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FDV: "Inform to the old sniggerin sniggering publicking press. How wholephallows, his guffer, he had a greak big oh in the megafundum of his tomashunders and how Her Lettyshape, his gummer, She had never cissied waking malters among the jemasons jemassons since the cluft that meataxe delt her made her microchasm as gap as down low. He would jused sit it all rite {write} down just as he would jused to set it up all right seeing how heartsilly, sorey he was owning so {to} the condrition of his bikestool. And fillfull ninequires with it for his auditers Caxton and Pollock, a most moraculous jeerynyhead about whose told his innersense"




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FDV: "with what hung over from the MacSiccaries of the Breeks. Allwhile he swure. He would split."



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FDV: "The grocer's wife she slips her hand in the haricot bag, the lady in waiting sips her sup from the paraffin can, Mrs the Doctor runs out on the road the moment she hears of a tinkle of thunder {tunder}, the widow Magrievy she knits cats' cradles, this lovely {bountiful} actress hides a sixpence under her tongue, and here's the girl who she went to coldfashion {said {kneeled} in coldfeshion} and told her priest she spat on a chop and this lass not least she's a very rich woman who she writes her {foot} fortunes big times {ever and} over in the nursery dust with her capital toe {thumb}. And these ways wend they. And those ways wend they. Winnie, Olive and Beatrice, Nelly and Ida, Amy and Rue. Here they come back, all the gay pack, for they are the florals, from foncey and pansey to papavere's blush, forsake-me-nought, while there's leaf there's hope, with primtim's ruse and marrymay's blossom, all the flowers of the ancelles' garden. But vicereversing what tornaments of rages racked the divlun's punchpoll as he displaid all the oath word science of his visible disgrace. He dove his head into Wat Murrey, gave Stewart Ryall a puck on the plexus, wrestled a hurrycome-union with the Gille Beg, wiped all his sinses, martial and menial, out of Shrove Sundy MacFearsome, excremuncted himself {as freely like {as} any frothblower} into MacAlister, had a belting bout, chaste to chaste, with McAdoo abutt nothing and inbraced himself for any time untellable"



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FDV: "Poor Isad sits a glooming, so gleaming in the gloaming. She is fading out like Journee's clothes so you can't see her now. Still we know how Day the Dyer works, in dims and deeps and dusks and darks. And among the shades that Eve's now wearing she'll meet anew fiancy, tryst and trow. For though she's unmerried she'll after truss up and help that hussyband how to hop. Hip it and romp it and chirrub and sing for {Lord} Chuffy's now {sky} sheraph and Glugg's got to swing. So and so, toe by toe, to and fro they go round, for they are the ingelles, scattering nods as girls who may, for they are an angel's garland. Catchmire stockings, liberty{ed} garters, shoddyshoes quicked out with selver. Pennyfeir caps on pinnyfore frocks and a ring on her somefing finger. And they leap so looply, looply, as they link to light. And they look so loovely, loovelit, all in a nuptious night. Whithasly glints in. Andecoy glants out. They ramp it a little, a lessle, a lissle. Then romp rightround in rout. R is Rubretta and A is Arancia, Y is for Yilla and N for Greenerin. B is Boyblue with odalisque O while W waters the fleurettes of novembrance. Though they're all but merely a schoolgirl yet these way went they."



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FDV: "is a little tittertit of hilarity and he is atvoiced by their toots enssembled to go to troy and harff a freak at himself by all that's tory to the ulstramarines. {So off for his topheetuck the rogue made raid, aslick aslegs could {would} run, and he ankered on his hunker with the belly belly prest. Asking: Where's {What's} my muffinstuffinaches for thease times? To weat: Breath and bother and whatarcurs. Then breath less {more} bother and more whatarcurss. Then no breath no bother but worrworrums. And Shim shallave shome} So Finmicina {As Rigagnolina} to Montagnone, what she means {meaned} he did {could} not know {can}. All she meaned was multimoney {golten sylvup}, all she meaned was a nyums nyum nyam {some knight's ploung jamn}. If he'd lonely talk instead of only gawk and if he wooed not woory so! — Have you monbreamstone / No. / — Or hellfeuersteyn? / No. / — Or Van Diemen's coral pearl? / No. / He has lost. Off to clutch, Glugg! Farwheel! {Forewhal!} Shape your reres, Glugg! Forweal! Ring we round, Chuff! Fairwell! Chuffchuff's in a {inner} seven: all's rice with their whirl! Yet, ah tears, who can her mater be? She'd promised he'd eye her. To try up her pretti. But now he's {it's} so {longer {longed}} and so fared and so forth."



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FDV: "Ah ho! This poor Glugg! It was so said of him about of his old fontmouther. Truly deplurabel! A dire. O dire! And all the freightfulness {frei} freightfulness whom he inhebited after his colline born janitor. Sometime towerable! With that {hehry} antlets on him and the baublelight bulching out of his sockets whiling away: she sprankled his allover with her noces of interregnation: How do you do that lack a lock and pass the poker, please: so that Glugg, the poor one, in that limbopool which was his subnesciousness he could scares of all knotknow whither his murder had bourst a blabber or if the vogalstones that hit his tynpan was that mearly his skool missed her. {Ah, ho!} The yenng frilles-in-pleyurs are now showen drawen, if bud one, or, if in florileague, drawens up at the rare sight of their commoner guardia. Her boy fiend, or theirs, if they are so prurielled, cometh up as a trapadour sinking how he must fend for himself by gazework what their colours wear as they are all showen drawens up. He will angskt of them from their commoner guardian, who is really the rapier of the two {espacially} for he bandished it with his hand the hold time, {a simply gratious}: Hast thou feel liked carbunckley ones? Apun which theirs"



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FDV: "Sammy, call on. Bopeeps, she was shuffering all the diseasinesses of the unherd of. Mary Louisan Shousapinas! If Arck could no more salve his agnols from the wiles of willy woolly woolf! If all the signelles signics of her dipandump helpabit could not that glugg to catch her by the calour of her brideness! Not Rose, Sevilla nor Citronelle; no Esmeralde, Pervenche nor Indra; not Viola even nor all of them four themes over. But up tighty in the front, down again in the loose, drim and drumming on her back and a pop from her whistle what's that. O holytroopers? Up he stulpled glee you gee with search a mug did die near sea, beamy owen and calmy hugh and if you think of a jink for me I will thingofajig for you. Arrest thee! came the evangelion and be dumb dumm but ill s'arrested. But what is that which one is going to prehend? Seeks buzzling is brains the feinder. He askit of the hoothed fireshield but he it was untergone into the matthued heaven. He soughed it from the luft but that bore ne mark ne message. He luked upon the flore floregrund where barely his corns were growning. At last he listed back to beckline how she pranks pranked alone so johntily. With nought a wired from the wordless either."



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