^|4|xRM1x| Asº we there are where are we are we hereº haltagain. From Tomtittotº to ^|aTee tootal ^|bTee tootalitarian teetotuntotalitarian^b|a|. Of course, recourse. ^|xLM1x| And ^|awhere how else^a| do we hook our hike to find this pint of porterº place? Am shot, says the biggerd.º^4|

Whence.

Quick lunch, buy our lefts, wheel, to halt. Long Livius Lane, mid Mezzofanti Mall, diagonising Lavatery Square, up Tycho Brahe Crescent, shouldering Berkeley's Alley, ^|4gaining querfixing^4| Gainsborough ^|4gardens Carfax^4|, ^|4LM34| under ^|4Amphion archway, Guy d'Arezzo Gadeway, by New Livius Lane till Vico's roundpoint.º^{4| |4}a nook for Nike, a mas for Mike and a rose in the ring for Margot.^4| But fair, be fear. The marriage of Montan wetting his moll, we know, as any enthewsyass cuckling a hoyden, with her rougey
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gipsylike ^|4chinkamaid's chinkaminx'º^{4| |4}cheeks pulshandjupyjade^4| and her petsybluse indecked ^|4with o'^4| voylets. When who was wist was wan. En elv, et fjaell. Hencetaking tides we haply return, to befinding ourself, when old is said and one, afore a mosoleum, ^|4|xLM4x|4| Length ^|4without withought^4| Breath, of him a chump of the evums, upshoot of picnic or stupor out of sopor, Cave of Kids or Hymanian Gladstonbury, who, ^|4entiringly as he continues fictitious, tumulous
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in hisº chthonic external but plain Mr Tumulty in real life,º^4| in his anticipience as in his recognisances, is (Dominic Directus) a manyfeast munificient more mob than man.

This bridge is upper.

Cross.

Thus come to castle.

Knock.

A password thanks.

Yes pearse.

Well all be dumbed.

O Really.

^|4Who became ^|aHe hecame Hoo caved in^a|4| earthwight.

At ^|4first fursht^{4| |4}thought ^|adoom pal krachº^a|4| of thunder.

^|4LM84| When ^|4she Shooº^4|, ^|4a his^4| flutterby,

Was netted and named.

^|4⇒ ^|aArdnacrushar Erdnacrushar^a|, requiestress, wake them!

And let ^|alight luck's^a| puresplutterallº shine on cut of cod! ^|aloosey lucy^a| at ease.^4|

To house ^|4which as^4| wise fool ages builded.

Sow byg eat.

^|4The babers
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^LM10 ply the pen; the bibbers drangº the den. The ^|apublican papplicom^a|, the ^|apublican pubblicam^a|,º he's taking tilling tin for ten. ^|aPast ti Pastimes are past times. Now let bigones be bei Gum's.^{a| |a}That is Saa, leddies,º er^a| it in this ^|aworld ^|bverdens ^|cvarkersverden warken werlden^c|b|a|, ^|amine minneº^a| boerne, and it ^|awird not vild need^a| olderwise ^|asince primalº made alterº in garden of Idem^a|.º The tasks above are as the flasks below,º saith the Emerald Canticleº of Hermes. ^LM13 Andº all is ^|aloth & plaster loth & pleasestir^a|, solarsystemised by that original sun. O felicitous culpability, bad cess to you for an archetypt!^4|