| bawl, the copycus's description of that fellowcommuter's play | 1 |
| upon countenants, could simply imagine themselves in their bo- | 2 |
| som's inmost core, as pro tem locums, timesported acorss the yawn- | 3 |
| ing (abyss), as once they were seasiders, listening to the cockshy- | 4 |
| shooter's evensong evocation of the doomed but always ventri- | 5 |
| loquent Agitator, (nonot more plangorpound the billows o'er | 6 |
| Thounawahallya Reef!) silkhouatted, a whallrhosmightiadd, a- | 7 |
| ginsst the dusk of skumring, (would that fane be Saint Muezzin's | 8 |
calling holy places !
and this fez brimless as brow of faithful | 9 |
toucher of the ground, did wish it were
blessed be the bones ! | 10 |
the ghazi, power of his sword.) his manslayer's gunwielder | 11 |
| protended towards that overgrown leadpencil which was soon, | 12 |
| monumentally at least, to rise as Molyvdokondylon to, to be, to | 13 |
| be his mausoleum (O'dan stod tillsteyne at meisies aye skould | 14 |
| show pon) while olover his exculpatory features, as Roland rung, | 15 |
| a wee dropeen of grief about to sillonise his jouejous, the ghost | 16 |
| of resignation diffused a spectral appealingness, as a young man's | 17 |
| drown o'er the fate of his waters may gloat, similar in origin and | 18 |
| akkurat in effective to a beam of sunshine upon a coffin plate. | 19 |
| Not olderwise Inn the days of the Bygning would our Travel- | 20 |
| ler remote, unfriended, from van Demon's Land, some lazy | 21 |
| skald or maundering pote, lift wearywilly his slowcut snobsic | 22 |
| eyes to the semisigns of his zooteac and lengthily lingering along | 23 |
| flaskneck, cracket cup, downtrodden brogue, turfsod, wild- | 24 |
| broom, cabbageblad, stockfisch, longingly learn that there at the | 25 |
| Angel were herberged for him poteen and tea and praties and | 26 |
| baccy and wine width woman wordth warbling: and informally | 27 |
| quasi-begin to presquesm'ile to queasithin' (Nonsense! There | 28 |
| was not very much windy Nous blowing at the given moment | 29 |
| through the hat of Mr Melancholy Slow!) | 30 |
| But in the pragma what formal cause made a smile of that to- | 31 |
| think? Who was he to whom? (O'Breen's not his name nor the | 32 |
| brown one his maid.) Whose are the placewheres? Kiwasti, kis- | 33 |
| ker, kither, kitnabudja? Tal the tem of the tumulum. Giv the gav | 34 |
| of the grube. Be it cudgelplayers' country, orfishfellows' town or | 35 |
| leeklickers' land or panbpanungopovengreskey. What regnans | 36 |