as a prisme O and for a second O unbox your compasses. I cain but are you able? Amicably nod. Gu it! So let’s seth off betwain us. Prompty? Mux your pistany at a point of the coastmap to be called a but pronounced olfa. There’s the isle of Mun, ah! O! Tis just. Bene! Now, whole in applepine odrer129 (for—husk, hisk, a spirit spires—Dolph, dean of idlers, meager suckling of gert stoan, though barekely a balbose boy, he too,—venite, preteriti,130 sine mora dumque de entibus nascituris decentius in lingua roman mortuorum parva chartula liviana ostenditur, sedentes in letitiae super ollas carnium, spectantes immo situm lutetiae unde auspiciis secundis tantae consurgent humanae stirpes, antiquissimam flaminum amborium Jordani et Jambaptistae mentibus revolvamus sapientiam: totum tute fluvii modo mundo fluere, eadem quae ex aggere fututa iterum inter alveum fore futura, quodlibet sese ipsum per aliudpiam agnoscere contrarium, omnem demun amnem ripis rivalibus amplecti131—recurrently often, when him moved he would cake their chair, coached rebelliumtending mikes of his same and over his own choirage at Backlane Univarsity, among of which pupal souaves the pizdrool was pulled up, bred and battered, for a dillon a dollar,132 chanching letters for them vice o’verse to bronze mottes and blending tschemes for em in tropadores and doublecressing twofold thruths and devising tingling tailwords too whilest, cunctant that another would finish his sentence for him, he druider would smilabit eggways133 ned, he, to don’t say nothing, would, so prim, and pick upon his ten ordinailed ungles, trying to undo with his teeth the knots made by his tongue, retelling humself by the math hour, long as he’s brood reel of funnish ficts apout the shee, how faust of all and on segund thoughts and the thirds the charmhim girlalove and fourthermore and filthily with bag from Oxatown and baroccidents and proper accidence and hoptohill and hexenshoes, in fine the whole damning letter; and, in point of feet, when he landed in ourland’s leinster134 of saved and solomnones for the twicedhecame time, off Lipton’s strongbowed launch, the Lady Eva, in a tan soute of sails135 he converted it’s nataves, name saints, young ordnands, maderaheads and old unguished P.T. Publikums, through the medium of znigznaks with sotiric zeal, to put off the barcelonas136 from their peccaminous corpulums (Gratings, Mr Dane!) and kiss on their bottes (Master!) as often as they came within bloodshot of that other familiar temple and showed em the celestine way to by his tristar and his flop hattrick and his perry humdrum dumb and numb nostrums that he larned in Hymbuktu,137 and that same galloroman cultous is very prevailend up to this windiest of landhavemiseries all over what was beforeaboots a land of nods, in spite of all the bloot, all the braim, all the brawn, all the brile, that was shod, that were shat, that was shuk all the while, for our massangrey if mosshungry people, the at Wickerworks,138 still hold ford to their healing and139 byleave in the old weights downupon the Swanny, innovated by him, the prence di Propagandi, the chrism for the christmass, the pillar of the perished and the rock o’ralereality, and it is veritably belied, we belove, that not allsods of esoupcans that’s in the queen’s pottage post and not allfinesof greendgold that the Indus contains would overhinduce them, (o.p.) to steeplechange back once from their ophis workship and twice on sundises, to their ancient flash and crash habits of old Pales time ere beam slewed cable140 or Derzherr, live wire, fired Benjermine Funkling outa th’Empyre, sin righthand son; which, cummal, having listed curefully to the interlooking and the underlacking of her twentynine shifts or his continental’s curses, pummel, apostrophised Byrne’s and Flamming’s and Furniss’s and Bill Hayses’s and Ellishly Haught’s, hoc, they (t.a.W.), sick or whole, stiff or sober, let drop as a doombody drops, without another ostrovgods word eitherways, in their own lineal descendance, as priesto as puddywhack,141 coal on: 142 and, as we gang along to gigglehouse, talking of molniacs’ manias and missions for mades to scotch the schlang and leathercoats for murty magdies, of course this has blameall in that medeoturanian world to say to blessed by Pointer the Grace’s his privates judgements143 whenso to put it, disparito, duspurudo, desterrado, despertieu, or, saving his presents for his own onefriend Bevradge, Conn the Shaughraun; but to return for a moment from the reptile’s age144 to the coxswain on the first landing (page Ainee Rivière!) if the pretty Lady Elisabbess, Hotel des Ruines—she laid her batsleeve for him two trueveres tell love (on the Ides of Valentino’s, at Idleness, Floods Area, Isolade, Liv’s lonely daughter, with the Comes Tichiami, of Prima Vista, Abroad, suddenly), and beauty alone of all dare say when now, uncrowned, deceptered, in what niche of time145 is Shee or where in the rose world trysting, that was the belle of La Chapelle, shapely Liselle, and the peg-of-my-heart of all the tompull or on whose limbs-to-lave her semicupiose eyes now kindling themselves are brightning,146 O Shee who then (4.32 M.P., old time, to be precise, according to all three doctors waterburies that was Mac Auliffe and poor MacBeth and poor MacGhimley to the tickleticks, of the synchronisms, all lauschening, a time also confirmed seven sincuries later by the quatren medical johnny, poor old MacAdoo MacDollett, with notary,147 whose presence was required by law of Devine Foresygth and decretal of the Douge) who after the first compliments148 med darkist day light, gave him then that vantage of a Blinkensope’s cuddlebath at her proper mitts—if she then, the then that matters,—but, seigneur! she could never have forefelt, as she yet will fearfeel, when the lovenext breaks out, such a coolcold douche as him, the totterer, the four-flights-the-charmer, doubling back, in nowtime,149 bymby when saltwater he wush him these iselands, O alors! to mount miss (the wooeds of Fogloot!) under that chemise de fer and a vartryproof name, Multalusi (would it wash?) with a cheek white peaceful as, wen shall say, a single professed claire’s150 and his washawash tubatubtub and his diagonoser’s lampblick, to pure where they where hornest girls, to buy her in par jure, il you plait, nuncandtunc and for simper, and other duel mavourneens in plurible numbers from Arklow Vikloe to Louth super Luck, come messes, come mams, and touch your spottprice (for’twas he was the born suborner, man) on behalf of an oldest ablished firma of winebakers, Lagrima and Gemiti, later on, his craft ebbing, invoked by the unirish title, Grindings of Nash,151 the One and Only, Unic bar None, of Saint Yves by Landsend cornwer, man—ship me silver!, it must have been, faw! a terrible mavrue mavone, to synamite up the old Adam-he-used-to, such a finalley, and that’s flat as Tut’s fut, for whowghowho? the poour girl, a lonely peggy, given the bird, so inseuladed as Crampton’s peartree, (she sall eurn bitter bed by thirt sweet of her face!), and short wonder so many of the tomthick and tarry members in all there subsequious ages of our timocracy tipped to console with her at her mirrorable gracewindow’d hut152 till the ives of Man, the O’Kneels and the O’Prayins and the O’Hyens of Lochlaunstown and the O’Hollerins of Staneybatter, hollyboys, all, burryripe who’ll buy?,153 in juwelietry and kickychoses and madornaments and that’s not the finis of it (would it were!)—but to think of him foundling a nelliza the second,154 also cliptbuss (the best was still there if the torso was gone) where he did and when he did, retriever to the last155—escapes my forgetness now was it dustcovered, nom de Lieu! on lapse or street ondown, through, for or from a foe, by with as on a friend, at the Rectory? Vicarage Road? Bishop’s Folly? Papesthorpe?, after picket fences, stonewalls, out and ins or oxers—for merry a valsehood whisprit he to manny a lilying earling;156 and to try to analyse that ambo’s pair of braceleans akwart the rollyon trying to amarm all157 of that miching micher’s bearded but insensible virility and its gaulish moustaches, Dammad and Groany, into her limited (tuff, tuff, que tu es pitre!) lapse at the same slapse for towelling ends158 in their dolightful Sexsex home, Somehow-at-Sea (O little oily head, sloper’s brow and prickled ears!) as though he, a notoriety, a foist edition, were a wrigular writher neonovene babe!159—well, diarmuee and granyou and Vae Vinctis, that is what lamoor that of gentle breast rathe is intaken seems circling toward out yondest (it’s life that’s all chokered by that batch of grim rushers) heaven help his hindmost and, mark mo, if the so greatly displeaced diorems in the Saint Lubbock’s Day number of that most improving of roundshows, Spice and Westend Woman (utterly exhausted before publication, indiapepper edition shortly), are for our indices, it agins to pear like it, par my fay, and there is no use for your pastripreaching for to cheesse it either or praying fresh fleshblood claspers of young catholick throats on Huggin Green160 to take warning by the prispast, why?, by cows ∵ man, in shirt, is how he is più la gonna è mobile and ∴ they wonet do ut; and, an you could peep inside the cerebralised saucepan of this eer illwinded goodfornobody, you would see in his house of thoughtsam (was you, that is, decontaminated enough to look discarnate) what a jetsam litterage of convolvuli of times lost or strayed, of lands derelict and of tongues laggin too, longa yamsayore, not only that but, search lighting, beached, bashed and beaushelled à la Mer pharahead into faturity, your own convolvulis pickninnig capman would real to jazztfancy the novo takin place of what stale words whilom were woven with and fitted fairly featly for, so; and equally so, the crame of the whole faustian fustian, whether your launer’s lightsome or your soulard’s schwearmood, it is that, whenas the swiftshut scareyss of our pupilteachertaut duplex will hark back to lark to you symibellically that, though a day be as dense as a decade, no mouth has the might to set a mearbound to the march of a landsmaul,161 in half a sylb, helf a solb, holf a salb onward162 the beast of boredom, common sense, lurking gyrographically down inside his loose Eating S.S. collar is gogoing of whisth to you sternly how—Plutonic loveliaks twinnt Platonic yearlings—you must, how, in undivided reawlity draw the line  
  somewhawre) Coss? Cossist? Your parn! You, you make what name? (and in truth, as a poor soul is between shift and shift ere the teath he has lived through becomes the life he is to die into, he or he had albut—he was rickets as to reasons but the balance of his minds was stables—lost himself or himself some somnione sciupiones, soswhitchoverswetch had he or he gazet, murphy come, murphy go, murphy plant, murphy grow, a maryamyriameliamurphies, in the lazily eye of his lapis, WHY MY AS

circles etc

Uteralterance or the Interplay of Bones in the Womb. Vieus Von DVbLIn, ’twas one of dozedeams a darkies ding in dewood) the Turnpike under the Great Ulm (with Mearingstone in Fore ground).163 Given now ann linch you take enn all. Allow me! And, heaving alljawbreakical expressions out of old Sare Isaac’s164  
The Vortex. Spring of Sprung Verse. The Vertex. universal of specious aristmystic unsaid, A is for Anna like L is for liv. Aha hahah, Ante Ann you’re apt to ape aunty annalive! Dawn gives rise. Lo, lo, lives love! Eve takes fall. La, la, laugh leaves alass! Aiaiaiai, Antiann, we’re last to the lost, Loulou! Tis perfect. Now (lens your dappled yeye here, mine’s presbyoperian, shill and wall) we see the copyngink strayedline AL (in Fig., the forest) from being con tinued, stops ait Lambday:165 Modder ilond there too. Allow me anchore! I bring down noth and carry awe. Now, then, take this in! One of the most murmurable loose carollaries  
Sarga, or the path of outgoing. ever Ellis threw his cookingclass. With Olaf as centrum and Olaf’s lambtail for his spokesman circumscript a cyclone. Allow ter! Hoop! As round as the calf of an egg! O, dear me! O, dear me now! Another grand discobely! After Makefearsome’s Ocean. You’ve actuary entducked one! Quok! Why, you haven’t a passer! Fantastic! Early’ clever, surely doomed, to Swift’s, alas, the galehus!  
Docetism and Didicism, Maya-Thaya. Tamas-Rajas?Sattvas. Match of a matchness, like your Bigdud dadder in the boudeville song, Gorotsky Gollovar’s Troubles, raucking his flavourite turvku in the smukking precincts of lydias,166 with Mary Owens and Dolly Monks seesidling to edge his cropulence and Blake-Roche, Kingston and Dockrell auriscenting him from afurz, our papacocopotl,167 Abraham Bradley King? (ting ting! ting ting!) By his magmasine fall. Lumps, lavas and all.168 Bene! But, thunder and turf, it’s not alover yet! One recalls Byzantium. The mystery repeats itself todate as our callback mother Gaudyanna, that was daughter to a tanner,169 used to sing, as I think, now and then consinuously over her possetpot in her quer homolocous humminbass hesterdie and istherdie forivor.170 Vanissas Vanistatums! And  
The Vegetable Cell and its Private Properties. for a night of thoughtsendyures and a day. As Great Shapesphere puns it. In effect, I remumble, from the yules gone by, purr lil murrerof myhind, so she used indeed. When she give me the Sundaclouths she hung up for Tate and Comyng and snuffed out the ghost in the candle at his old game of haunt the sleepper. Faithful departed. When I’m dreaming back like that I begins to see we’re only all telescopes. Or the comeallyoum saunds. Like when I dromed I was in Dairy and was wuckened up with thump in thudderdown. Rest in peace! But to return.171 What a wonderful memory you have too! Twonderful morrowy! Straorbinaire! Bene! I bring town eau and curry nothung up my sleeve. Now, springing quickenly from the mudland Loosh from Luccan with Allhim as her Elder tetraturn a somersault. All’s fair on all fours, as my instructor unstrict me. Watch! And you’ll have the whole inkle. Allow, allow! Gyre O, gyre O, gyrotundo! Hop lala! As umpty herum as you seat! O, dear me, that was very nesse! Very nace indeed! And makes us a daintical  
The haves and the havenots: a distinction. pair of accomplasses! You, allus for the kunst and me for omething with a handel to it. Beve! Now, as will pressantly be felt, there’s tew tricklesome poinds where our twain of doubling bicirculars, mating approxemetely in their suite poi and poi, dunloop into eath the ocher. Lucihere! I fee where you mea. The doubleviewed seeds. Nun, lemmas quatsch, vide pervoys akstiom, and I think as I’m suqeez in the limon, stickme punctum, but for semenal rations I’d likelong, by Araxes, to mack a capital Pee for Pride down there on the batom172 where Hoddum and Heave, our monsterbilker, balked his bawd of  
Zweispaltung as Fundemaintalish of Wiederherstellung. parodies. And let you go, Airmienious, and mick your modest mock Pie out of Humbles up your end. Where your apexojesus will be a point of order. With a geing groan grunt and a croak click cluck.173 And my faceage kink and kurkle trying to make keek peep.174 Are you right there, Michael, are you right? Do you think you can hold on by sitting tight? Well, of course, it’s awful angelous. Still I don’t feel it’s so dangelous. Ay, I’m right here, Nickel, and I’ll write. Singing the top line why it suits me mikey fine. But, yaghags hogwarts and arrahquinonthiance, it’s the muddest thick that was ever heard dump since Eggsmather got smothered in the plap of the pfan. Now, to compleat anglers, beloved bironthiarn and hushtokan hishtakatsch, join alfa pea and pull loose by dotties and, to be more sparematically logoical, eelpie and paleale by trunkles. Alow me align while I encloud especious! The Nike done it. Like pah,175 I peh. Innate little bondery. And as plane as a poke stiff.176 Now, aqua in buccat. I’ll make you to see figuratleavely the whome of your eternal geomater. And if you flung her headdress on her from under her highlows you’d wheeze whyse Salmonson set his seel on a  
Destiny, Influnce of Design upon. hexengown.177 Hissss!, Arrah, go on! Fin for fun! You’ve spat your shower like a son of Sibernia but let’s have at it! Subtend to me now! Pisk! Outer serpumstances beiug ekewilled, we carefully, if she pleats, lift by her seam hem and jabote at the spidsiest of her trickkikant (like thousands done before since fillies calpered. Ocone! Ocone!) the maidsapron of our A.L.P., fearfully! till its nether nadir is vortically where (allow me aright to two cute winkles) its naval’s  
Prometheus or the Promise of Provision. napex will have to beandbe. You must proach near mear for at is dark. Lob. And light your mech. Jeldy! And this is what you’ll say.178 Waaaaaa. Tch! Sluice! Pla! And their, redneck, (for addn’t we to gayatsee with Puhl the Punkah’s bell?)mygh and thy, the living spit of dead waters,179 fastness firm of Hurdlebury Fenn, discinct and isoplural in its (your sow to the duble) sixuous parts, flument, fluvey and fluteous, midden wedge of the stream’s your muddy old triagonal delta, fiho miho, plain for you now, appia lippia pluvaville, (hop the hula, girls!) the no niggard spot of her safety vulve, first of all usquiluteral threeingles, (and why wouldn’t she sit cressloggedlike the lass that lured a tailor?) the constant of fluxion, Mahamewetma, pride of the province180 and when that tidled boare rutches up from the Afrantic, allaph quaran’s his bett und bier!181  
Ambages and Their Rôle. Paa lickam laa lickam, apl lpa! This it is an her. You see her it. Which it whom you see it is her. And if you could goaneggbetter we’d soon see some raffant scrumala riffa. Quicks herit fossyending. Quef! So post that to your pape and smarket! And you can haul up that languil pennant, mate. I’ve read your tunc’s dimissage. For, let it be taken that her littlenist is of no magnetude or again let it be granted that Doll the laziest can be dissimulant with all respects from Doll the fiercst, thence must any whatyoulike in the power of empthood be either  
Ecclasiastical and Celestial Hierarchies. The Ascending. The Descending. greater THaN or less THaN the unitate we have in one or hence shall the vectorious readyeyes of evertwo circumflicksrent searclhers never film in the elipsities of their gyribouts those fickers which are returnally reprodictive of themselves.182 Which is unpassible. Quarrellary. The logos of somewome to that base anything, when most characteristically mantissa minus, comes to nullum in the endth:183 orso, here is nowet badder than the sin of Aha with his cosin Lil, verswaysed on coverswised, and all that’s consecants and cotangincies till Perperp stops repippinghim since her redtangles are all abscissan for limitsing this tendency of our Frivulteeny Sexuagesima184 to  
The peripatetic periphery. It’s Allothesis. expense herselfs as sphere as possible, paradismic perimutter, in all directions on the bend of the unbridalled, the infinisissimalls of her facets becoming manier and manier as the calicolum of her umdescribables (one has thoughts of that eternal Rome) shrinks from schurtiness to scherts.185 Scholium, there are trist sigheds to everysing but ichs on the freed brings euchs to the feared. Qued? Mother of us all! O, dear me, look at that now! I don’t know is it your spictre or my omination but I’m glad you dimentioned it! My Lourde! My Lourde! If that aint just the beatenest lay I ever see! And a superpbosition! Quoint a  
Canine Venus sublimated to Aulidic Aphrodite. quincidence! O.K. Omnius Kollidimus. As Ollover Krumwall sayed when he slepped ueber his grannyamother. Kangaroose feathers: Who in the name of thunder’d ever belevin you were that bolt? But you’re holy mooxed and gaping up the wrong palce186 as if you was seeheeing the gheist that stays forenenst, you blessed simpletop domefool! Where’s your belested loiternan’s lamp? You must lap wandret down the bluishing refluction below. Her trunk’s not her brainbox. Hear where the bolgylines, Yseen here the puncture. So he done it. Luck! See her  
Exclusivism: the Ors, Sors and Fors, which? good. Well, well, well, well! O dee, O dee, that’s very lovely! We like Simperspreach Hammeltones to fellow Selvertunes O’Haggans.187 When he rolls over his ars and shows the hise of his heels. Vely lovely entilely! Like a yangsheepslang with the tsifengtse. So analytical plausible! And be the powers of Moll Kelly, neighbour topsowyer, it will be a lozenge to me all my lauffe.188 More better twofeller we been speak copperads. Ever thought about Guinness’s? And the regrettable Parson Rome’s advice? Want to join the police.189 You know, you were always one of the bright ones, since a foot made you an unmentionable, fakes! You know, you’re the divver’s own smart gossoon, aequal to yoursell and wanigel to anglyother, so you are, hoax! You know, you’ll be dampned, so you will, one of these invernal days but you will be, carrotty!190  

Primanouriture and Ultimogeniture. Wherapool, gayet that when he stop look time he stop long ground who here hurry he would have ever the lothst word, with a sweet me ah err eye ear marie to reat from the jacob’s191 and a shypull for toothsake of his armjaws at the slidepage of de Vere Foster, would and could candykissing P. Kevin to fress up the rinnerung and to ate by hart (leo I read, such a spanish, escribibis all your mycoscoups) wont to nibbleh ravenostonnoriously ihs mum to me in bewonderment of his chipper chuthor for, while that Other by the halp of his creactive mind offered to deleberate the mass from the booty of fight our Same with the holp of the bounty of food sought to delubberate the mess from his corructive mund, with his muffetee cuffes ownconsciously grafficking with his sinister cyclopes after trigamies and spirals’ wobbles pursuiting their rovinghamilton selves and godolphing in fairlove to see around the waste of noland’s browne jesus192 (thur him no quartos!) till that on him poorin sweat SICK US A SOCK
No Sturm. No Drang. the juggaleer’s veins (quench his quill!) in his napier scrag stud out bursthright  
Illustration. tamquam taughtropes. (Spry him! call a blood lekar! Where’s Dr Brassenaarse?) Es war itwas in his priesterrite. O He Must Suffer! From this misbelieving feacemaker to his noncredible fancyflame.193 Ask for bosthoon, late for Mass, pray for blaablaablack sheep. (Sure you could wright anny pippap passage, Eye bet, as foyne as that moultylousy Erewhig, yerself, mick! Nock the muddy nickers!194 Christ’s Church varses Bellial!) Dear and he went on to scripple
Ascription of the Active. gentlemine born, milady bread, he would pen for her, he would pine for her,195 how he would patpun fun for all196 with his frolicky frowner so and his glumsome grinner otherso. And how are you, waggy?197 My animal his sorrafool! And trieste, ah trieste ate I my liver! Se non é vero son trovatore. O jerry! He was soso, harriot all! He was sadfellow, steifel! He was mistermysterion. Like a purate out of pensionee with a gouvernament job. All moanday, tearsday, wailsday, thumpsday, frightday, shatterday till the fear of the Law. Look at this twitches! He was quisquis, floored on his plankraft of shittim wood. Look at him! Sink deep or  
Proscription of the Passive. touch not the Cartesian spring! Want more ashes, griper? How diesmal he was lying low on his rawside laying siege to goblin castle. And, bezouts that, how hyenesmeal he was laying him long on his laughside lying sack to croakpartridge. (Be thou wars Rolaf’s intestions, quoths the Bhagavat biskop Leech) Ann opes tipoo soon ear! If you could me lendtill my pascol’s kondyl, sahib, and the price of a plate of poultice. Punked. With best apolojigs and merrymoney thanks to self for all the  
Ensouling Female Sustains Agonising Overman. clerricals and again begs guerdon for bistrispissing on your bunificence. Well wiggwiggywagtail, and how are you, yaggy? With a capital Tea for Thirst. From here Buvard to dear Picuchet. Blott.  

  Now, (peel your eyes, my gins, and brush your saton hat, me elementator joyclid, son of a Butt! She’s mine, Jow low jure,198 be Skibbering’s eagles, sweet tart of Whiteknees Archway) watch him, having caught at the bifurking calamum in his bolsillos, the onelike underworp he had ever funnet without difficultads, the aboleshqvick, signing WHEN THE ANSWERER IS A LEMAN.
Sesama to the Rescues. The Key Signature. away in happinext complete, (Exquisite Game of inspiration! I always adored your hand. So could I too and without the scrope of a pen. Ohr for oral, key for crib, olchedolche and a lunge ad lib. Can you write us a last line? From Smith?Jones-Orbison?) intrieatedly in years, jirryalimpaloop. And i Romain, hup u bn gd grl.199 Unds alws my thts. To fallthere at bare feet hurryaswormarose. Two dies of one rafflement. Eche bennyache. Outstamp and distribute him at the expanse of his society. To be continued. Anon.  

  And ook, ook, ook, fanky! All the charictures200 in the drame! This is how San holypolypools. And this, pardonsky! is the way Romeopullupalleaps.201 Pose the pen, man, way me does. Way ole missa vellatooth fust show me how. Fourth power to her illpogue! Bould ALL SQUARE AND ACCORDING TO COCKER.
Force Centres of the Fire Serpen ine: heart, throat, navel, spleen, sacral, fontanella, inter-temporal eye. Conception of the Compromise and Finding of a Formula. strokes for your life! Tip! This is Steal, this is Barke, this is Starn, this is Swhipt, this is Wiles, this is Pshaw, this is Doubbllinnbbayyates.202 This is brave Danny weeping his spache for the popers. This is cool Connolly wiping his hearth with brave Danny. And this, regard! how Chawleses Skewered parparaparnelligoes between brave Danny boy and the Connolly. Upanishadem! Top. Spoken hath L’arty Magory. Eregobragh. Prouf!203  

  And Kev was wreathed with his pother. TROTHBLOWERS.

  But, (that Jacoby feeling again. for forebitten fruit and, my Georgeous, Kevvy too he just loves his puppadums, I judge!) after all his autocratic writings of paraboles of famellicurbs and meddlied muddlingisms, thee faroots hof cullchaw FIG AND THISTLE PLOT A PIG AND WHISTLE.
Ideal Present Alone Produces Real Future. end ate citrawn woodint wun able rep of the triperforator awlrite blast through his pergaman hit him where he lived and do for the blessted selfchuruls, what I think, smarter like it done for a manny another unpious of the hairydary quare quandary firstings till at length, you one bladdy bragger, by mercystroke he measured his earth anyway? could not but recken in his adder’s badder cadder way our frankson who, to be plain, he fight him all time twofeller longa kill dead finish bloody face blong you, was misocain. Wince wan’s won! Rip!204 And his countinghands rose.  

  Formalisa. Loves deathhow simple! WITH EBONISER.

  Slutningsbane.205 IN PIX.

Service superseding self. Thanks eversore much, Pointcarried! I can’t say if it’s the weight you strike me to the quick or that red mass I was looking at but at the present momentum, potential as I am, I’m seeing rayingbogeys rings round me. Honours to you and may you be commended for our exhibitiveness! I’d love to take you for a bugaboo ride and play funfer all if you’d only sit and be the ballasted bottle in the porker barrel. You will deserve a rolypoly as long as from here to tomorrow. And to hell with them driftbombs and bottom trailers! If my maily was bag enough I’d send you a toxis. By Saxon Chromaticus, you done that lovely for me! Didn’t he now, Nubilina? Tiny Mite, she studiert whas? With her listeningin coiffure, her dream of Endsland’s daylast and the glorifires of being presainted maid to majesty.206 And less is the pity for she isn’t the lollypops she easily might be if she had for a sample Virginia’s air of achievement. EUCHRE RISK,
Catastrophe and Anabasis. That might keep her from throwing delph.207 As I was saying, while retorting thanks, you make me a reborn of the  
The rotary processus and its reestablishment of reciprocities. cards. We’re offals boys ambows.208 For I’ve flicked up all the crambs as they crumbed from your table um, singing glory allaloserem, cog it out, here goes a sum. So read we in must book. It tells. He prophets most who bilks the best.  

And that salubrated sickenagiaour of yaours have teaspilled all my hazeydency. Forge away, Sunny Sim! Sheepshopp. Bleating Goad, it is the least of things, Eyeinstye! Imagine it, my deep dartry dullard! It is hours giving, not more. I’m only out for celebridging over the guilt of the gap in your hiscitendency. You are a hundred thousand times welcome, old wortsampler, hellbeit you’re just about as COME SI
The Twofold Truth and the Conjunctive Appetites of Oppositional Orexes. culpable as my woolfell merger would be. In effect I could engage in an energument over you till you were republicly royally toobally prussic blue in the shirt after.209 Trionfante di bestia! And if you’re not your bloater’s kipper may I never curse again on that pint I took of Jamesons. Old Keane now, you’re rod, hook and sinker, old jubalee Keane! Biddy’s hair. Biddy’s hair, mine lubber. Where is that Quin but he sknows it knot but what you that are my popular endphthisis were born with a solver arm  
Trishagion. up your sleep. Thou in shanty! Thou in scanty shanty!! Thou in slanty scanty shanty!!! Bide in your hush! Bide in your hush, do! The law does not aloud you to shout. I plant my penstock in your postern, chinarpot. Ave! And let it be to all remembrance. Vale. Ovocation of maiding waters.210 For auld lang salvy steyne. I defend you to champ my scullion’s praises. To book alone belongs the lobe. Foremaster’s meed211 will mark tomorrow, when we are making pilscrummage to whaboggeryin with staff, scarf and blessed wallet and our aureoles round our neckkandcropfs where as and when Heavysciusgardaddy, parent who offers sweetmeats, will gift  
Abnegation is Adaptation. uns his Noblett’s surprize. With this laudable purpose in loud ability let us be singulfied. Betwixt me and thee hung cong. Item, mizpah ends.  

  But while the dial are they doodling dawd-ling over the mugs and the grubs? Oikey, Impostolopulos?212 Steady steady steady steady steady studiavimus. Many many many many many manducabimus.213 We’ve had our day at triv and quad and writ our bit as intermidgets. Art, literature, politics, economy, chemistry, humanity, &c. ENTER THE
Saul. Aristotle.
Julius Caesar.
Duty, the daughter of discipline, the Great Fire at the South City Markets, Belief in Giants and the Banshee, A Place for Everything and Everything in its Place, Is the Pen Mightier than the Sword? A Successful Career in the Civil Service,214  
Adam, Eve.
Domitian. Edipus.
The Voice of Nature in the Forest,215 Your Favorite Hero or Heroine, On the Benefits of Recreation,216 If Standing Stones Could Speak, Devotion to the Feast of the Indulgence of Portiuncula, The Dublin Metropolitan Police Sports at  
Marcus Aurelius.
Ballsbridge, Describe in Homely Anglian Monosyllables the Wreck of the Hesperus,217 What Morals, if any, can be drawn from Diarmuid and Grania?218  
Noah. Plato.
Horace. Isaac.
Procne, Philomela.
Lot. Pompeius Magnus,
Miltiades Strategos.
Castor, Pollux.
Do you Approve of our Existing Parliamentary System? The Uses and Abuses of Insects, A Visit to Guinness’ Brewery, Clubs, Advantages of the Penny Post, When is a Pun not a Pun? Is the Co-Education of Animus and Anima Wholly Desirable?219 What Happened at Clontarf? Since our Brother Johnathan Signed the Pledge or the Meditations of Two Young Spinsters,220 Why we all Love our Little Lord Mayor, Hengler’s Circus Entertainment, On Thrift,221 The Kettle-Griffith-Moynihan Scheme for a New Electricity Supply, Travelling in the Olden Times,222 American Lake Poetry, the Strangest Dream that was ever Halfdreamt. 223 Circumspection, Our Allies the Hills, Are Parnellites Just towards Henry Tudor? Tell a Friend in a Chatty Letter the Fable of the Grasshopper and the Ant,224 Santa Claus, The Shame of Slumdom, The Roman Pontiffs and the Orthodox Churches,225 The Thirty Hour Week, Compare the Fistic Styles of Jimmy Wilde and Jack Sharkey, How to Understand the Deaf, Should Ladies learn Music or Mathematics? Glory be to Saint Patrick! What is to be found in a Dustheap, The Value of Circumstantial Evidence, Should Spelling? Outcasts in India, Collecting Pewter, Eu,226 Proper and Regular Diet Necessity For,227 If You Do It Do It Now. Delays are Dangerous. Vitavite! Gobble Anne: tea’s set, see’s eneugh! Mox soonly will be in a split second per the chancellory of his exticker.  

Balance of the factual by the theoric Boox and Coox, Amallagamated.
Their feed begins.


With our best youlldied greedings to Pep and Memmy and the old folkers below and beyant, wishing them all very merry Incarnations in this land of the livvey and plenty of preprosperousness through their coming new yonks

jake, jack and little sousoucie
(the babes that mean too)

1.    Rawmeash, quoshe with her girlic teangue. If old Herod with the Cormwell’s eczema was to go for me like he does Snuffler whatever about his blue canaries I’d do nine months for his beaver beard.    [back]

2.    Mater Mary Mercerycordial of the Dripping Nipples, milk’s a queer arrangement.    [back]

3.    Real life behind the floodlights as shown by the best exponents of a royal divorce.    [back]

4.    When we play dress grownup at alla ludo poker you’ll be happnessised to feel how fetching I can look in clingarounds.    [back]

5.    Kellywick, Longfellow’s Lodgings, House of Comments III, Cake Walk, Amusing Avenue, Salt Hill, Co. Mahogany, Izalond, Terra Firma.    [back]

6.    Groupname for grapejuice.    [back]

7.    Bhing, said her burglar’s head, soto poce.    [back]

8.    Yussive smirte and ye mermon answerth from his beelyingplace below the tightmark, Gotahelv!    [back]

9.    O Evol, kool in the salg and ees how Dozi pits what a drows er.    [back]

10.    A goodrid croven in a tynwalled tub.    [back]

11.    Apis amat aram. Luna legit librum. Pulla petit pascua.    [back]

12.    And after dinn to shoot the shades.    [back]

13.    Says blistered Mary Achinhead to beautifed Tummy Tullbutt.    [back]

14.    Begge. To go the Begge. To go to Begge and to be sure to reminder Begge. Goodbeg, buggey Begge.    [back]

15.    Huntler and Pumar’s animal alphabites, the first in the world from aab to zoo.    [back]

16.    We dont hear the booming cursowarries, we wont fear the fletches of fightning, we float the meditarenias and come bask to the isle we love in spice. Punt.    [back]

17.    And this once golden bee a cimadoro.    [back]

18.    And he was a gay Lutharius anyway, Sinobiled. You can tell by their extraordinary clothes.    [back]

19.    Startnaked and bonedstiff. We vivvy soddy. All be dood.    [back]

20.    When you dreamt that you’d wealth in marble arch do you ever think of pool beg slowe.    [back]

21.    Porphyrious Olbion, redcoatliar, we were always wholly rose marines on our side every time.    [back]

22.    Now a muss wash the little face.    [back]

23.    A viking vernacular expression still used in the Summerhill district for a jerryhatted man of forty who puts two fingers into his boiling soupplate and licks them in turn to find out if there is enough mushroom catsup in the mutton broth.    [back]

24.    H’dk’ fs’ h’p’y.    [back]

25.    Googlaa pluplu.    [back]

26.    Tomley. The grown man. A butcher szewched him the bloughs and braches. I’m chory to see P. Shuter.    [back]

27.    I believe in Dublin and the Sultan of Turkey.    [back]

28.    I have heard this word used by Martin Halpin, an old gardener from the Glens of Antrim who used to do odd jobs for my godfather, the Rev. B.B. Brophy of Swords.    [back]

29.    Ravens may rive so can dove deelish.    [back]

30.    A question of pull.    [back]

31.    For Rose Point see Inishmacsaint.    [back]

32.    Mannequins’ Pose.    [back]

33.    Their holy presumption and hers sinfly desprit.    [back]

34.    Anama anamaba anamabapa.    [back]

35.    Only for he’s fathering law I could skewer that old one and slosh her out many’s the time but I thinks more of my pottles and ketts.    [back]

36.    All abunk for Tarararat! Look slipper, soppyhat, we’ve a doss in the manger.    [back]

37.    One must sell it to some one, the sacred name of love.    [back]

38.    Making it up as we goes along.    [back]

39.    The law of the jungerl.    [back]

40.    Let me blush to think of all those halfwayhoist pullovers.    [back]

41.    I’d like his pink’s cheek.    [back]

42.    Frech devil in red hairing! So that’s why you ran away to sea, Mrs Lappy. Leap me, Locklaun, for you have sensed!    [back]

43.    A washable lovable floatable doll.    [back]

44.    With her poodle feinting to be let off and feeling dead in herself. Is love worse living?    [back]

45.    If she can’t follow suit Ren?e goes to the pack.    [back]

46.    Improper frictions is maledictions and mens uration makes me mad.    [back]

47.    Llong and Shortts Primer of Black and White Wenchcraft.    [back]

48.    The gaggles all out.    [back]

49.    He’s just bug nuts on white mate he hasn’t the teath nor the grits to choo and that’s what’s wrong with Lang Wang Wurm, old worbbling goesbelly.    [back]

50.    Dear and I trust in all frivolity I may be pardoned for trespassing but I think I may add hell.    [back]

51.    He is my all menkind of every desception.    [back]

52.    All his teeths back to the front, then the moon and then the moon with a hole behind it.    [back]

53.    Skip one, flop fore, jennies in the cabbage store.    [back]

54.    None of your cumpohlstery English here!    [back]

55.    Understudy my understandings, Sostituda, and meek thine complinement, gymnufleshed.    [back]

56.    Tho’ I have one just like that to home, deadleaf brown with quicksilver appliques, would whollymost applissiate a nice shiny sleekysilk out of that slippering snake charmeuse.    [back]

57.    What’s that ma’am? says I.    [back]

58.    As you say yourself.    [back]

59.    That’s the lethemuse but it washes off.    [back]

60.    Where he fought the shessock of his stimmstammer and we caught the pepettes of our lovelives.    [back]

61.    Shake eternity and lick creation.    [back]

62.    I’m blest if I can see.    [back]

63.    Hoppity Huhneye, hoosh the hen. I like cluckers, you like nuts (wink).    [back]

64.    Sweet, medium and dry like altar wine.    [back]

65.    Who’ll buy me penny babies?    [back]

66.    Well, Maggy, I got your castoff devils all right and fits lovely. And am vaguely graceful. Maggy thanks.    [back]

67.    My six is no secret, sir, she said.    [back]

68.    Yes, there, Tad, thanks, give, from, tathair, look at that now.    [back]

69.    Go up quick, stay so long, come down slow!    [back]

70.    If I gnows me gneesgnobs the both of him is gnatives of Genuas.    [back]

71.    A glass of peel and pip for Mr Potter of Texas, please.    [back]

72.    All the world loves a big gleaming jelly.    [back]

73.    A pengeneepy for your warcheekeepy.    [back]

74.    My globe goes gaddy at geography giggle pending which time I was looking for my shoe all through Arabia.    [back]

75.    It must be some bugbear in the gender especially when old which they all soon get to look.    [back]

76.    After me looking up the plan in Humphrey’s Justice of the Piece it said to see preseeding chaps.    [back]

77.    O boyjones and hairyoddities! Only noane told missus of her massas behaving she would laugh that flat that after that she had sanked down on her fat arks they would shaik all to sheeks.    [back]

78.    Traduced into jinglish janglage for the nusances of dolphins born.    [back]

79.    He gives me pulpititions with his Castlecowards never in the twowsers and ever in those twawsers and then babeteasing us out of our hoydenname.    [back]

80.    My goldfashioned bother near drave me roven mad and I dyeing to keep my linefree face like readymaid maryangs for jollycomes smashing Holmes.    [back]

81.    What I would like is a jade louistone to go with the moon’s increscent.    [back]

82.    Parley vows the Askinwhose? I do, Ida. And how to call the cattle black. Moopetsi meepotsi    [back]

83.    I was so snug off in my apholster’s creedle but at long leash I’ll stretch more capritious in his dapplepied bed.    [back]

84.    Pipette. I can almost feed their sweetness at my lisplips.    [back]

85.    A liss in hunterland.    [back]

86.    I wonder if I put the old buzzerd one night to suckle in Millickmaam’s honey like they use to emballem some of the special popes with a book in his hand and his mouth open.    [back]

87.    And a ripping rude rape in his lucreasious togery.    [back]

88.    Will ye nought would wet your weapons, warriors bard?    [back]

89.    Roe, Williams, Bewey, Greene, Gorham, McEndicoth and Vyler, the lays of ancient homes.    [back]

90.    The stanidsglass effect, you could sugerly swear buttermilt would not melt down his dripping ducks.    [back]

91.    Thickathigh and Thinathews with sant their dam.    [back]

92.    Oh, could we do with this waddled of ours like that redbanked profanian with his bakset of yosters.    [back]

93.    Gosem pher, gezumpher, greeze a jarry grim felon! Good bloke him!    [back]

94.    And if they was setting on your stool as hard as my was she could beth her bothom dolours he’d have a culious impressiom on the diminitive that chafes our ends.    [back]

95.    When I’am Enastella and am taken for Essastessa I’ll do that droop on the pohlmann’s piano.    [back]

96.    Heavenly twinges, if it’s one of his I’ll fearly feint as swoon as he enterrooms.    [back]

97.    To be slipped on, to be slept by, to be conned to, to be kept up. And when you’re done push the chain.    [back]

98.    With her modesties office.    [back]

99.    Strutting as proud as a great turquin weggin that cuckhold on his Eddems and Clay’s hat.    [back]

100.    Come, smooth of my slate, to the beat of my blosh! With all these gelded ewes jilting about and the thrills and ills of laylock blossoms three’s so much more plants than chants for cecilies that I was thinking fairly killing times of putting an end to myself and my malody, when I remembered all your pupilteacher’s erringnesses in perfection class. You sh’undn’t write you can’t if you w’udn’t pass for undevelopmented. This is the propper way to say that, Sr. If it’s me chews to swallow all you saidn’t you can eat my words for it as sure as there’s a key in my kiss. Quick erit faciofacey. When we will conjugate together toloseher tomaster tomiss while morrow fans amare hour, verbe de vie and verve to vie, with love ay loved have I on my back spine and does for ever. Your are me severe? Then rue. My intended, Jr, who I’m throne away on, (here he inst, my lifstack, a newfolly likon) when I slip through my pettigo I’ll get my decree and take seidens when I’m not ploughed first by some Rolando the Lasso, and flaunt on the flimsyfilmsies for to grig my collage juniorees who, though they flush fuchsia, are they octette and virginity in my shade but always my figurants. They may be yea of my year but they’re nary nay of my day. Wait till spring has sprung in spickness and prigs beg in to pry they’ll be plentyprime of housepets to pimp and pamper my. Impending marriage. Nature tells everybody about but I learned all the runes of the gamest game ever from my old nourse Asa. A most adventuring trot is her and she vicking well knowed them all heartswise and fourwords. How Olive d’Oyly and Winnie Carr, bejupers, they reized the dressing of a salandmon and how a peeper costs and a salt sailor med a mustied poet atwaimen. It most have bean Mad Mullans planted him. Bina de Bisse and Trestrine von Terrefin. Sago sound, rite go round, kill kackle, kook kettle and (remember all should I forget to) bolt the thor. Auden. Wasn’t it just divining that dog of a dag in Skokholme as I sat astrid uppum their Drewitt’s altar, as cooledas as culcumbre, slapping my straights till the sloping ruins, postillion, postallion, a swinge a swank, with you offering me clouts of illscents and them horners stagstruck on the leasward! Don’t be of red, you blanching mench! This isabella I’m on knows the ruelles of the rut and she don’t fear andy mandy. So sing loud, sweet cheeriot, like anegreon in heaven! The good fother with the twingling in his eye will always have cakes in his pocket to bethroat us with for our allmichael good. Amum. Amum. And Amum again. For tough troth is stronger than fortuitous fiction and it’s the surplice money, oh my young friend and ah me sweet creature, what buys the bed while wits borrows the clothes.    [back]

101.    The nasal foss of our natal folkfarthers so so much now for Valsinggiddyrex and his grand arks day triump.    [back]

102.    Translout that gaswind into turfish, Teague, that’s a good bog and you, Thady, poliss it off, there’s nateswipe, on to your blottom pulper.    [back]

103.    You daredevil donnelly, I love your piercing lots of lies and your flashy foreign mail so here’s my cowrie card, I dalgo, with all my exes, wise and sad.    [back]

104.    All this Mitchells is a niggar for spending and I will go to the length of seeing that one day Big Mig will be nickleless himself.    [back]

105.    While I’ll wind the wildwoods’ bluckbells among my window’s weeds.    [back]

106.    Lawdy Dawdy Simpers.    [back]

107.    But where, O where, is me lickle dig done?    [back]

108.    That’s his whisper waltz I like from Pigott’s with that Lancydancy step. Stop.    [back]

109.    Twelve buttles man, twentyeight bows of curls, forty bonnets woman and every youthfully yours makes alleven add the hundred.    [back]

110.    Gamester Damester in the road to Rouen, he grows more like his deed every die.    [back]

111.    Slash-the-Pill lifts the pellet. Run, Phoenix, run!    [back]

112.    Dideney, Dadeney, Dudeney, O, I’d know that putch on your poll.    [back]

113.    That is tottinghim in his boots.    [back]

114.    Come all ye hapney coachers and support the richview press.    [back]

115.    Braham Baruch he married his cook to Massach McKraw her uncle-in-law who wedded his widow to Hjalmar Kjaer who adapted his daughter to Braham the Bear. V for Wadlock, P for shift, H for Lona the Konkubine.    [back]

116.    A gee is just a jay on the jaunts cowsway.    [back]

117.    Talking about trilbits.    [back]

118.    Barneycorrall, a precedent for the prodection of curiosity from children    [back]

119.    A pfurty pscore of ruderic rossies haremhorde for his divelsion.    [back]

120.    Look at your mad father on his boneshaker fraywhaling round Myriom square.    [back]

121.    Try Asia for the assphalt body with the concreke soul and the forequarters of the moon behinding out of his phase.    [back]

122.    Tomatoes malmalaid with De Quinceys salade can be tastily served with Indiana Blues on the violens.    [back]

123.    As Rhombulus and Rhebus went building rhomes one day.    [back]

124.    The trouveller.    [back]

125.    Of the disorded visage.    [back]

126.    Singlebarrelled names for doubleparalleled twixtytwins.    [back]

127.    Like pudging a spoon fist of sugans into a sotspot of choucolout.    [back]

128.    Will you walk into my wavetrap? said the spiter to the shy.    [back]

129.    If we each could always do all we ever did.    [back]

130.    Dope in Canorian words we’ve made. Spish from the Doc.    [back]

131.    Basqueesh, Finnican, Hungulash and Old Teangtaggle, the only pure way to work a curse.    [back]

132.    An ounceworth of onions for a pennyawealth of sobs.    [back]

133.    Who brought us into the yellow world!    [back]

134.    Because it’s run on the mountain and river system.    [back]

135.    When all them allied sloopers was ventitillated in their poppos and, sliding down by creek and veek, stole snaking out to sea.    [back]

136.    They were plumped and plumed and jerried and citizens and racers, and cinnamondhued.    [back]

137.    Creeping Crawleys petery parley, banished to his native Ireland from erring under Ryan.    [back]

138.    Had our retrospectable fearfurther gatch mutchtatches?    [back]

139.    That is to sight, when cleared of factions, vulgure and decimating.    [back]

140.    They just spirits a body away.    [back]

141.    Patatapadatback.    [back]

142.    Dump her (the missuse).    [back]

143.    Fox him! The leggy colt!    [back]

144.    Do he not know that walleds had wars. Harring man, is neow king. This is modeln times.    [back]

145.    Muckross Abbey with the creepers taken off.    [back]

146.    Joke and Jilt will have their tilt.    [back]

147.    Old Mamalujorum and Rawrogerum.    [back]

148.    Why have these puerile blonds those large flexible ears?    [back]

149.    Pomeroy Roche of Portobello, or the Wreck of the Ragamuffin.    [back]

150.    No wonder Miss Dotsh took to veils and she descended from that obloquohy.    [back]

151.    The bookley with the rusin’s hat is Patomkin but I’m blowed if I knowed who the slave is doing behind the curtain.    [back]

152.    O hce! O hce!    [back]

153.    Six and seven the League.    [back]

154.    It’s all round me hat I’ll wear a drooping dido.    [back]

155.    Have you ever thought of a hitching your stern and being ourdeaned, Mester Bootenfly, here’s me and Myrtle is twinkling to know.    [back]

156.    To show they caught preferment.    [back]

157.    See the freeman’s cuticatura by Fennella.    [back]

158.    Just one big booty’s pot.    [back]

159.    Charles de Simples had an infirmierity complexe before he died a natural death.    [back]

160.    Where Buickly of the Glass and Bellows pumped the Rudge engineral.    [back]

161.    Matter of Brettaine and brut fierce.    [back]

162.    Bussmullah, cried Lord Wolsley, how me Aunty Mag’ll row!    [back]

163.    Draumcondra’s Dream country where the betterlies blow.    [back]

164.    O, Laughing Sally, are we going to be toadhauntered by that old Pantifox Sir Somebody Something, Burtt, for the rest of our secret stripture?    [back]

165.    Ex jup pep off Carpenger Strate. The kids’ and dolls’ home. Makeacakeache.    [back]

166.    A vagrant need is a flagrant weed.    [back]

167.    Grand for blowing off steam when you walk up in the morning.    [back]

168.    At the foot of Bagnabun Banbasday was lost on one.    [back]

169.    We’re all found of our anmal matter.    [back]

170.    Sewing up the beillybursts in their buckskin shiorts for big Kapitayn Killykook and the Jukes of Kelleiney.    [back]

171.    Say where! A timbrelfill of twinkletinkle.    [back]

172.    Parsee ffrench for the upholdsterer would be delightered.    [back]

173.    I’ll pass out if the screw spliss his strut.    [back]

174.    Thargam then goeligum? If you sink I can, swimford. Suksumkale!    [back]

175.    Hasitatense?    [back]

176.    The impudence of that in girl’s things!    [back]

177.    The chape of Doña Speranza of the Nacion.    [back]

178.    Ugol egal ogle. Mi vidim Mi.    [back]

179.    It is, it is Sangannon’s dream.    [back]

180.    And all meinkind.    [back]

181.    Whangpoos the paddle and whiss whee whoo.    [back]

182.    I enjoy as good as anyone.    [back]

183.    Neither a soul to be saved nor a body to be kicked.    [back]

184.    The boast of the town.    [back]

185.    Hen’s bens, are we soddy we missiled her?    [back]

186.    I call that a scumhead.    [back]

187.    Pure chingchong idiotism with any way words all in one soluble. Gee each owe tea eye smells fish. That’s U.    [back]

188.    The Doodles family, Hoodle doodle, fam.?    [back]

189.    Picking on Nickagain, Pikey Mikey?    [back]

190.    Early morning, sir Dav Stephens, said the First Gentleman in youreups.    [back]

191.    Bag bag blockcheap, have you any will?    [back]

192.    What a lubberly whide elephant for the men-in-the-straits!    [back]

193.    And she had to seek a pond’s apeace to salve her suiterkins. Sued!    [back]

194.    Excuse theyre christianbrothers irish?    [back]

195.    When she tripped against the briery bush he profused her allover with curtsey flowers.    [back]

196.    A nastilow disigraible game.    [back]

197.    Dear old Erosmas. Very glad you are going to Penmark. Write to the corner. Grunny Grant.    [back]

198.    I loved to see the Macbeths Jerseys knacking spots of the Plumpduffs Pants.    [back]

199.    Lifp year fends you all and moe, fouvenirs foft as fummer fnow, fweet willings and forget-uf-knots.    [back]

200.    Gag his tubes yourself.    [back]

201.    He, angel that I thought him, and he not aebel to speel eelyotripes., Mr Tellibly Divilcult!    [back]

202.    When the dander rattles how the peacocks prance!    [back]

203.    The Brownes de Browne – Browne of Castlehacknolan.    [back]

204.    A byebye bingbang boys! See you Nutcracker Sunday!    [back]

205.    Chinchin Childaman! Chapchopchap!    [back]

206.    Wipe your glosses with what you know.    [back]

207.    If I’d more in the cups that peeves thee you could cracksmith your rows tureens.    [back]

208.    Alls Sings and Alls Howls.    [back]

209.    From three shellings. A bluedye sacrifice.    [back]

210.    Not Kilty. But the manajar was. He! He! Ho! Ho! Ho!    [back]

211.    Giglamps, Soapy Geyser, The Smell and Gory M Gusty.    [back]

212.    The divvy wants that babbling brook. Dear Auntie Emma Emma Eates.    [back]

213.    Strike the day off, the nightcap’s on nigh. Goney, goney gone!    [back]

214.    R.C., disengaged, good character, would help, no salary.    [back]

215.    Where Lily is a Lady found the nettle rash.    [back]

216.    Bubabipibambuli, I can do as I like with what’s me own. Nyamnyam.    [back]

217.    Able seaman’s caution.    [back]

218.    Rarely equal and distinct in all things.    [back]

219.    Jests and the Beastalk with a little rude hiding rod.    [back]

220.    Wherry like the whaled prophet in a spookeerie.    [back]

221.    What sins is pim money sans Paris!    [back]

222.    I’ve lost the place, where was I?    [back]

223.    Something happened that time I was asleep, torn letters or was there snow?    [back]

224.    Mich for his pain, Nick in his past.    [back]

225.    He has toglieresti in brodo all over his agrammatical parts of face and as for that hippofoxphiz, unlucky number, late for the christening!    [back]

226.    Eh, Monsieur? Où Monsieur? Eu, Monsieur? Nenni No, Monsieur!    [back]

227.    Ere we hit the hay, brothers, let’s have that response to prayer!    [back]

thumbing nose228.    Kish is for anticheirst, and the free of my hand to him!    [back]

crossed spoons 229.    And gags for skool, and crossbuns and whopes he’ll enjoyimsolff over our drawings on the line    [back]

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