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[[TOC]] [[Page 55]] [[Page 57]] bawl, the [[copycus]]'s description of that fellowcommuter's play upon [[countenants]], could simply imagine themselves in their bo- som's inmost core, as<I> [[pro tem locums]]</I>, [[timesported]] acorss the yawn- ing (abyss), as once they were seasiders, listening to the cockshy- shooter's [[evensong]] evocation of the doomed but always [[ventriloquent|ventri-]] [[ventriloquent|loquent]] Agitator, (nonot more plangorpound the billows o'er [[Thounawahallya]] Reef!) [[silkhouatted]], a [[whallrhosmightiadd]], a- ginsst the dusk of [[skumring]], (would that fane be [[Saint Muezzin's]] calling &mdash; holy places! &mdash; and this [[fez]] [[brimless as brow of faithful toucher of the ground|brimless as brow of faithful]] [[brimless as brow of faithful toucher of the ground|toucher of the ground]], did wish it were &mdash; blessed be the bones! &mdash; the [[ghazi]], power of his sword.) his manslayer's gunwielder protended towards that overgrown leadpencil which was soon, monumentally at least, to rise as Molyvdokondylon to, to be, to be his mausoleum (O'dan [[stod]] [[tillsteyne]] at [[meisies]] aye skould show pon) while [[olover]] his exculpatory features, as [[Roland]] rung, [[a wee dropeen]] of grief about to [[sillonise]] his [[jouejous]], the ghost of resignation diffused a [[spectral]] appealingness, as a young man's drown o'er the fate of his waters may gloat, similar in origin and [[akkurat]] in effective to [[a beam of sunshine]] upon a [[coffin plate]]. Not [[olderwise]] Inn the days of the [[Bygning]] would our [[Traveller remote, unfriended|Travel-]] ler remote, unfriended, from [[van Demon's Land]], some lazy [[skald]] or [[maundering]] [[pote]], lift [[wearywilly]] his slowcut [[snobsic]] eyes to the [[semisigns]] of his [[zooteac]] and lengthily lingering along [[flaskneck]], [[cracket cup]], [[downtrodden brogue]], [[turfsod]], [[wildbroom|wild-]] broom, [[cabbageblad]], [[stockfisch]], longingly learn that there at the Angel were [[herberged]] for him [[poteen and tea]] and [[praties]] and [[baccy]] and wine width woman [[wordth]] warbling: and informally quasi-begin to [[presquesm'ile]] to queasithin' (Nonsense! There was not very much [[windy]] [[Nous]] blowing at the given moment [[through the hat]] of [[Mr Melancholy Slow!]]) But in the [[pragma]] what [[formal cause]] made a smile of <I>that</I> to- think? Who was he to whom? (O'Breen's not his name nor the brown one his maid.) Whose are the placewheres? Kiwasti, kis- ker, kither, kitnabudja? Tal the tem of the tumulum. Giv the gav of the grube. Be it cudgelplayers' country, orfishfellows' town or leeklickers' land or panbpanungopovengreskey. What regnans

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