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− | Now, there were as many as twentynine hedge daughters out | + | Now, there were as many as [[twentynine hedge daughters]] out |
of Benent Saint Berched's national nightschool (for they seemed | of Benent Saint Berched's national nightschool (for they seemed | ||
− | to remember how it was still a once-upon-a-four year) learning | + | to remember how it was still a [[once-upon-a-four year]]) learning |
their antemeridian lesson of life, under its tree, against its warn- | their antemeridian lesson of life, under its tree, against its warn- | ||
ing, beseated, as they were, upon the brinkspondy, attracted to | ing, beseated, as they were, upon the brinkspondy, attracted to | ||
the rarerust sight of the first human yellowstone landmark (the | the rarerust sight of the first human yellowstone landmark (the | ||
− | bear, the boer, the king of all boors, sir Humphrey his knave | + | [[bear, the boer, the king of all boors]], sir Humphrey his knave |
we met on the moors!) while they paddled away, keeping time | we met on the moors!) while they paddled away, keeping time | ||
− | magnetically with their eight and fifty pedalettes, playing foolu- | + | magnetically with their [[eight and fifty pedalettes]], playing foolu- |
fool jouay allo misto posto, O so jaonickally, all barely in their | fool jouay allo misto posto, O so jaonickally, all barely in their | ||
typtap teens, describing a charming dactylogram of nocturnes | typtap teens, describing a charming dactylogram of nocturnes | ||
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the sod as ever and oft, when liquefied, (vil!) he murmoaned | the sod as ever and oft, when liquefied, (vil!) he murmoaned | ||
abasourdly in his Dutchener's native, visibly unmoved, over his | abasourdly in his Dutchener's native, visibly unmoved, over his | ||
− | treasure trove for the crown: <I>Dotter dead bedstead mean diggy</I> | + | treasure trove for the crown: <I>[[Dotter dead bedstead mean diggy smuggy flasky|Dotter dead bedstead mean diggy]]</I> |
− | <I>smuggy flasky!</I> | + | <I>[[Dotter dead bedstead mean diggy smuggy flasky|smuggy flasky]]!</I> |
Jaun (after he had in the first place doffed a hat with a rein- | Jaun (after he had in the first place doffed a hat with a rein- | ||
forced crown and bowed to all the others in that chorus of praise | forced crown and bowed to all the others in that chorus of praise | ||
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begs (and where's Agatha's lamb? and how are Bernadetta's | begs (and where's Agatha's lamb? and how are Bernadetta's | ||
columbillas? and Juliennaw's tubberbunnies? and Eulalina's | columbillas? and Juliennaw's tubberbunnies? and Eulalina's | ||
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Latest revision as of 08:52, 18 April 2020
Now, there were as many as twentynine hedge daughters out of Benent Saint Berched's national nightschool (for they seemed to remember how it was still a once-upon-a-four year) learning their antemeridian lesson of life, under its tree, against its warn- ing, beseated, as they were, upon the brinkspondy, attracted to the rarerust sight of the first human yellowstone landmark (the bear, the boer, the king of all boors, sir Humphrey his knave we met on the moors!) while they paddled away, keeping time magnetically with their eight and fifty pedalettes, playing foolu- fool jouay allo misto posto, O so jaonickally, all barely in their typtap teens, describing a charming dactylogram of nocturnes though repelled by the snores of the log who looked stuck to the sod as ever and oft, when liquefied, (vil!) he murmoaned abasourdly in his Dutchener's native, visibly unmoved, over his treasure trove for the crown: Dotter dead bedstead mean diggy smuggy flasky! Jaun (after he had in the first place doffed a hat with a rein- forced crown and bowed to all the others in that chorus of praise of goodwill girls on their best beehiviour who all they were girls all rushing sowarmly for the post as buzzy as sie could bie to read his kisshands, kittering all about, rushing and making a tremen- dous girlsfuss over him pellmale, their jeune premier and his rosy- posy smile, mussing his frizzy hair and the golliwog curls of him, all, but that one; Finfria's fairest, done in loveletters like a trayful of cloudberry tartlets (ain't they fine, mighty, mighty fine and honoured?) and smilingly smelling, pair and pair about, broad by bread and slender to slimmer, the nice perfumios that came cunvy peeling off him (nice!) which was angelic simply, savouring of wild thyme and parsley jumbled with breadcrumbs (O nice!) and feeling his full fat pouch for him so tactily and jingaling his jellybags for, though he looked a young chapplie of sixtine, they could frole by his manhood that he was just the killingest ladykiller all by kindness, now you, Jaun, asking kindlily (hillo, missies!) after their howareyous at all with those of their dolly- begs (and where's Agatha's lamb? and how are Bernadetta's columbillas? and Juliennaw's tubberbunnies? and Eulalina's