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And now, that reminds me, not to forget the four of the Welsh | And now, that reminds me, not to forget the four of the Welsh | ||
waves, leaping laughing, in their Lumbag Walk, over old Battle- | waves, leaping laughing, in their Lumbag Walk, over old Battle- | ||
| − | shore and Deaddleconchs, in their half a Roman hat, with an an- | + | shore and Deaddleconchs, in their [[half a Roman hat]], with an an- |
cient Greek gloss on it, in Chichester College auction and, thank | cient Greek gloss on it, in Chichester College auction and, thank | ||
God, they were all summarily divorced, four years before, or so | God, they were all summarily divorced, four years before, or so | ||
| − | they say, by their dear poor shehusbands, in dear byword days, | + | they say, by their dear poor [[shehusbands]], in dear byword days, |
| − | and never brought to mind, to see no more the rainwater on the | + | [[and never brought to mind]], to see no more the rainwater on the |
floor but still they parted, raining water laughing, per Nupiter | floor but still they parted, raining water laughing, per Nupiter | ||
Privius, only terpary, on the best of terms and be forgot, whilk was | Privius, only terpary, on the best of terms and be forgot, whilk was | ||
plainly foretolk by their old pilgrim cocklesong or they were sing- | plainly foretolk by their old pilgrim cocklesong or they were sing- | ||
| − | ing through the wettest indies <I>As I was going to Burrymecarott we</I> | + | ing through the wettest indies <I>As I was going to [[Burrymecarott]] we</I> |
<I>fell in with a lout by the name of Peebles </I>as also in another place by | <I>fell in with a lout by the name of Peebles </I>as also in another place by | ||
their orthodox proverb so there was said thus <I>That old fellow</I> | their orthodox proverb so there was said thus <I>That old fellow</I> | ||
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of Koombe. For his humple pesition in odvices. Woman. Squash. | of Koombe. For his humple pesition in odvices. Woman. Squash. | ||
Part. Ay, ay. By decree absolute. | Part. Ay, ay. By decree absolute. | ||
| − | Lucas. And, O so well they could [[remembored|remembore]] at that time, when | + | [[Lucas.]] And, O so well they could [[remembored|remembore]] at that time, when |
| − | Carpery of the Goold Fins was in the kingship of Poolland, Mrs | + | [[Carpery]] of the [[Goold Fins]] was in the [[kingship]] of [[Poolland]], Mrs |
| − | Dowager Justice Squalchman, foorsitter, in her fullbottom wig | + | Dowager Justice Squalchman, [[foorsitter]], in her fullbottom wig |
Latest revision as of 04:20, 15 April 2020
Newslaters and the mossacre of Saint Brices, to forget the past, when the burglar he shoved the wretch in churneroil, and con- tradicting all about Lally, the ballest master of Gosterstown, and his old fellow, the Lagener, in the Locklane Lighthouse, earing his wick with a pierce of railing, and liggen hig with his ladder up, and that oldtime turner and his sadderday erely cloudsing, the old croniony, Skelly, with the lether belly, full of neltts, full of keltts, full of lightweight beltts and all the bald drakes or ever he had up in the bohereen,off Artsichekes Road, with Moels and Mahmullagh Mullarty, the man in the Oran mosque, and the old folks at home and Duignan and Lapole and the grand confarreation, as per the cabbangers richestore, of the filest archives, and he couldn't stop laughing over Tom Tim Tarpey, the Welshman, and the four middleaged widowers, all nangles, sangles, angles and wangles. And now, that reminds me, not to forget the four of the Welsh waves, leaping laughing, in their Lumbag Walk, over old Battle- shore and Deaddleconchs, in their half a Roman hat, with an an- cient Greek gloss on it, in Chichester College auction and, thank God, they were all summarily divorced, four years before, or so they say, by their dear poor shehusbands, in dear byword days, and never brought to mind, to see no more the rainwater on the floor but still they parted, raining water laughing, per Nupiter Privius, only terpary, on the best of terms and be forgot, whilk was plainly foretolk by their old pilgrim cocklesong or they were sing- ing through the wettest indies As I was going to Burrymecarott we fell in with a lout by the name of Peebles as also in another place by their orthodox proverb so there was said thus That old fellow knows milk though he's not used to it latterly. And so they parted. In Dalkymont nember to. Ay, ay. The good go and the wicked is left over. As evil flows so Ivel flows. Ay, ay. Ah, well sure, that's the way. As the holymaid of Kunut said to the haryman of Koombe. For his humple pesition in odvices. Woman. Squash. Part. Ay, ay. By decree absolute. Lucas. And, O so well they could remembore at that time, when Carpery of the Goold Fins was in the kingship of Poolland, Mrs Dowager Justice Squalchman, foorsitter, in her fullbottom wig
