| ages. Thief us the night, steal we the air, shawl thiner liefest, | 1 |
| mine! Here, Ohere, insult the fair! Traitor, bad hearer, brave! | 2 |
| The lightning look, the birding cry, awe from the grave, ever- | 3 |
| flowing on the times. Feueragusaria iordenwater; now godsun | 4 |
| shine on menday's daughter; a good clap, a fore marriage, a bad | 5 |
| wake, tell hell's well; such is manowife's lot of lose and win again, | 6 |
| like he's gruen quhiskers on who's chin again, she plucketed them | 7 |
| out but they grown in again. So what are you going to do about | 8 |
| it? O dear! | 9 |
| If juness she saved! Ah ho! And if yulone he pouved! The ol- | 10 |
| old stoliolum! From quiqui quinet to michemiche chelet and a | 11 |
| jambebatiste to a brulobrulo! It is told in sounds in utter that, in | 12 |
| signs so adds to, in universal, in polygluttural, in each auxiliary | 13 |
| neutral idiom, sordomutics, florilingua, sheltafocal, flayflutter, a | 14 |
| con's cubane, a pro's tutute, strassarab, ereperse and anythongue | 15 |
| athall. Since nozzy Nanette tripped palmyways with Highho | 16 |
| Harry there's a spurtfire turf a'kind o'kindling when oft as the | 17 |
| souffsouff blows her peaties up and a claypot wet for thee, my | 18 |
| Sitys, and talkatalka tell Tibbs has eve: and whathough (revilous | 19 |
| life proving aye the death of ronaldses when winpower wine has | 20 |
| bucked the kick on poor won man) billiousness has been billious- | 21 |
| ness during milliums of millenions and our mixed racings have | 22 |
| been giving two hoots or three jeers for the grape, vine and brew | 23 |
| and Pieter's in Nieuw Amsteldam and Paoli's where the poules | 24 |
| go and rum smelt his end for him and he dined off sooth ameri- | 25 |
| can (it would give one the frier even were one a normal Kettle- | 26 |
| licker) this oldworld epistola of their weatherings and their | 27 |
| marryings and their buryings and their natural selections has | 28 |
| combled tumbled down to us fersch and made-at-all-hours like | 29 |
| an ould cup on tay. As I was hottin me souser. Haha! And as | 30 |
| you was caldin your dutchy hovel. Hoho! She tole the tail or | 31 |
| her toon. Huhu! | 32 |
| Now, kapnimancy and infusionism may both fit as tight as | 33 |
| two trivets but while we in our wee free state, holding to that | 34 |
| prestatute in our charter, may have our irremovable doubts as | 35 |
| to the whole sense of the lot, the interpretation of any phrase in | 36 |