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drugged,1 lead us seek, lote us see, light us find, | ||
let us missnot Maidadate, Mimosa Multimim- | ||
etica, the maymeaminning of maimoomeining! | ||
Elpis, thou fountain of the greeces, all shall speer | ||
theeward,2 from kongen in his canteenhus to | ||
knivers hind the knoll. Ausonius Audacior | ||
and gael, gillie, gall.3 Singalingalying. Storiella | ||
as she is syung. Whence followeup with end- | ||
There was a | speaking nots for yestures, plutonically pur- | |
sweet hopeful | suant on briefest glimpse from gladrags, pretty | |
called Cis. | Proserpronette whose slit satchel spilleth peas. | |
Belisha beacon, beckon bright! Usherette, | URGES AND | |
unmesh us! That grene ray of earong it waves | WIDERURGES | |
That grene ray of earong it waves us to yonder|us to yonder as the red, blue and yellow flogs]] | IN A PRIMI- | |
time on the domisole,4 with a blewy blow and | TIVE SEPT. | |
a windigo. Where flash becomes word and | ||
silents selfloud. To brace congeners, trebly | ||
bounden and asservaged twainly. Adamman,5 | ||
Emhe, Issossianusheen and sometypes Yggely | ||
ogs Weib. Uwayoei! 6 So mag this sybilette be | ||
our shibboleth that we may syllable her well! | ||
Vetus may be occluded behind the mou in | ||
The Big Bear | Veto but Nova will be nearing as their radient | |
bit the Sailor's | among the Nereids. A one of charmers, ay, | |
Only. Trouble, | Una Unica, charmers, who, under the branches | |
trouble, trouble. | of the elms, in shoes as yet unshent by stoni- | |
Forening Unge | ness, wend, went, will wend a way of honey | |
Kristlike Kvinne. | myrrh and rambler roses mistmusk while still | |
the maybe mantles the meiblume or ever her | ||
1 For Rose Point see Inishmacsaint. | ||
2 Mannequins' Pose. | ||
3 Their holy presumption and hers sinfly desprit. | ||
4 Anama anamaba anamabapa. | ||
5 Only for he's fathering law I could skewer that old one and slosh her out | ||
many's the time but I thinks more of my pottles and ketts. | ||
6 All abunk for Tarararat! Look slipper, soppyhat, we've a doss in the | ||
manger. |