| As we there are where are we are we there | UNDE ET UBI. |
| from tomtittot to teetootomtotalitarian. Tea | |
| tea too oo. | |
| With his broad | Whom will comes over. Who to caps ever. | SIC. |
| and hairy face, | And howelse do we hook our hike to find that | |
| to Ireland a | pint of porter place? Am shot, says the big- | |
| disgrace. | guard.1 | |
| Whence. Quick lunch by our left, wheel, | IMAGINABLE |
| Menly about | to where. Long Livius Lane, mid Mezzofanti | ITINERARY |
| peebles. | Mall, diagonising Lavatery Square, up Tycho | THROUGH |
| Brache Crescent,2 shouldering Berkeley Alley, | THE |
| Don't retch meat | querfixing Gainsborough Carfax, under Guido | PARTICULAR |
| fat salt lard | d'Arezzo's Gadeway, by New Livius Lane till | UNIVERSAL. |
| sinks down (and | where we whiled while we whithered. Old | |
| out). | Vico Roundpoint. But fahr, be fear! And | |
| natural, simple, slavish, filial. The marriage of | |
| Montan wetting his moll we know, like any | |
| enthewsyass cuckling a hoyden3 in her rougey | |
| 1 Rawmeash, quoshe with her girlic teangue. If old Herod with the Corm- |
| well's eczema was to go for me like he does Snuffler whatever about his blue |
| canaries I'd do nine months for his beaver beard. |
| 2 Mater Mary Mercerycordial of the Dripping Nipples, milk's a queer |
| arrangement. |
| 3 Real life behind the floodlights as shown by the best exponents of a royal |
| divorce. |
