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on. Mirrylamb, she was shuffering all the diseasinesses of the un-
herd of. Mary Louisan Shousapinas!  If Arck could no more salve
his agnols from the wiles of willy wooly woolf! If all the airish
signics of her dipandump helpabit from an Father Hogam till
the Mutther Masons could not that Glugg to catch her by the
calour of her brideness! Not Rose, Sevilla nor Citronelle; not
Esmeralde, Pervinca nor Indra; not Viola even nor all of them
four themes over. But, the monthage stick in the melmelode jawr,
I am (twintomine) all thees thing. Up tighty in the front, down
again on the loose, drim and drumming on her back and a pop
from her whistle. What is that, O holytroopers? Isot givin yoe?
    Up he stulpled, glee you gees,with search a fling did die near 
sea, beamy owen and calmy hugh and if you what you my call for
me I will wishyoumaycull for you.
    And they are met, face a facing. They are set, force to force. 
And no such Copenhague-Marengo was less so fated for a fall
since in Glenasmole of Smiling Thrushes Patch Whyte passed
O'Sheen ascowl.
    Arrest thee, scaldbrother! came the evangelion, sabre accu- 
sant, from all Saint Joan's Wood to kill or maim him, and be
dumm but ill s'arrested. Et would proffer to his delected one the
his trifle from the grass.
    A space. Who are you? The cat's mother. A time. What do 
you lack? The look of a queen.
    But what is that which is one going to prehend? Seeks, buzzling 
is brains, the feinder.
    The howtosayto itiswhatis hemustwhomust worden schall. 
A darktongues, kunning. O theoperil! Ethiaop lore, the poor lie.
He askit of the hoothed fireshield but it was untergone into the
matthued heaven. He soughed it from the luft but that bore ne
mark ne message. He luked upon the bloomingrund where ongly
his corns were growning. At last he listed back to beckline how
she pranked alone so johntily. The skand for schooling.
    With nought a wired from the wordless either. 
    Item. He was hardset then. He wented to go (somewhere) while 
he was weeting. Utem. He wished to grieve on the good persons, that