| delenes, were drawpairs with two pinmarks, BVD and BVD dot, | 1 |
| so want lotteries of ticklets posthastem (you appreciate?) so as to | 2 |
| be very dainty, if an isaspell, and so as to be verily dandydainty, | 3 |
| if an ishibilley, of and on, to and for, by and with, from you. | 4 |
| Let the hitback hurry his wayward ere the missive has time to | 5 |
| take herself off, 'twill be o'erthemore willfully intomeet if the | 6 |
| coming offence can send our shudders before. We feem to have | 7 |
| being elfewhere as tho' th' had pafs'd in our fufpens. Next | 8 |
| to our shrinking selves we love sensitivas best. For they are | 9 |
| the Angèles. Brick, fauve, jonquil, sprig, fleet, nocturne, smiling | 10 |
| bruise. For they are an Angèle's garment. We will be constant | 11 |
| (what a word!) and bless the day, for whole hours too, yes, for | 12 |
| sold long syne as we shall be heing in our created being of ours | 13 |
| elvishness, the day you befell, you dreadful temptation! Now | 14 |
| promisus as at our requisted you will remain ignorant of all what | 15 |
| you hear and, though if whilst disrobing to the edge of risk, (the | 16 |
| bisifings in idolhours that satinfines tootoo!) draw a veil till we | 17 |
| next time! You don't want to peach but bejimboed if ye do! | 18 |
| Perhelps. We ernst too may. How many months or how many | 19 |
| years till the myriadth and first become! Bashfulness be tupped! | 20 |
| May he colp, may he colp her, may he mixandmass colp her! | 21 |
| Talk with a hare and you wake of a tartars. That's mus. Says the | 22 |
| Law. List! Kicky Lacey, the pervergined, and Bianca Mutantini, | 23 |
| her conversa, drew their fools longth finnishfurst, Herzog van | 24 |
| Vellentam, but me and meother ravin, my coosine of mine, have | 25 |
| mour good three chancers, weothers, after Bohnaparts. The | 26 |
| mything smile of me, my wholesole assumption, shes nowt me- | 27 |
| without as weam twin herewithin, that I love like myselfish, like | 28 |
| smithereens robinsongs, like juneses nutslost, like the blue of the | 29 |
| sky if I stoop for to spy's between my whiteyoumightcallimbs. | 30 |
| How their duel makes their triel! Eer's wax for Sur Soord, dong- | 31 |
| dong bollets for the iris riflers, queemswellth of coocome in their | 32 |
| combs for the jennyjos. Caro caressimus! Honey swarns where | 33 |
| mellisponds. Will bee all buzzy one another minnies for the mere | 34 |
| effect that you are so fuld of pollen yourself. Teomeo! Daurdour! | 35 |
| We feel unspeechably thoughtless over it all here in Gizzygazelle | 36 |