water, perpetually chaste, so that, well understanding, she should | 1 |
fill to midheight his tubbathaltar, which hanbathtub, most blessed | 2 |
Kevin, ninthly enthroned, in the concentric centre of the trans- | 3 |
lated water, whereamid, when violet vesper vailed, Saint Kevin, | 4 |
Hydrophilos, having girded his sable cappa magna as high as to | 5 |
his cherubical loins, at solemn compline sat in his sate of wis- | 6 |
dom, that handbathtub, whereverafter, recreated doctor insularis | 7 |
of the universal church, keeper of the door of meditation, memory | 8 |
extempore proposing and intellect formally considering, recluse, | 9 |
he meditated continuously with seraphic ardour the primal sacra- | 10 |
ment of baptism or the regeneration of all man by affusion of | 11 |
water. Yee. | 12 |
    Bisships, bevel to rock's rite! Sarver buoy, extinguish! Nuota- | 13 |
bene. The rare view from the three Benns under the bald heaven | 14 |
is on the other end, askan your blixom on dimmen and blastun, | 15 |
something to right hume about. They were erected in a purvious | 16 |
century, as a hen fine coops and, if you know your Bristol and | 17 |
have trudged the trolly ways and elventurns of that old cobbold | 18 |
city, you will sortofficially scribble a mental Peny-Knox-Gore. | 19 |
Whether they were franklings by name also has not been fully | 20 |
probed. Their design is a whosold word and the charming de- | 21 |
tails of light in dark are freshed from the feminiairity which | 22 |
breathes content. O ferax cupla! Ah, fairypair! The first exploder | 23 |
to make his ablations in these parks was indeed that lucky mortal | 24 |
which the monster trial showed on its first day out. What will | 25 |
not arky paper, anticidingly inked with penmark, push, per sample | 26 |
prof, kuvertly falted, when style, stink and stigmataphoron are | 27 |
of one sum in the same person? He comes out of the soil very | 28 |
well after all just where Old Toffler is to come shuffling along- | 29 |
soons Panniquanne starts showing of her peequuliar talonts. | 30 |
Awaywrong wandler surking to a rightrare rute for his plain | 31 |
utterrock sukes, appelled to by her fancy claddaghs. You plied | 32 |
that pokar, gamesy, swell as aye did, while there were flickars | 33 |
to the flores. He may be humpy, nay, he may be dumpy but there | 34 |
is always something racey about, say, a sailor on a horse. As soon | 35 |
as we sale him geen we gates a sprise! He brings up tofatufa and | 36 |