Sandhyas! Sandhyas! Sandhyas!
Calling all downs. Calling all dawns to dayne. Array! Surrection. Eirewecker to the wohld bludyn world. O rally, O rally, O rally! The smog is lofting. And already the olduman's olduman has godden up on othertimes to litanate the bonnamours. Sonne feine, somme foehn avaunt! Guld modning, have yous viewsed Piers' aube? Thane yaars agon we have used yoors up since when we have fused now orther. Calling all daynes. Calling all daynes to dawn. The old breeding broadsted culminwillth of natures to Foyn MacHooligan. The leader, the leader! Securest jubilends albas Temoram. Clogan slogan. Quake up, dim dusky, wook doom for husky! And let Billey Feghin be baallad out of his hunuluation. Confindention to churchen. We have highest gratifications in announcing to pewtewr publikums of pratician pratyusers: Genghis is ghoon for you.
The eversower of the seeds of light to the cowld owld sowls that are in the domnatory of Defmut after the night of the carrying of the word of Nuahs and the night of making Mehs to cuddle up in a coddlepot, Pu Nuseht, lord of risings in the yonderworld of Ntamplin, tohp triumphant, speaketh.
Vah! Suvarn Sur! Scatter brand to the reneweller of the sky, thou who agnitest! Dah! Arcthur is coming! Be! Verb imprincipiant through the entrancitive spaces! Kilt by kelt shall kithagain with kinagain. We elect for thee, Tirtangel. Svadesia salve! We, Durbalanars, theeadjure. A way, the Margan, from our astamite, through dimdom done till light kindling light has
led|4|+, we hopas,º+|4| but |+4find the journey
hunt me the journeyon+|4|, iteritinerant, the Kal his course, amid the semitary of Somnionia. |4|+Now if
|asoomome soomonea| felched a twoel and soomonelses
warmtº watter we could, while you was saying Morkret Miry or Smud, Brunt and Rubbinsen,º make sunlike sylp om this warful dune's battam. |aBut clarity Yet clarifya| begins at.+|4| Whither the spot for? Whence the hour by? See but! |4|+Lever hulme! |aTake in!ºa| Respassersº should be pursaccoutred. Qui stabat Meiusº quantum qui stabat Peiusº. As of yours. We annew.+|4| Our shades of minglings mengle them and help help horizons. |4A flasch and, rasch, it shall come to pasch, as hearth by hearth leaps live.º |+For the tanderest stock with the rosinost top. Allenº Hill's, clubpubber, in general stores and. Blz!º+| Atriathroughwards, Lugh |athe Brathwackera| will be |athea| listened after and he larruping sparks out of his teiney ones.4| The spearspid of dawnfire totouches ain the tablestoane ath the centre of the great circle of the macroliths of Helusbelus in the boshiman brush on this our peneplain |4|+by Fangaluvaº Bight+|4| whence the horned cairns erge, idols of isthmians. Overwhere. Gaunt grey ghostly gossips growing grubber in the glow. Past now palls. Ha! Cur one beast, even Dane the Great, may treadspaths with sniffer he snout impursuant to byelegs. Ha! Ha! |4|+Edar's chuckal humurises |ahumurising humuristica|.+|4| But why pit the cur afore the noxe? Let shrill their duan Gallus|4|+, han,+|4| and she, |4|+hon,º+|4| the Sassqueehenna, makes ducksruns at crooked. Once for the chantermale, twoce for the pother and once twoce threece for the waither. So an inedible yellowmeat turns out the invasable blackth. |4What Kwhat4| serves to rob with Alliman, |4saelior,4| a turnkeyed trot to Seapoint|4, pierrotettes,4| means Noel's Bar |4and Julepunsch, by Joge4|, if you've tippertaps in your head |4or starting kursses, tailour,4| your right to Penmark, stommering silenced at Henge Ceollege,
Exmooth|4, Ostbys for ost, boys|a, each and onea|4|? Death banes and the quick quoke. But life wends and the dombs spake! Whake? Hill of Hafid, knock and knock, nachasach, gives relief to the langscape |4as he strauches him his |alamusonga| unto uponº gazelle channel4| and the bride of the Bryne, shin high shake, is dotter than evar for a damse wed her farther. |4Lambel on the up!4| We may plesently heal Geoglyphy's twentynine ways to say goodbett an wassing seeoosoon liv. With the forty wonks winking please me your much as to. |4Tup With her tup.4| It's a long long ray to |4Eriland's Newirelandsº4| premier. |4For korfsº, for streamfish, for confects, for bullyoungs, for smearsassage, for patates, for steaked pig, for men, for limericks, for waterfowls, for wagsfools, for louts, for cold airs, for late trams, for curries, for curlews, for leekses, for orphalines, for tunnygulls, for |acleara| goldways, for lungfortes, for moonyhaunts, for fairmoneys, for louts, for coffins, for tantrums, for armoiresº, for for waglugs, for for rogues'º comings, for sly goings, for quails larksmathes, for homdsmeethes, for quailsmeathes, kilaloo kilaloolyooº. Tep.º4| Come lead, crom lech! |4Top. Wisely for us Old Bruton has withdrawn his theory. |aYou are alpsulumply wroght! Amsulummmm. But this is perforeteaguingº youpoorapps? Namantanai!º |bSure it's
not keviengº your? Amslu!b| Good all so.a|4| We seem to understand apad vellumtomes muniment, Arans Duhkha, among hoseshoes, cheriotiers and etceterogenious bargain boatbarrows, |4over and under ofver and umnder4|, since, evenif or although, in double preposition as in triple conjunction, how the mudden research |4in the topaia that was Mankaylands4| has gone to prove |4from the picalava present in the maramara melma4| that while a successive generation has been. In the deep deep deeps of Deepereras. Buried hearts. Rest here.
Conk a dook he'll doo. Svap.
So let him slap, the sap! Till they take down his shatter from his shap. Hecanease. Fill stap.
|4Thus faraclacks the friarbird. Listening, Syd!4|
The child, a natural child, thenown by the mnames of (aya! aya!), wouldbewas kidnapped at an age of recent probably, possibly remoter; or he conjured himself from seight by slide
at hand; for which the theatron is a lemoronage; at milchgoat fairmesse; in full dogdhis; sod on a fall; pat; |4the hundering blundering dunderfunder of plundersundered manhood;4| behold, he returns; |4|afincarnate; |+foam foespurnant;º fum in his mow;+| |bawike in wave risurging into chrest;b|a| victis poenis hesternis; |+fostfath of solas;+| |aunder articles thirtynine of the reconstitution;a| |+by the |aLord's lord'sa| order of the canon consecrandable;+|4| earthlost that we thought him; pesternost, the noneknown worrier; from Tumbarumba mountain; in persence of whole landslots; forebe all the rassias; |4|+sire of leery subs of dub;+|4| The Diggings, Woodenhenge, as to hang out at; |4|+with spawnish oel full his angalach; the sousenugh; gnomeosulphidosalamermandermanº; one of the two or three forefivest fellows a bloke could in holiday crowd encounter; benedicted be the barrel; kilderkins, lids off; |aa roache, an oxmaster, a sort of |bbugs heapsb|, a pamphilius, a vintivatnivicenyº, a hygienicº contrivance so-calledº from the editor; |bthe thick of your thigh;b| you knowº; |bquite; talking to the vicar's joy and ruth; the gren, woid and glue been broking by the maybole gards;b|a| he; |a|bwhen no crane in Elga is heard;b| upout to speak |ba thisb| lay; |bwithout links, without impediments, with gygantog gygantogyres, with freeflawforms;b|a|+|4| parasama to himself; atman as evars; whom otherwise becauses; no puler as of old but as of young a paladin; |4whitelock not lacked nor |atemperasolum temperasoleona|;4| though he appears a funny colour; |4stoatters some; |abut a quite a big bug after the dahlias;a|4| place inspectorum sarchent; also the hullow chyst excavement; astronomically fabulafigured; as Jambudvispa Vipra foresaw of him; the last half-versicle repurchasing his pawned word; sure, straight, slim, sturdy, serene, synthetical, swift.
By the antar of Yasas! Ruse made him worthily achieve inherited wish. |4The drops upon that mantle |afell
raineda| never around Fingal. Goute! Loughlin's Salts. Willº make a newman if anyworn.
Soe? Thes La! Lamfadar's arm it has cocoincidences.4| You mean to see we have been hadding a sound night's sleep? You may so. It is just, it is just about to, it is just about to rolywholyover. Svapnasvap. Of all the stranger things that ever not even in the hundrund and badst pageans of unthowsent and wonst nice or in eddas and oddes bokes of tomb, dyke and hollow to be have happened! Why? Because, graced be Gad and all giddy gadgets, in whose words were the beginnings, there are two signs to turn to, the yest and the ist, the wright side and the wronged side, feeling aslip and wauking up, so an, so farth. Why? On the sourdsite we have the Moskiosk Djinnpalast with its twin adjacencies, the bathhouse and the bazaar, allahallahallah, and on the spontlesite it is the Alcovan and the rosegarden, boony noughty, all puraputhry. Why? One's apurr apuss story about brid and breakfedes and parricombating and coushcoush but others is of tholes and outworn buyings, dolings and chafferings in heat, contest and enmity. Why? Every talk has his stay, vidnis blank, and all-a-dreams |4perhapsing under lucksloop4| at last are through. Why? It's a sot of a swigswag, systomy dystomy, which everybody you ever anywhere at all doze. Why? Such me.
Lok! A shaft of shivery in the act, anilancinant. Cold's sleuth! Vayuns! Where did thots come from? It is infinitesimally fevers, resty fever, risy fever, a coranto of aria, asleeperawakening, in the smalls of one's back presentiment, gip, and again, geip, a flash from a future of maybe mahamayability through the windr of wondr in a wildr is a weltr as a wirbl as a warbl is a world.
It is perfect degrees excelsius. A jaladaew still stilleth. Cloud lay but mackrel are. Anemone activescent. The torporature is returning to mornal. Humid nature is feeling itself freely at ease with the all fresco. The vervain is to herald as the grass administers. They say, they say in effect, they really say. You have eaden fruit. Say whuit. You have snakked mid a fish. Tell whish.
Every those personal place objects is nonthings wheresoevers and they just done been doing being in a dromo of todos withouten a bound to be by. You hild them, the upples, in your trowers. Forswundled. You hald
him by the tap of the tang. Not a salutary sellable sound is since. Insteed for asteer, adrift with adraft. Nuctumbulumbumus wanderwards the Nil. Victorias neanzas. Alberths neantas. It was a long, very long, a dark, very dark, an allbut unend, scarce endurable, and we could add mostly quite various and somewhat stumbletumbling night. Endee he sendee. Diu! The has goning at gone, the is coming to come. Greets to ghastern, hie to morgning. Dormidy, destady! Doom is the faste. Well dawn, good other! Now day, slow day, from delicate to divine, divases. Padma, brighter and sweetster, this flower that bells, it is our hour of risings. Tickle, tickle. Lotus spray. |4Till herenext.4| Adya.
|4Take thancks,4| |4Thanks thanks4|, Thamas. In that earopean end meets Ind.
There is something supernoctual about whatever you called him it. Panpan and vinvin are not alonely vanvan and pinpin in your Tamal without tares but simplysoley they are they. This utter follow is that odder fellow. Himkim kimhim. Old yeasterloaves may be a stale as a stub and the pitcher go to aftoms on the wall. Mildew, murk, leak and yarn now want the bad that they lied on. And the four last words todate in camparative accoustomology are going to tell stretch of a fancy through strength towards joyance, adyatanta, where he gets up. Allay for allay, a threat for a throat.
To them in Ysat Loka. Hearing. The urb it orbs. Then's now with now's then in tense continuant. Heard. Who having has he shall have had. Hear! Upon the thuds trokes truck, chim, it will be exactlyso fewer hours by so many minutes of the ope of the diurn of the sennight of the maaned of the yere of the age of the madamanvantora of Grossguy and Littleylady, our hugibus hugibum and our
weewee mother, |4actaman housetruewith,4| and their childer and their napirs and their napirs' childers' napirs and their chattels and
their servance and their
cognance and their ilks and their orts and their everythings that is be will was theirs.
Much obliged, Time-o'-Thay! But wherth, O clerk?
Whithr a clonk? Vartman! See you not soo the pfath they pfunded, oura vatars that arred in Himmal, harruad bathar namas, the gow, the stiar, the tigara, the liofont, when even thurst was athar vetals, hoofs hoofs hoofs hoofs, padapodopudupedding on fattafottafutt. Ere we are! Signifying|4, if tungs may
tolkan,4| that primeval conditions having gradually receded but nevertheless the emplacement of solid and fluid having to a great extent persisted through intermittences |4of sullemn fulminance, sollemn
nuptialism, sallemn sepulture and providential divining,º4| making possible and even inevitable|4,º after his a time has a tense
haves and havenots hesitency,º4| at the place and period under consideration
a socially organic entity of a millenary military maritory monetary morphological circumformation in a more or less settled state of equonomic ecolube equalobe equilab equilibbrium. Gam on, Gearge! Nomomorphemi for me! Lessnatbe angardsmanlake! You jast gat a tache of army on the stumuk. |4|+To the Angar at Anker. Seeworthy. Lots thankyouful, polite Pointsins!+|4| There's a tavarn in the tarn.
Polycarp pool, the pool of Innalavia, Saras the |4soft saft4| as, |4|+of meadewy
marge,+|4| whereinn once we lave 'tis alve and vale, minnyhahing here from hiarwather, a poddlebridges in a passabed, the river of lives, the regenerations of the incarnations of the emanations of the apparentations of Funn and Nin in Cleethabala, the kongdomain of the
Alieni, an accorsaired race, infester of Libnud Ocean, Moylamore, let it be. There an alomdree begins to green|4|s+, screenº |saseensa| for
loveseat s+|4|. It is scainted to Vitalba. And her little white bloomkins|4|+, twittersky
trimmed,+|4| are hobdoblins' hankypanks. |4|+Saxens likeº our anscessers thought so darely on now
they're going soever to Angleseaº, free of juties, dyrt chapes.+|4| There too a slab slobs, immermemorial|4,
the only in all |aits luvin swampa|4|. But
so bare, so boulder, brag sagging such a brr bll bmm show that, wooly smools of Barindeus, |4the white alfred,4| it owed to have at leased some butchup's upperon. Old Wommany Wyes. Pfif! But|4, while gleam with gloom swan here and there,4| this shame rock and that whispy planter tell |4Paudheen Paudheen-Steel-the-Poghue4| and his perty Molly Vardant|4, arrah,4| this place is a proper and this feist a ferial if so be hwo hwo would celibrate cardnal communial, the holy mystery, or that the pirigrim from Mainylands beatend|4|+, the calmleaved hutcaged he means business bisnisgels to empalmover+|4|. A naked yogpriest, clothed upon of sundust, his oakey doaked with frondest leoves, offrand to the ewon of her owen. Tasyam kuru salilakriyam! Pfaf!
Hwo? Hwy, dairmaidens! Asthoreths, assay! Earthsigh to is heavened.
Hillsengals, the daughters of the cliffs, responsen. Longsome the samphire coast. From thee to thee, thoo art it thoo, that thouest there. The like the near, the liker nearer. O sosay! A family, a band, a school, a clanagirls. Fiftines andbut fortines by novanas andor vantads by octettes ayand decadendecads by a lunary with last a lone. Whose every has her different from the similies with her site. Sicut campanulae petalliferentes they coroll in caroll round Botany Bay.
Keavn! Keavn! And they all setton voicies about Keavn!
S. Wilhelmina's, S. Gardenia's, S. Phibia's, S. Veslandrua's, S. Clarinda's, S. Immecula's, S. Dolores Delphin's, S. Perlanthroa's, S. Errands Gay's, S. Eddaminiva's, S. Rhodamena's, S. Ruadagara's, S. Drimicumtra's, S. Una Vestity's, S. Mintargosia's, S. Mischa-La-Valse's, S. Churstry's, S. Innocycora's, S. Aungiel Calzata's, S. Clovinturta's, S. Clouonaskiey's, S. Bellavistura's, S. Santamonta's, S. Ringsingsund's, S. Heddadin Drade's, S. Glacianivia's, S. Waidafrira's, S. Thomassabbess's and (trema! unloud!! pepet!!!) S. Loellisotoelle's.
Euh! Thaet is seu whaet shaell one naeme it!
The meidinogues have tongued togethering. Ascend out of your bed, cavern of a trunk, and shrine! Kathlins is kitchin. Soros cast aside, ma brone! You must be exterra acquarate to inter irrigate all the arkypelicans. The austrologer Wallaby Tolan, a brother, who farshook our showrs from Newer
Aland, has signed the you and the now our mandate. Milenesia waits. Be smark!
|4|+One seekings. Not the lithe slender, not the broad roundish near the lithe slender, not the fairsized fullfeatured to the unread |alee leewarda| of the broad roundish but, indeed and inneed,º the curling, perfectportioned, flowerfleckled, shapely,º highhued, delicate featuredº ben swaying to the windward of the fairsized fullfeatured.+|4|
What does Coemhghen? |4|+Tell his hidings clearly! Is his moraltack still the his best of weapons? How about a little more
goaling? gool? goold? Rowlin's tun he gadder no must.+|4| It is the voice of Roga. His face
is the face of a son. Be thine the silent hall, O Jarama! A virgin, the one, shall mourn thee. Roga's stream is solence. But Croona is in adestance. The ass of the O'Dwyer of Greyglens is abrowtobayse afeald in his terroirs of the Potterton's forecoroners, the reeks around the burleyhearthed. When visited by an indepondant reporter, “Mike” Portlund, to burrow burning the
Latterman's Resterant so is called the gortan in questure he mikes the fallowing |4|+for the Durban Gazette, firstcoming issue+|4|. From a collispendent. Any were. Deemsday.
|4|+Bosse of Upper and Lower Byggotstrade, Ciwareke, may he live for river!+| The
|agames Gamesa| funeral |+at
Valleytemple+|. Saturnights pomps|+, |aenclusing exhabitinga| that
corricatore of a harss,+| revealled by Oscur Camerad. |+The last of Dutch Schulds, perhumps.+|
An Outrage |+Pupe Pipe+| in Dream Cluse.
|+|aUncover Uncovers Puba|
History.+| The Outrage, at Length. Affected Mob Follows in Religious
|aSullivance Sullivencea|.4| Rinvention of vestiges by which they drugged the buddhy. Moviefigure on in scenic
section. By Patethicus. And here, from out of the scuity, misty Londan, along the canavan route, that is with the years gone, mild beam of the wave his polar bearing, |4|+steerner among stars,+|4| trust
Tonthena and you tread true turf, comes the sorter, Mr |4|+Hurr+|4| Hansen, |4|+his knyckle allaready in his knackskey
fob,+|4| a passable compatriate proparly of the Grimstad galleon, ald pairs frieze, feed up to the noxer with their geese and peeas and oats |4but with that smeoil like a grace of backoning over his egglips of the
sunsoonshine4|. |4Tay, tibby, tanny, tummy, tasty, tosty, tay.4| |+4Bag
Batch+|4| is for Baker who baxters our bread. O, what an ovenly odour! |4|+Butter
|abutter bring butter! Bringa| us this days our maily
bag!+|4| But receive me, my frensheets, from the
emerald dark |+4winter long winterlong+|4|! For diss is the doss for Eilder Downes and dass is |4|+it duss |awhat asa| singen sengers +|4| what the hardworking |4|+straightwalking stoutstamping securelysealing+|4| officials who trow to form our G.M.P.'s pass muster generally shay for shee and sloo for slee when butting their headd to the pillow for a nightshared nakeshift with the alter girl they tuck in for sweepsake. Dutiful wealker for his hydes of march. Havd you the time, Hans ahike? Heard you the crime, senny boy? The man was giddy on letties on the dewry |4d of the duary4|, |4be pursueded,4| whethered with entrenous, midgreys, dagos, teatimes, shadows, nocturnes or samoans, if wellstacked fillerouters, plushfeverfraus with dopy chonks, and this, that and the other, pigskins or muffle kinckles, taking a pipe course or doing an anguish, seen to his fleece in after his foull, when Dr Chart of Greet Chortles Street he changed his backbone at a citting. He had not the declaimation, as what with the foos as whet with the fays, but, so far as hanging a goobee on the precedings, |4wherethen the lag allawsº,4| it mights be anything after darks. Which the deers alones they sees and the |4darties darkies4| they is snuffing of the wind up. Debbling. Greanteavvents! Hyacinssies with heliotrollops! |4Not once fullvixen freakings and but dubbledecoys!4| It is a lable iction on the porte of the cuthulic church and summum most atole for it. Where is that blinketey blanketer, that sound of a pealer, the sunt of a hunt what foxes good men? |4Where or he, our loved among many?4|
What does Coemhghen, the fostard? |4Say he that saw him that saw!4| Man shall sharp run do a get him. Ask no more, Jerry mine, Roga's voice! The cublic hatches are not yet open for hourly rincers' mess. |4Besoakers loiter on.4| It is not even yet the engine of the load with haled morries full of crates|4, you mattinmummur? Sure and 'tis not then4|. The Greek Sidereal Reulthway, as it havvents, will soon be starting a smooth with its first|4? , single hastencraftº4| danny buzzes instead of the vialact coloured milk train |4on the fartykket plan run4| with its endless gallaxion of rotatorattlers |4and the smooltroon our elderens rememberem as the creamº of the service, Strubry Bess4|. Also the waggonwobbles are still yet everdue. Aspect, Shamus Rogua, or! Taceate and! Inattendance who is who is will play that's what's that to what's that.
Oyes! Oyeses! Oyesesyeses! The primace of the Gaulls, protonotorious, is now aboil to blow a Gael warning. Inoperation Eyrlands Eyot, Western and Osthern Approaches.