| hose hol'd home, yeth cometh elope year, coach and four, Sweet | 1 |
| Peck-at-my-Heart picks one man more. | 2 |
| 9. Now, to be on anew and basking again in the panaroma of | 3 |
| all flores of speech, if a human being duly fatigued by his dayety | 4 |
| in the sooty, having plenxty off time on his gouty hands and va- | 5 |
| cants of space at his sleepish feet and as hapless behind the dreams | 6 |
| of accuracy as any camelot prince of dinmurk, were at this auc- | 7 |
| tual futule preteriting unstant, in the states of suspensive exani- | 8 |
| mation, accorded, throughout the eye of a noodle, with an ear- | 9 |
| sighted view of old hopeinhaven with all the ingredient and | 10 |
| egregiunt whights and ways to which in the curse of his persis- | 11 |
| tence the course of his tory will had been having recourses, the | 12 |
| reverberration of knotcracking awes, the reconjungation of | 13 |
| nodebinding ayes, the redissolusingness of.mindmouldered ease | 14 |
| and the thereby hang of the Hoel of it, could such a none, whiles | 15 |
| even led comesilencers to comeliewithhers and till intempes- | 16 |
| tuous Nox should catch the gallicry and spot lucan's dawn, by- | 17 |
| hold at ones what is main and why tis twain, how one once | 18 |
| meet melts in tother wants poignings, the sap rising, the foles | 19 |
| falling, the nimb now nihilant round the girlyhead so becoming, | 20 |
| the wrestless in the womb, all the rivals to allsea, shakeagain, O | 21 |
| disaster! shakealose, Ah how starring! but Heng's got a bit | 22 |
| of Horsa's nose and Jeff's got the signs of Ham round his | 23 |
| mouth and the beau that spun beautiful pales as it palls, what | 24 |
| roserude and oragious grows gelb and greem, blue out the ind of | 25 |
| it! Violet's dyed! then what would that fargazer seem to seemself | 26 |
| to seem seeming of, dimm it all? | 27 |
| Answer: A collideorscape! | 28 |
| 10. What bitter's love but yurning, what' sour lovemutch but | 29 |
| a bref burning till shee that drawes dothe smoake retourne? | 30 |
| Answer: I know, pepette, of course, dear, but listen, precious! | 31 |
| Thanks, pette, those are lovely, pitounette, delicious! But mind | 32 |
| the wind, sweet! What exquisite hands you have, you angiol, if | 33 |
| you didn't gnaw your nails, isn't it a wonder you're not achamed | 34 |
| of me, you pig, you perfect little pigaleen! I'll nudge you in a | 35 |
| minute! I bet you use her best Perisian smear off her vanity table | 36 |