Lollgoll! You don't soye so! All upsydown her whole | 1 |
| creation? So there was nothing serical between you? And Dry- | 2 |
| salter, father of Izod, how was he now? | 3 |
To the pink, man, like an allmanox in his shirt and stickup, | 4 |
| brustall to the bear, the Megalomagellan of our winevatswater- | 5 |
| way, squeezing the life out of the liffey. | 6 |
Crestofer Carambas! Such is zodisfaction. You punk me! | 7 |
| He came, he kished, he conquered. Vulturuvarnar! The must of | 8 |
| his glancefull coaxing the beam in her eye? That musked bell of | 9 |
| this masked ball! Annabella, Lovabella, Pullabella, yep? | 10 |
Yup! Titentung Tollertone in S. Sabina's. Aye aye, she | 11 |
| was lithe and pleasable. Wilt thou the lee? Wilt thou the hee? | 12 |
| Wilt thou the hussif? | 13 |
The quicker the deef the safter the sapstaff, but the main | 14 |
| the mightier the stricker the strait. To the vast go the game! It | 15 |
| is the circumconversioning of antelithual paganelles by a hugger- | 16 |
| knut cramwell energuman, or the caecodedition of an absque- | 17 |
| litteris puttagonnianne to the herreraism of a cabotinesque ex- | 18 |
| ploser? | 19 |
I believe you. Taiptope reelly, O reely! | 20 |
Nautaey, nautaey, we're nowhere without ye! In steam of | 21 |
| kavos now arbatos above our hearths doth hum. And Malkos | 22 |
| crackles logs of fun while Anglys cheers our ingles. So lent she | 23 |
| him ear to burrow his manhood (or so it appierce) and borrow | 24 |
| his namas? Suilful eyes and sallowfoul hairweed and the sickly | 25 |
| sigh from her gingering mouth like a Dublin bar in the moarning. | 26 |
Primus auriforasti me. | 27 |
The park is gracer than the hole, says she, but shekleton's | 28 |
| my fortune? | 29 |
Eversought of being artained? You've soft a say with ye, | 30 |
| Flatter O'Ford, that, honey, I hurdley chew you. | 31 |
Is that answers? | 32 |
It am queery! | 33 |
The house was Toot and Come-Inn by the bridge called | 34 |
| Tiltass, but are you solarly salemly sure, beyond the shatter of | 35 |
| the canicular year? Nascitur ordo seculi numfit. | 36 |