— That is true ^|1enough ^|ain Islamd as in moltern Giaourmany, for the Amalekins off to date back ^|btill to land of^b| engined Eugypt^a|1|, assented from his opening before his inlookers of where an oxmanstongue was stable, the wellnourished one, lord of the seven days, overlord of sats and suns, ^|1the ^|asun sat^a| of all the ^|asats suns^a| which are in the ring of his system of the sats of his sun, god of the scuffledfallen, ^|askifflefelon,^a| who ^|a(he^a| contaimns^|a)^a| hengsters, who ^|a(he^a| constrains^|a)^a| horsurs, the topside riseyup with stomach between his shodows fella, Misto Teawiley Spillitshops,^1| who keepeth watch in Khumer-Phett, whose spouse is Anlivph, the dog's bladder, warmer of his couch. ^|1We all have been wonterers in the childerness which is our true name after our faults.^1| And that is at most redoubtedly an overthrew of each and ilkermann of us^|1, ^|aI persuade myself ^|b|shplain^sh|b| gentlemen,^a| so true as this is my ^|akopferpot kopfertopf^a| on ^|a|shthe col of^sh|a| these is my boardsoldered^1|.

^|1He It^1| sollecited^|1, his roundhouse of seven orifaces,^1| of all^|1, guiltshouters or crimemummers,^1| advices for, free of gracis, scamps encloded^|1, competitioning them how comes ever abody ^|ain our taylorised world^a| to selve out thishis, ^|awhile ye post is ^|bgoing goang^b| from Piping Pubwirth to Haunted Hillborough as my forscuse is mear to hair and my sackend is meet to sedon since my whole's a peer's aureole,^{a| |a}if they had steadied Jura and raced Messafissi, husbond of your wifebetter or bestman ^|bbotchelor botcheler^b| of on yourshelf,^a| whither ^|a|bwhateither^b| the drugs truth of it all was that, ^|bthe an^b| iota omicrone from the faust to the lost,^a| it gives a premium nobile or nought, the farst wriggle from the ubivence whereom is man^|a, that old offender,^a| nother man wheile he is asame. And fullexampling. ^|aBespeaking of lie and love detectors in veinoverities.^a| The pints in question. With some byspills. ^|aAnd six sicsecs to provim hurtig.^a| Soup's on!^1|

— I have just, let us suppraise, been reading in a (suppressed) book ^|1(it is ^|anotwithstempting^a| by meassures long and limited ^|aand whilst^a| the letterpress is eminently legible and the paper ^|afixed so eagerly seized upon^a| upon ^|acould scarcely be has sparcely been^a| buttered ^|ain works of previous publicity, enough, however, have I read of it ^|bas it so blends^b| to augur in the hurry of the times that it will command the widest circulation and a reputation coextensive with its merits when inthrusted into safe & pious hands upon so edifying a mission as it, I can see^a|)^{1| |1}ambullished^1| with expurgative plates ^|1replete ^|awith in^a| information and^1| accampaigning the action passim with my wormest venerection^|1, allthose everwhe everwholmed upon that prepostereous blank seat,^1| before the wordcraft of this early woodcutter, Mr ^|1Aubey Aubeyron^1| Birdsly, and whilst ^|1(when I ^|aloose doot^a| my sliding panel and I hear cawcaw)^1| I have been ^|1idl idyly idylly^1| turning over ^|1as at murmurandoms^1| the loose looves leaflefts casuallty on the lamatory, as is my this is, often, so far as I can ^|1chance to^1| recollect from them some farnights ago, when I, if you will excuse for me this ^|1‘informal!’^1| leading down of illexpressibles, enlivened ^|1towards the Author of Nature^1| by the natural sins before me ^|1|a(when I ope my little window and I see coocoo)^a|, weathered they be of a general golf stature or blossomly embushing themselves underneed some howthern volley^1|, am entrenched upon contemplating of myself ^|1with my naked I^1| for relieving purposes in our trurally virvir vergitable (garden) I sometimes maybe, ^|1what ^|awas has^a| justly said of old Flanagan^1| a wake ^|1or more hence from this or hencemoreward^1| with some shock, shell I so render it, have a motion quiet involuptary of that I am ^|1of a townside upthecountrylifer ^|a|shwho can butt only descrybe his ^|bcity capital^b| of miserable ills, a city of streets without houses, a mudhole almost,^sh|a|1| cadging hapsnots
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of ^|1distant distend^1| renations and facsimilar phases dugouts in the behindscenes of our earthwork, as this is, at no spatial time processly which regards to concrude chronology about which in fact^|1, in spite of I having belittled myself to my name of insectarian, happy burgesses abeyance would make ^|ahometown homesweettown^a| hapey goalucry, my mottu proppior, or I came, I coined, I chaffered,^1| I am wholly pelaged to see by their loudest reports from my ^|1battery bottery^1| parts ^|1(hush (shsh)^1| that^|1|a, cad's truck,^a| when I have regrouped myselves after my contractual expanditures,^1| I, I am, I am big altoogooder.
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^|1From whose plultibust preaggravated, they were whoalike placed to say ^|ataking him apart, frons, fesces and frithstool,^a| 1) he hade to die it 2) he didhithim self 3) all ever he huntred was ^|aforsake in his chiltern & lumbojumbo^a| 4) he was sometimes too damned merely often on the saved side^|a, saw he was,^a| 5) he was no better than he should have been before he could have been better than ^|awhat^a| he was after 6) he's the same old dustamount on the same old ^|atincoverdull^a| bauble class but ^|awhat^a| we warm to ^|ahear here^a| some is the woods of chirpses singaloo sweecheeriode and sock him up the old cant rogue.^1|
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Attention!º Standat!! Ease!!!

^|1You have jest (a ham) beamed listening through (a ham pig) his haulted excerpt from ^|aJohn Whiston's production,^a| The Coach with the Six Insides^|a, all souled^a|. Goes Tory by Eeric Whiggs is To Be C Become Tintinued in Fearson's Nightly on the Lets All Wake Brickfaced in Lucan. Lalouetta, jaunty Lalouetta! Lullawatta, as upsadawn we go! Lhirondella, jaunty lhirondella! ^|aTirra With tirra^a| lirra rondinelles a-tantivy we go.^1|

We are ^|1now^1| diffusing among our wordless lovers of this sequence^|1, colombophiles and corvinophobes alike,^1| (toyou! toyou!) the dewfolded song of the naughtingels (Alys! ^|1Alysaloo! Alysalo!^1|) from their sheltered positions, in rosescenery hayding, on the heather side of Waldalure, Mount Saint Johns, ^|1Jinnyland,^1| whither ^|1they our allies^1| winged by duskfail^|1, ^|aswift^a| sanctuary seeking,^1| after Sunsink gang. (Oiboe! hitharzither^|1, almost dotty! I must dash^1|!) to pour their peace in partial^|1, ^|amun^a| (floflo floreflorence), sweetishsad lightandgayle, twittwin twosingwoelow^1|. Let everie sound of a pitch keep still in reasonance, ^|1|ajemcrow, jackdaw,^a| prime and secund with their terce, ^|athat whoe betwides them,^a| now full theorb now dulcifair, and when we press of pedal (sof!) pick out and vowalise your name.^1| You Pere Golazy, you Mere Bare, and you Bill Heeny and you Smirky Dainty and, more beethoken, you whackfoolthenairyans with all your badchthumpered peanas! We are gluckglucky in our being so fortunate that bark and bay duol with Man Goodfox inchimings, having ceased for the moment to allow the clinkars of our nocturne field, night's sweetmoztheart, their Carmen Sylvae. May song it flourish, (in the underwood), in chorush, long make it flourish, (in the Nut, in the
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Nut sky) till thorush! Secret hookup!

— Roguenarr Loudbrags, that soddy old samph! ^|1|aHoe hijh is Wat is hijh^a| vuile!^1| We ^|1know known^1| his ventruqulence!

To which yes he did^|1, capt,^1| that was the answer.

— And his short shirt between colours ere th' Osirian clumdung like a wallf on the folld.

Which tuat tuat rang replying rippling.

Bulbul bulbulone! Pschtt! Salan, salis salan! Carolius! Did you aye, did you eye, did you everysee suchaway searchawhy eeriewig airywagger? Hopping Gracius, onthy oval! ovful! O belessk us, what a nerve! When What a man's in his armor we nurses know. Wingwongwelly, pitty pretty Nelly! Some Poddy putted in, will anny petty ^|1putet pullet^1| out? Call Kitty Kelly! Kissykitty, killykelly! What a nossowl buzzard but whit a nice ung gels!

Here all the leaves alift aloft full o' liefing fell a-laughing over Ombrellone and his parasollieras and those black thornguards from the County Shillelagh. Ignorants invincibles, innocents immutands! ^|1|aOnzel^a| Grootvatter ^|aLodewijk^a| is onangonamed ^|abefore the bridge of primrose^a|. And his ^|atwee^a| Isa Boldmans is ^|amet the blueybells^a| near Dandeliond.^1| A lark of limonladies! A luck of orangetowneymen! You're backly woumted, buckley mister, bester of the boyne.
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The all of them^|1|a, the ^|bpig's pig village^b| boys,^a| in that smoker, a sixdigitarian legion, the Clandibblon cartel,^{1| |1|a}foursquared^a| in condomnation ^|aof his totomptation^a| and for the duration ^|atill his repepulation^a|1| rally agreed, ^|1the ^|aroasted^a| malts with the blank^1| upon old ^|1nollcromforemost^1| ironsides since he might as well have rolled to call out of the ^|1Cuptin^1| Klanklord kettle auction ^|1like the sold of a britsh he was bound to be and become till the sea got him^1| whileask for maker to misser and what he gave away as a pattern^|1, ^|ahe's he, the hun of a horde, is^a| a finn as ^|ashe's she, his tent wife, is^a| a lap ^|aat home on a horse, abroad by the fire,^a| and^1| whoever spit her in howsoever's profocation it was anybody's beastness as usual and she was nobody's fondling only her keepers. ^|1the peg in his pantry ^|afor to hold^a| the heavyache off his heart. Auspiciably suspectable but in expectancy of respectableness. ^|a|shHe has dovesandraves in his belly and she wears a bowler in her bath.^{sh|a| |a}From dirty flock bedding, dirt drip dropping through ceiling, ^|bwith 2 sisters of charity on the front door and 3 cesspool cleaners at the back gaze,^b| one box and two chairs (susceptible), occasionaly used by husband when having writing to do in connection with equitable druids and friendly or other societies ^|bor by the children when practising music^b| through periods of dire want with comparative plenty ^|b(thunderburst, ravishment, dissolution and providentiality)^b| to a sofa albeit of horsehair or American cloth, three bedrooms upstairs, ^|bof which^b| one with fireplace (aspectable), hired piano still paying off with greenhouse in prospect (particularly perspectable).^{a|1| |1}And ^|ayou, when you kept at Dulby,^a| were you always ^|a(for ^|bthis that^b| time only)^a| what we know when we ^|a(from that point solely)^a| were you knew where? There you are!^1|
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^|1And why? Why, hitch a cock eye he was snapped on the sly, for upsadaisying chorusgirl ^|aCora's pearl Cora Spearl^a| out of her pie while all them ^|aprattily^a| pressy pritty birds, so ^|aprattily{sup>{small>a| did sing. they all begame to sing. ^|aTo their newnesboys pearson screaming off their armsworth.^a| Detective disguises voice, shelters behind horse chestnut from excessive. Heat wives ^|arising rasing^a|. Their jest deeps rosing. He jumps leaps rising. Howlong.^1|
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Youº ^|1know known^1| that tom? I certainly know. Is their bann bothstiesed? Certainly know. Has they bane reneemed? Certainly know. Does they ought to buy the papelboy when he footles up their suit? He's their mark to foil the flouter and they certainty owe. ^|1He spirt in his phiz. He salt to her biz. He toockled her palm. And he blank^1|

^|1Guilty! Fellow's culpas.^1| It was felt by me, ^|1sindecade,^1| that submerged ^|1dough doughty^{1| |1}meatface doubleface^1| told waterside labourers but we have chanced all that, ^|1the wild whips, the wind ships, the wonder lost to for world hips,^1| prayed in aid ^|1to their trust^1| its plumptylump piteousness ^|1when it turtled round to seeking a sorth of turft^{1| |1}which ^|ashowed spoke^a| approach of unheard off ^|atrispass ^|bm_unread through^b| mingled hair^a|1|. Though I might have ^|1hawked it and^{1| |1}sold selled^1| my hot peas after theatres from my precurious position and though I could have emptied a pan of backslop down grating by whiles of doing a rere from the middenprivy appurtenant thereof^|1, saving the presents of the board of works and pumps,^1| I am ever culpable ^|1with thanks to Adamsmyth needency^1| of unlifting
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upfallen girls when indangered from them ^|1in their open^1| out of unadulteratous bowery ^|1with the hintering influences from angelsexonism^1| and if my litigimate was to wren cackling about it in the street ^|1|a|blike a with her^b| handpicked hensbend^a|, as she would be calling upon all the wayferer gods and reannouncing ^|amy^a| devilries until I got my purchase on her^1| I am ^|1by their sacreligion of daimond cap daimond till ladiest day^1| confessedlyº to have ^|1let splet^1| fort a pair of bellows ^|1at any old cerpentimes^1| by peaching ^|1though we are not amusical^1| war against myself ^|1in the defile^1| as a lieberreter to the very peachyites ^|1|aof the first virginial water^a| who ahquickyessed in it, overhowe and underwheres,^{1| |1}in the defile,^{1| |1}my unread love apprencisses,^1| the estelles van Nessies ^|1van Nixies (^|awe were ^|bwere wen't weren't we^b|a| Saturnay Eve ^|aas how^a| now?)^1| van der pool, when^|1|a, as Bleacher seeth,^a| she was like a little chilled by my tide impracing and^1| all the calories^|1, my dears,^1| had fled away from my folced cheeks, sir^|1, kindest of bottleholder,^1| and very dear friend, it will be for you^|1, my ^|adare^a| beautiful young soldier, before you go to mat, you who have watched your shore at our low love tennis when on with the ^|abold bald^a| did deserve the fair, my goldrush gainst her silvernets,^1| to say ^|1for the love of goddess and as you reverse your own mothers and while I reveal this fresh rosing daughter which was bourne up out of me unclouthed when I was pillowing brime to say, I say, whoawhoa,^1| in stay of execution what^|1, Houtes, Blymey and Torrenatius,^1| you feel upon every ^|1ground strong ground you have ever taken up^|a, if that is ^|bgood for grace to^b| the grass what is balm for the bramblers,^a|1| that I am the catasthmatic old ruffin to be seducing trovietellas ^|1|alike dire dafty dame ^|bthe did^b| canonesses^a| like the lilliths ^|athat oft^a| I feeled ^|a(or why sighs the soothe singer?)^a|1| and if ^|1|a(hopturk and cotch em!)^a| brutals and cautious only aim at the hog in the human ^|athen I'll tell croon persecutors^{a| |a}thash on me stumpen blows the gaff off mambition and^a|1| thides of marse makes a good dayle to be shat at ^|1(here endeth Chinchinnatibus)^1|, full stuff.

Pink, pleas pink, how two pleas pink ^|1(with to have speak finish)^1|, how two pleas punk.