raised the rains have levelled but we hear the pointers and can | 1 |
gauge their compass for the melos yields the mode and the mode | 2 |
the manners plicyman, plansiman, plousiman, plab. Tsin tsin tsin | 3 |
tsin! The forefarther folkers for a prize of two peaches with | 4 |
Ming, Ching and Shunny on the lie low lea. We'll sit down on | 5 |
the hope of the ghouly ghost for the titheman troubleth but his | 6 |
hantitat hies not here. They answer from their Zoans; Hear the | 7 |
four of them! Hark torroar of them! I, says Armagh, and a'm | 8 |
proud o'it. I, says Clonakilty, God help us! I, says Deansgrange, | 9 |
and say nothing. I, says Barna, and whatabout it? Hee haw! Be- | 10 |
fore he fell hill he filled heaven: a stream, alplapping streamlet, | 11 |
coyly coiled um, cool of her curls: We were but thermites then, | 12 |
wee, wee. Our antheap we sensed as a Hill of Allen, the Barrow | 13 |
for an People, one Jotnursfjaell: and it was a grummelung amung | 14 |
the porktroop that wonderstruck us as a thunder, yunder. | 15 |
    Thus the unfacts, did we possess them, are too imprecisely | 16 |
few to warrant our certitude, the evidencegivers by legpoll too | 17 |
untrustworthily irreperible where his adjugers are semmingly | 18 |
freak threes but his judicandees plainly minus twos. Neverthe- | 19 |
less Madam's Toshowus waxes largely more lifeliked (entrance, | 20 |
one kudos; exits, free) and our notional gullery is now com- | 21 |
pletely complacent, an exegious monument, aerily perennious. | 22 |
Oblige with your blackthorns; gamps, degrace! And there many | 23 |
have paused before that exposure of him by old Tom Quad, a | 24 |
flashback in which he sits sated, gowndabout, in clericalease ha- | 25 |
bit, watching bland sol slithe dodgsomely into the nethermore, | 26 |
a globule of maugdleness about to corrugitate his mild dewed | 27 |
cheek and the tata of a tiny victorienne, Alys, pressed by his | 28 |
limper looser. | 29 |
    Yet certes one is. Eher the following winter had overed the | 30 |
pages of nature's book and till Ceadurbar-atta-Cleath became | 31 |
Dablena Tertia, the shadow of the huge outlander, maladik, mult- | 32 |
vult, magnoperous, had bulked at the bar of a rota of tribunals in | 33 |
manor hall as in thieves' kitchen, mid pillow talk and chithouse | 34 |
chat, on Marlborough Green as through Molesworth Fields, here | 35 |
sentenced pro tried with Jedburgh justice, there acquitted con- | 36 |