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toothed dragon worms with allsort serpents, has compolitely
seceded from this landleague of many nations and open and
notorious naughty livers are found not on our rolls. This seat of
our city it is of all sides pleasant, comfortable and wholesome.
If you would traverse hills, they are not far off. If champain land,
it lieth of all parts. If you would be delited with fresh water, the
famous river, called of Ptolemy the Libnia Labia, runneth fast
by. If you will take the view of the sea, it is at hand. Give heed!
     — Do Drumcollogher whatever you do! 
     — Visitez Drumcollogher-la-Belle! 
     — Be suke ad sie so ersed Drumcollogher! 
     — Vedi Drumcollogher e poi Moonis. 
     — Things are not as they were. Let me briefly survey. Pro clam 
a shun! Pip! Peep! Pipitch! Ubipop jay piped, ibipep goes the
whistle. Here Tyeburn throttled, massed murmars march: where
the bus stops there shop I: here which ye see, yea reste. On me,
your sleeping giant. Estoesto! Estote sunto! From the hold of
my capt in altitude till the mortification that's my fate. The end
of aldest mosest ist the beginning of all thisorder so the last of
their hansbailis shall the first in our sheriffsby. New highs for
all! Redu Negru may be black in tawn but under them lintels
are staying my horneymen meet each his mansiemagd. For peers
and gints, quaysirs and galleyliers, fresk letties from the say and
stale headygabblers, gaingangers and dudder wagoners, pullers
off societies and pushers on rothmere's homes. Obeyance from
the townsmen spills felixity by the toun. Our bourse and politico-
ecomedy are in safe with good Jock Shepherd, our lives are on
sure in sorting with Jonathans, wild and great. Been so free!
Thank you, besters! Hattentats have mindered. Blaublaze devil-
bobs have gone from the mode and hairtrigger nicks are quite
out of time now. Thuggeries are reere as glovars' metins, lepers
lack, ignerants show beneath suspicion like the bitterhalves of
esculapuloids. In midday's mallsight let Miledd discurverself.
Me ludd in her hide park seek Minuinette. All is waldy bonums.
Blownose aerios we luft to you! Firebugs, good blazes! Lubbers,
kepp your poudies drier! Seamen, we segn your skivs and wives!