I.6§3 (FW 152.04 - 159.93)
|1As my explanations |aherea| are probably above your understandings|11, |alattlebratons lattlebrattonsa|, though as augmentatively uncomparisoned as Cadwan, Cadwallon and Cadwalloner,11| I shall revert to a |2more expletive2| method which I frequently use |s2when I have to sermos2| with |++9muddleclass muddlecrass++|9| pupils. Imagine for my purpose that you are a squad of urchins, snifflynosed, gandernec goslingnecked, clothaired clottyheadedº, |2tangled in your lacings,2| tingled on in your pants |v9etc etc, etsitarawº (+etsataraw etcicero+)v9|. And you, Jones |9Smith |aSmith junior |~Smith minor Bruno |s+Nowlans+|~|a|9|, take your tongue out of your inkpot! |9|~Browne-Nolan, stop shuffling your feet!~|9| As none of you |v9know knowsv9| javanese I will give |v9you a free all my easyfreev9| translation of |aan thea| old |2fibulist |v9fibulist's fabulist'sv9| parable2|.1| |v9|aBrown and Nolan Allaboy Minorºa|, take your |~heads head~| out of your |~satchels satchel~|!v9| |2Audi, Joe Peters! |v9Audi, Fax! |+Audi, Fox! |aAudi Exaudiºa| facts!+|v9|2|
|1The Fable of the Mookse and the Gripes. theº mookse and the gripes1|
(4Eins within a space and a weary wideº space it wast ere wohned a Mookse. The onesomeness wast alltolonely,º archunsitslike, broady oval, |6so. and6|4) |6A aº6| Mookseº he would a walking go |2(My hood! |asays criesa| Antony Romeo),º2| so one |3(4grand sumer grandsumer4)3| evening, |2after |3a great morning and3| his good supper of gammon and spittish,2| having |3drubbed flabelled3| his eyes, |3ascented |apileoled pilleoleda|3| his nostrils, and |3packed up vacticanated3| his ears and |3comforted cama |acamaurroed palliumeda|3| his throatº, he put on his impermeable|1, seized his impugnable,º put his harp on harped on his crown1| and stepped out of his immobile |2De Rure Albo2| |3(|asocold socolldºa| becauld it was chalkfull of masterplasters (4and had borgeously letout gardens strown with cascadas, |5carambas pintacostecas5|, horthoducts and currycombs4))3| and set off |3from Ludstown3| |1a spasso1| to see how badness was badness in the weirdest of all pensible ways.
|9⇒9| |1As he soº set off, with his father's sword(4, hisº lancia spezzata,4) he was girded on, and with that between his legs and his heels tarheelsº, the our (4great once4) |6and in6| only |6Breakespeare Bragspear6|, heº looked clanked, to my clinking, |3from veetoes to threetopº3| every inch of an immortal.1|
|9⇒9| He had not walked over a |3pair pentia
pentiadº3| of parsecs |s7from his azyliums7| when at the turning of
|3the wrong lane the Shinshone Lanteran3| |1near
Saint Patrick's-without-his-walls |3Patrick's-without-his-Walls Bowery's-without-his-Walls3|1| he came
|3(secunding to the one one oneth of the propecies, |6Amnium Amnis6| |aLimena Liminaa| Permanent)3| upon the most unconsciously boggylooking stream he ever |1saw locked his eyes (4on with4)1|. (4Out of the colliens it took a rise by daubing itself Ninon.4) It looked little and it smelt of brown and it thought |2narrow in narrows2| and it talked |1shallow showshallow1|. And as it rinn it dribbled like any lively purl-it-easyº: My, my,º my! Me and me! Little down dream,º don't I love thee!
|9⇒9| And, I declare, what was there on the yonder bank of the stream, that would be a river, parched on a limb of the olum|3, bolt downright,3| but the Gripes? And no doubt he was fit to be dried for why had he not been having the juice of his times?
His pips had been neatly all drowned on him; his polps were charging odours every older minute; he was quickly for getting the dresser's desdaign on the flyleaf of his frons; and he was quietly for giving the bailiff's distrain on to the bulkside of his cul de pompe.º In all his specious heavings, as he lived by Optimus Maximus, the Mookse had never seen his |3Dubville3| brooder-on-low so nigh to a pickle.
|1He Adrian (that was the |7Mookse's restingname Mookse now's assumptinome7|)1| (4stuck still stuccstill4) phiz-à-phiz to the Gripes in an (4outfit accessit4) of |s7Aurignacian aurignacians7|. (4But Allmookse must to Moodendº much as Allrouts|5, austereways or wastersways, in roaming5| run through |5Raum Room5|.4) |6He Hic6| sor a stone|6, singularly illud,6| and on |+7that hoc+|7| stone |6he sate his seat |7huc sate hoc seat Seter satt huc sate7|6| which it filled |3quite poposterouslyº3| (4and by acclammitation4) to its fullest justotoryum and (4whereupon whereopum4) with his unfallable |6encyclicling6| (4upon upom4) his alloilable|3, diupetriark of the wouest,3| and the |6athemystsprinkled6| pederect he |1always1| walked with|3, Deusdedit,3| cheek by |6jowl jowel6| with his |6fresherman's frisherman's6| blague, Bellua Triumphansº, |6his |aeveryway addedtoa| wallat's collectium, for the yea longer he lieved yea broader he betaught of it, the fetter, the summe and the haul it cost,6| he looked the |2first and2| last |7laical lakeness micahlike laicness7| of Quartus the Fifth and Quintus the Sixth and Sixtus the Seventh giving all night allnight sitting to |3Leo Lio3| the Faultyfindth.
— Good appetite us, Sirº Mookse! how How do you do it? cheeped the Gripes in a wherry whiggy
|3maudelenianº3| woice and the jackasses
all within bawl laughed |2and brayed for his intentions2| for they knew their sly toad lowry now. I am |6rarumominum6| blessed to see you, my dear |s7mister mousters7|. Will you not perhopes tell me everything,º if you are pleased, sanity? |6All about aulne and lithial and |aallsalla| allinall about awn and liseias.º6| |3Ney?3|
— Rats! |3roared bullowed3| the Mookse |3most telesphorously, the concionator,3| |3and the mice and the (4sissimuses sissymusses4) and |athea| (4zozzymuses zozzymusses4)3| |s7in their robenhausess7| quailed to hear |s7him his tardeynoiss7| at all,º for you cannot wake a silken |9noise nouse9| out of a hoarse oar. Blast yourself and your |3anathomy3| infairioriboos! No, hang you |3for an animal rurale3|! I am superbly in my supremest poncif! |6|aDown Abase |byou |cyow youc|b|a|, baldyqueensº!6| |3Gather behind me, satraps!3| |9Rot! Rots!9|
— I am till infinity obliged with you, bowed the Gripes, his whine having gone to his |6|s7paulpry
palpruys7|6| head. I am still always having a wish on all my extremities. By the watch, what is the time, pace?
Figure it! |3The pining peever!3| To a Mookse!
— Ask my index!º |3Mundº my achilles! Swellº my obolum! Woshupº my |s7nose nases7| |6serene6|!º3| answered the Mookse, rapidly byturningº clement, urban|3, eugeniousº3| and celestian in the |3highest most formose3| ofº |3goodhumour good3| |6grogory6| |3humoursº3|. Quote awhore? That is quite about what I came |6on my missions6| |2with my |3paladin'sº3| intentions2| |6laudibiliter6| to settle with youº|6, barbarousse6|. Let (4there thor4) be orlog. Let |3here Pauline3| be Irene. Let you be Beeton. And let me be Los |2Angelos Angeles2|. Now measure your length!º Now estimate my capacity!º Well, sour? Is this space of our couple of hours too dimensional for you, temporiser? Will you give you up? |3Como? Fuert it!º3|
— |1I was just |6thinking of thinkling upon6| that|a,
|3noble swees3| |9Mookse
Mooksey9|,a| but|3, for all the rime on my raisins,3|1| |3I can never
if I cannowº make my submission, I |acannos canossºa|3| give you up, the Gripes whimpered
from theº nethermost of his wanhope. |7Ishallassoboundbewilsothoutoosezit.7| My
|7temple tumble7||6, loudy bullocker,6| is my own. |6My velicity is too fit in one
stockend.6| |7And my spetial inexshellsis the belowing things ab ove.7| But But I will never be abler to tell
|3you Your Honoriousness3| (here he near lost
his limb)|7, thoughº my corked father was bott a pseudowaiter,7| whose o'cloak you ware.
— |3Your temple, sus in cribro!º3| |7Semperexcommunicambiambisumers. Tugurios-in-Newrobe or Tukurias-in-Ashies. Novarome, my creature, blievend bleives.7| Myº building space |3in lyonine city3| is always to let to |3leonlike3| Menº, the Mookse |3with |x(+handyboob's+)x| immediate jurisdictionº |a(+severinely+)a|3| |7constantinently7| concluded. (Whatº a crammer for the |6shapewrecked shapewrucked6| Gripes!)º And I regret to (+3announce proclaim+)3| that |7I cannot see my way it is out of my temporal7| to help you from being killed by |3time |7notime inchies7|3| (what a thrust!)º as we first met each other |3never so early newwhere so airly3|. (Poor little |3squashed sowsieved subsquashed3| Gripesº! I begin to feel contemption for him!)º My side|7, thankº decretals,7| is as safe as |6motherour's6| houses, he continued, and I can |3see seen |afrom my holeydomea|3| what it is to be |3seen wholly sane3|. |s7Unionjoke Unionjok and be joined to yoke yok!s7| Parysis, tu sais, |6crucycrooks,6| belongs to him who parises himself. |6And there I must leave you subject for the pressing.6| I can prove that against you, |6weight a momentum,6| (+3my good mein goot+)3| |s7enemy! enemy,º ( or Cospol's not m our star.s7| I bet you this dozen |6of tomes odd. This foluminous dozen odd. Quas primas — but 'tis bitter to compote my knowledge's fructos of. Tomes6|.
|6Elevating, to give peint to his blick, his |ajewelly jewelleda| pederect to the allmysty cielung, he luckystruck |aild |bblild blueildb|a| out a few shouldbe santillants, a cloister of |s7starobouts staraboutss7| over Maples, a lucciolys in Teresa street and a stopsign before Sophy Barratt's. Heº |agathered gaddereda| togodder the odds docence of his vellumes, gresk, letton and russicruxian, onto the lapse of his prolegs, into one fold, one umfullth onescuppered, and sat about his widerproof.6|
Heº proved it |3pompifically|a, in a |bmost
consistorousb| allocution,ºa| well whoonearth
dry and drysick times|s6, and vremiament, tu cesses,s6|3| |1to the extinction of Niklaus altogether (Niklaus |2Alopysius2| |awas having beena| the |7once7| Gripes's |7hinder popwilled7| nimbum),º1| by Neuclidius and by Inexagoras, byº (+3Mummsen |7Mumsen Mumfsen7|+)3| and byº (+3Thumpson Thumpsenº+)3|, by Orasmus and by |1O. Hone Amenius|3, byº Anacletus the Jew and by (+Malachites Malachyº+) the |aAugurman Augurera|3|1| |3and (+by+) the Cappon's collectionº and (+the mummiscripts all the mummyscrips+) in Sick |aBooks' Bay (+Bokes Juncroom |4Books Reedroom |5Bokes Bokes'5| Juncroomº4|+)a|3|. Andº after that|3, withº Cheekee's gelatine and (+and Alldaybrandy formolounread Alldaybrandy's formolon,º+)3| he reproved it |3altogether ehrltogether|5,º
when not in that order sundering in some different order,5| |aalter three thirty and a hundred times,ºa|3| by the binomial dioram and the penic walls and |s7the ind,s7| the inklespillº legends and the |s7rure, thes7| rule of the hoop and the blessons of expedience and the |s7jus, thes7| jugicants of (+3Puncher's Pylax Pontius Pilax+) andº the Chapters for the (+Conning Cunning+) of the Chapters of the (+Cunning unreadounread Conning Fox+) by Tail3|.
|6While that Mooksius with preprocession and with proprecession, doubl duplicitly and diplussedly, was |apromolgating promulgatinga| ipsofacts and sadcontras this raskolly Gripos he had allbust seceded in monophysicking his illsobordunates. But asawfulas he had caught his base semenoyous sarchnaktiers to combuccinate upon the silipses of his |7amyauntoes aspillouts7| and the |7proterosity acheporeoozers7| of his haggyown pneumax to synerethetise with the breadchestviousness of his sweeatovular ducose sofarfully the loggerthuds of his sakellaries were fond at variance with the synodals of his somepooliom and his babskissed nepogreasymost got the hoof from his philioquus.6|
— |6In a Ofter6| thousand |6years yores6|, |6replied amsered6| |9the Gripes Gripes the gregary9|, |3be the goat of (+MacHummett MacHammud's,+)3| |1|aOh Aha| Mookse,º1| |6you yours6| may be stillº more |7bothered botheared7|.º
— |7I Us7| shall be chosen as the first of the last by the electress of Vale Hallowº, |6said obselved6| the Mookse |3nobly nobily3|, for|3,º |7by par7| the unicum of Eli Elelijum Elelijiacks,º3| |7I Us7| am in |7the Our7| stabulary and |3that's what they all like best (+that's that is+) what Ruby and Roby fall for(+, blissim+)3|.º
— |7I Wee7|, said |6confessed cumfussedº6| the Gripes limply,º shall not even be the last of the first, |7I wee7| hope, when |1I am |7we oust7| are1| |7visited visitated7| by the veiled horrorº. And,º he added,º |7I am Mee are7| relying entirely|3, see the fortethurd of Elissabed,3| |3upon on3| the weightiness of |7my |ameath mear'sa|7| breath.º |3(+Puffut!+)3|
— (+3Unicorn! Unuchorn!+)3|
— uvuloid Uvuloid!
|s2And bullfolly answered volleyball.s2|
Nuvoletta in her lightdress|3, spunn of sisteen shimmers,º3| was looking down on them, leaning
|1on over1| the bannistars and listening all she childishly could. |s7How she was brightened when Shouldrups in his
glaubering hochskied his welkinstuck and how she was overcloused overclused when Kneesknobs on his zwivvel was makeacting such a paulse of himshelp!s7| She was alone. All her nubied
compinionsº were asleeping with the squirrels. Their mivver, Mrs Moonan, was off |v2for the evening, in the Fuerst quarterºv2| scrubbing the
backstepsº |v2at ofv2| Number 28. And as for fuvverº, |2that
Skand,º2| why he was up in Norwood's, |3sokaparlor
sokaparlour3| eatingº oceans of Voking's Blemish. |1She Nuvoletta1| listened as she reflected herself, though the heavenly one
with his constellatria and his emanationsº stood between,º and she tried all she tried to make the Mookse look up at her (but he was |4far fore4|
too |4adiaptotously4| farseeing) and to make the Gripes hear how coy she |2was could be2| (though he was much too
|4sch schystimatically4| auricular about |s7himself
his enss7| to heed her) but it was all |2child's mild's2| vapour
|s2lost moists2|. Not even her |1|s7dimmed feignts7|1|
reflection|1, Nuvoluccia,1| could they takeº their |s7noses gnosess7|
off,º for their minds |4with intrepifide fate and bungless curiasityº4| were
|3beset conclaved3| with |2Heliogabolus Heliogobbleus2| and
Commodus and |2Enobarbus Enobarbarus2| and whatever |3the coordinal
dickens3| they did as |3they their damprauch of papyrs and
buchstubs3| said. |s7As if that was their spiration! As if they theirs could duiparate her
|saqueendimsa|! As if she would be third perty to search on search proceedings!s7| She tried all the winsome wonsome
ways her four winds had taught her. She tossed her |6|asfumatelliecinous
sfumastelliacinousa|6| hair like th la princesse de |2la Petite2| Bretagne and she rounded her
|2mignons2| arms like Mrs Cornwallis-West and she smiled over herself like the beauty of the image of the pose of the daughter of the queen of the
|2Emperor of Ireland Emperour of Irelande2| and she sighed after herself as were she born
to bride with Tristis |1Tristior1| Tristissimus. But|6, sweet madonine,6| she might |6just fair6| as well have carried her |s2daisy's grace daisy's worthºs2| to Florida. For the Mookse|6, a dogmad Accanite,6| |s2was weres2| not |3amused amoosed3| and the Gripes|6, a dubliboused Catalick,6| |6was |s7wist wiss7|6| |3painfully pinefully3| obliviscent.
The |3siss of the whisp of the sigh of the softzing |aof ata| the stir of the ver of the grose O arundo of a long one in midias |s7reeds reeds:s7| and3| shades began to glidder along the banks, |s7dusk unto dusk greepsing, greepsing, duusk unto duusks7|, and it was as gloomingº as gloaming could be in the waste of all peacable woldsº. |3Metamnisia was allsoononeº coloroform brune; chiter |acitheriors plain citherior |7splain spiane7|a| an eaulande,º innemorous and unnumerose.3| The Mookseº had |s2a sounds2| eyes |2yet |astill righta|2| but he wouldº not all hear. The Gripes had |s2still lights2| ears |2left2| |1but yet1| he could but ill see. So heº ceased, andº he ceased,º |3tung and trit,3| andº it was |3ever neversoever3| so duskyº of both of them. But still |s3one Moos3| thought |7of the deeps on the deeps of the undths7| he would |7profound on the morrow profoundth come the morrokse7| and still |s3the other Gris3| |7thought of the scrapes he would escape if feeled off of the scripes he would escipe if by grice7| he was had luck |7enough enoupes7|.
O,º how it was |s7dusk duusks7|!
|6|aFroma| |7Vallée Vallee7| Maraia
|atoa| Grasyaplainaº, |adormimust
|s7dormimost dormimusts7|a| echo! Ah dew! Ah dew!6| It was so
|s7dusk duusks7| that the tears of night began to fall, atº first by ones
and twos, then by threes and fours, at last by fives and sixes of sevens, for the tired ones were weeping,º as we weep nowº with them. |2O! O! O! O!º Par la pluie!º2|
Then there came down to the (+2one |3hither thither3|+)2| bank a woman of no appearance (I believe she was a Black
|2(+with chillsº at her feet+)2|) and she gathered up |7his hoariness7| the
|1Moose Mookse1| |7motamourfully7| where he was spread and
|7carried cariedº7| him away to her invisible dwelling|3,
|athat thatsa| hights, Aquila Rapax,3| for he was the holy sacred
solemnº |7and poshup7| spit of her |13bushop's boshop's13| apron.
|1So you see the Mookse he was right had reason as I knew and you knew and he knew all along.1| And there came down to the
(+2other |3thither hither3|+)2| bank a woman to all important
((+2still we are told though they say+)2| that she (+2is
was+)2| comely|2(+, spiteº the cold in her heed+)2|) and, for he was as like it as blow it to a hawker's hank, she plucked down the
Gripes|7, torn panicky autotone, in angeu7| |1from his limb1| and
|7carried cariad7| |s8him away away its
beotitubess8| with her to her unseen
shieling|3, it is, De Rore Coeli3|. |1And so the poor Gripes got wrong,º for that is |2always2| how a Gripesº is, always was and always will be.1| And it was never so thoughtful of either of them. And there were left now an only elmtree and but a stone |1and. |6Polled with pietrous, sierreº but saule.6| O, yes!º And1| Nuvoletta, a lass.
Then Nuvoletta reflected for the last time in her little long life and she made up all her myriads of |2drifting2| minds in one. |6She cancelled all her engauzements.6| She climbed over the bannistars. Sheº gave a |s2childish childys2| cloudy cry: Nuée! Nuée!º |2(+A lightdress fluttered.+)2| She was gone. And into the river that had been a stream (for (+2the thousand years had come and gone a thousand of tears had gone onº her and come on her+)2| |4and she was stout and struck on dancing and her muddied name was Missisliffi4|)º there fell a tear, |4a singult tear,4| the loveliest of all tears |1(I mean for those |11crylove fables fans11| who are “keen”º on the pretty-pretty |4commonface4| sort of thing |2you meet by |s3Harrod's hopeharrodss3|2|)1| for it was a |5leap tear leaptear5|. But the river tripped on her by and by, lapping as though her heart was br brook: Why, why, why! Weh,º O weh! I'se so silly to be flowing but I no canna stay!