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Just so stylled with the nattes are their flowerheads now and each of all has a lovestalk (f39onto owntoºf10) herself and the tot of all
(f39ofºf10) the tits of their understamens is as open as he can posably she and is tournesoled straightcut or sidewaist,
(f39accourdant accordantºf10) to the coursets of
things feminite, towooerds him in heliolatry, (f39so thatºf10) they may catchcup in their calyzettes, alls they go troping, those parryshoots from his muscalone pistil, for he can eyespy through them(f39,f10) to their selfcolours, nevertheleast their tissue peepers(f39,f10) (meaning Mullabury mesh, the time of appling flowers, a guarded figure of speech, a variety of perfume, a bridawl, seamist inso one)(f39,ºf10) as leichtly as see saw (O my goodmiss! O my greatmess! O my prizelestly preshoes!)(f39,ºf10) while, (f39dewyfully dewyfallyºf10) as dimb dumbelles, all alisten to his elixir. Lovelyt!
And they said to him:
— Enchainted, dear sweet Stainusless, young confessor, dearer dearest, we herehear, aboutobloss, O coelicola, thee salutamt. (f39Pattern Pattrenºf10) of
our unschoold, (f39pageantmaster pageant masterºf10), deliverer of softmissives, round the world in forty
mails, bag, belt and balmybeam, our barnaboy, our chepachap, with that pampipe in your putaway, gab borab, when you will be after doing all your sightseeing and soundhearing and smellsniffing and tastytasting and tenderumstouchings in all Daneygaul, send us, your adorables, thou overblaseed, a wise and letters play of all you can ceive
(f39ofºf10), chief celtech chappy, from your holy post now
(f39thatºf10) you hast ascertained ceremonially our names. Unclean you art not. Outcaste thou are not. Leperstower, the karman's loki, has not blanched at
(f39our yourºf10) pollution and your intercourse at ninety legsplits does not defile. Untouchable is not the scarecrown is on you. You are pure. You are pure. You are in
your puerity. You have not brought stinking members into the house of Amanti. Elleb Inam, Titep Notep, we name them to the Hall of Honour. Your head has been touched by the god Enel-Rah and your face has been brightened by the goddess Aruc-Ituc. Return, sainted youngling, and walk once more among us! The rains of Demani are masikal as of yere. And Baraza is all aflower.
(f39Siker Sikuºf10) of calmy days. As shiver as shower can be. Our breed and better class is in brood and
bitter pass. Labbeycliath longs. But we're counting on the cluck. The Great Cackler comes again. Sweetstaker, Abel lord of all our haloease, (f39we wee toutesf10) (to be slightly more femmiliar perhips than
is slickly more then nacessory), (f39toutesºf10) philomelas as well as
were drawpairs with two pinmarks, BVD and BVD dot, so want lotteries of ticklets posthastem (you appreciate (f39thatºf10)?) so as to be very dainty, if an isaspell, and so as to be verily
dandydainty, if an ishibilley, of and on, to and for, by and with, from you. Let the hitback hurry his wayward ere the missive has time to take herself off, 'twill be o'erthemore (f39willfully wilfullyºf10) intomeet if the coming offence (f39can send causedºf10) our shudders before. We ſeem to have being elſewhere as tho' th' had paſs'd in our (f39ſuſpens ſuſpenſeºf10). Next to our shrinking selves we love sensitivas best. For they are the Angèles. Brick, fauve, jonquil, sprig, fleet, nocturne, smiling bruise. For they are an Angèle's garment. We will be constant (what a word!) and bless the day, for whole hours too, yes, for sold long syne as we shall be (f39heing beingºf10) in our created being of ours elvishness, the day you befell, you dreadful temptation! Now promisus as at our requisted you will remain ignorant of all what you hear and, though if whilst disrobing to the edge of risk(f39,f10) (the bisifings in idolhours that satinfines tootoo!)(f39,ºf10) draw a veil till we next time! You don't want to peach but bejimboed if ye do(f39.!ºf10) Perhelps. We ernst too may. How many months or how many years till the myriadth and first become! Bashfulness be tupped! May he colp, may he colp her, may he mixandmass colp her! Talk with a hare and you wake of a tartars. That's mus. Says the Law. List! Kicky Lacey, the pervergined, and Bianca Mutantini, her conversa, drew their fools longth finnishfurst, Herzog van Vellentam, but me and meother ravin, my coosine of mine, have mour good three chancers, weothers, after Bohnaparts. The mything smile of me, my wholesole assumption, shes nowt mewithout as weam twin (f39herewithin herwithinºf10), that I love like myselfish, like (f39smithereens smithereen'sºf10) robinsongs, like (f39juneses juneses'ºf10) nutslost, like the blue of the sky if I (f39stoop stoopsºf10) (f39for foreºf10) to (f39spy's spyºf10) between my whiteyoumightcallimbs. How their duel makes their triel! Eer's wax for Sur Soord, dongdong bollets for the iris riflers, queemswellth of coocome in their combs for the jennyjos. Caro caressimus! Honey (f39swarns swarmsºf10) where mellisponds. Will bee all buzzy one another minnies for the mere effect that you are so (f39fuld fulledºf10) of pollen yourself. Teomeo(f39.!f10) Daurdour(f39.!ºf10) We feel unspeechably thoughtless over it all here in Gizzygazelle
(f39Tark's Park'sºf10) bimboowood so pleasekindly communicake with the original sinse we are only yearning as yet how to burgeon. It's meant milliems of centiments (f39deadlost dead, lostºf10) or mislaid on them but, master of snakes, we can sloughchange in the nip of a napple solongas we can allsee for deedsetton your quick. By the hook in your look we're eyed for aye were you begging the questuan with your lutean bowl round Monkmesserag. And whenever you're tingling in your trout we're sure to be tangled in our ticements. It's game, (f39it's game,ºf10) (f39ma chère ma chèreºf10), be off with your shepherdress on! Upsome cauda! Behose our handmades for the lured! To these nunce we are but yours in ammatures yet well come that day we shall ope to be ores. Then shalt thou see, seeing, the sight. No more hoaxites! Nay more gifting in mennage! A her's
fancy for a his friend and then that fellow yours after this follow ours. Vania, Vania Vaniorum, Domne Vanias!
Hightime is (f39ups up:ºf10) be it down into outs according! When there shall be foods for vermin as full as feeds for the fett, eat on (f39earth hearthºf10) as there's hot in oven. When every Klitty of a scolderymeid shall hold every yardscullion's right to stimm her uprecht for whimsoever, (f39whether whettherf10) on privates, (f39whather whattherºf10) in publics. And when all us romance catholeens shall have ones for all amanseprated. And the world is maidfree. Methanks. So much for His Meignysthy (f39man Manºf10)! And all his (f39bigyttens bigattensºf10). So till Coquette to tell Cockotte to teach Connie Curley to touch Cattie Hayre and tip Carminia to tap La Chérie though where the diggings (f39he dwellst he's dweellstºf10) amongst us here's nobody knows save Mary. Whyfor we go ringing hands in hands in gyrogyrorondo.
These bright elects, consentconsorted, they were waltzing up their willside with their princesome handsome angeline chiuff while in those wherebus there wont bears way (mearing unknown, a place where pigeons carry fire to seethe viands, a miry hill, belge end sore footh) oaths and screams and bawley groans with a belchybubhub and a hellabelow bedemmed and bediabbled the arimaining lucisphere.
Helldsdend, whelldselse! Lonedom's breach lay foulend up uncouth not be (f39broched broochedºf10) by punns and reedles. Yet the ring gayed rund rorosily with a drat
(f39youºf10) for a brat
you. Yasha Yash ate sassage and mash(f39. So he found he, and so foor shayºf10) bash, poor Yasha Yash. And you wonna make one of our micknick party. No honaryhuest on our sposhialiste. For poor Glugger was dazed and late in his crave, ay he, laid in his grave.