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  act one, section two, schedule three, clause four of the fifth of
 
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  King Jark, this sentence to be carried out tomorrowmorn by
 
  King Jark, this sentence to be carried out tomorrowmorn by
  Nolans Volans at six o'clock shark, and may the yeastwind and
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  [[Nolans Volans]] at six o'clock shark, and may the yeastwind and
 
  the hoppinghail malt mercy on his seven honeymeads and his
 
  the hoppinghail malt mercy on his seven honeymeads and his
 
  hurlyburlygrowth, Amen, says the Clarke;
 
  hurlyburlygrowth, Amen, says the Clarke;

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two or three hours of close confabulation, by this pewterpint of
Gilbey's goatswhey which is his prime consolation, albeit in-
volving upon the same no uncertain amount of esophagous re-
gurgitation, he being personally unpreoccupied to the extent of
a flea's gizzard anent eructation, if he was still extremely offen-
sive to a score and four nostrils' dilatation, still he was likewise,
on the other side of him, for some nepmen's eyes a delectation, as
he asserts without the least alienation, so prays of his faullt you
would make obliteration but for our friend behind the bars,
though like Adam Findlater, a man of estimation, summing him
up to be done, be what will of excess his exaltation, still we think
with Sully there can be no right extinuation for contravention
of common and statute legislation for which the fit remedy
resides, for Mr Sully, in corporal amputation: so three months for
Gubbs Jeroboam, the frothwhiskered pest of the park, as per
act one, section two, schedule three, clause four of the fifth of
King Jark, this sentence to be carried out tomorrowmorn by
Nolans Volans at six o'clock shark, and may the yeastwind and
the hoppinghail malt mercy on his seven honeymeads and his
hurlyburlygrowth, Amen, says the Clarke;
    niece by nice by neat by natty, whilst amongst revery's happy 
gardens nine with twenty Leixlip yearlings, darters all, had such a
ripping time with gleeful cries of what is nice toppingshaun made
of made for and weeping like fun, him to be gone, for they were
never happier, huhu, than when they were miserable, haha;
    in their bed of trial, on the bolster of hardship, by the glimmer 
of memory, under coverlets of cowardice, Albatrus Nyanzer with
Victa Nyanza, his mace of might mortified, her beautifell hung
up on a nail, he, Mr of our fathers, she, our moddereen ru arue
rue, they, ay, by the hodypoker and blazier, they are, as sure as
dinny drops into the dyke . . .
    A cry off. 
    Where are we at all? and whenabouts in the name of space? 
    I don't understand. I fail to say. I dearsee you too. 
    House of the cederbalm of mead. Garth of Fyon. Scene and 
property plot. Stagemanager's prompt. Interior of dwelling on out-