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have your letters. Can you hear here me, you sir? | 2 |
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deuterous point audibly touching this. There is this maggers. | 7 |
I am told by our interpreter, Hanner Esellus, that there are fully | 8 |
six hundred and six ragwords in your malherbal Magis lande- | 9 |
guage in which wald wand rimes alpman and there is resin in all | 10 |
roots for monarch but yav hace not one pronouncable teerm that | 11 |
blows in all the vallums of tartallaght to signify majestate, even | 12 |
provisionally, nor no rheda rhoda or torpentine path or halluci- | 13 |
nian via nor aurellian gape nor sunkin rut nor grossgrown trek | 14 |
nor crimeslaved cruxway and no moorhens cry or mooner's | 15 |
plankgang there to lead us to hopenhaven. Is such the unde deri- | 16 |
vatur casematter messio! Frankly. Magis megis enerretur mynus | 17 |
hoc intelligow. | 18 |
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n'avez pas d'o dans votre boche provenciale, mousoo. Je m'in- | 20 |
cline mais Moy jay trouvay la clee dang les champs. Hay sham nap | 21 |
poddy velour, come on! | 22 |
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yur jambs? Whur's that inclining and talkin about the messiah | 24 |
so cloover? A true's to your trefling! Whure yu! | 25 |
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Typette, my tactile O! | 27 |
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one? I am sohohold! | 30 |
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Is there cold on ye, doraphobian? Or do yu want yur primafairy | 32 |
schoolmam? | 33 |
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that stand of plover. I know that place better than anyone. Sure, | 36 |