FDV: "So come all ye wealthy gentrymen with ladyfulls of fun! The jolly and the lively, thou billy with thee coo, to jog a jig on a crispness night and sing a missal too. Hip champouree! Hiphip champouree! O you longtailed blackman, poke it up behind me! Hip champouree! Hiphip, champouree! And, jessies, push the pumkik round, Annaliuia! Since the days of Roamaloose and Rehmoose the pavanos have been stridend through their Struts of Chapelldiseut, the vaulsies have meed and youdled through the purly ooze of Ballybough, many a mismy cloudy has tripped tauntily along that Hercourt strayed reelwey and Thyme, the chef of seasoners, has made his usual astewte use of endajustibles-- and though since then sterlings and guineas have been replaced by brooks and lions and some progress has been made on stilths and the races have come and gone and whatnot willbe isnor was those danceadeils and cancanzanies have come stimmering down for our begayment through the deafdom of pa's teapucs, as lithe as limb free limber as when momie played at ma. Such their petals are each of all has a stalk unto herself love and all of all of their understamens is as open as she posably feel it and turned straightout or sidewaist"
2DV: "So come ye wealthy gentrymen with ladyfulls of fun! The jolly and the lively, thou billy with thee coo, for to jog a jig on a crispness night and sing a missal too. Hip champouree! Hiphip champouree! O you longtailed blackman, poke it up behind me! Hip champouree! Hiphip, champouree! And, jessies, putsh the pumkik round, Annaliuia! Since the days of Roamaloose and Rehmoose the pavanos have been stridend through their struts of Chapelldiseut, the vaulsies have meed and youdled through the purly ooze of Ballybough, many a mismy cloudy has tripped tauntily along that hercourt strayed reelwey and the rigadoons have held ragtimed revels on the plateauplainof Grangegorman; and though since then sterlings and guineas have been replaced by brooks and lions and some progress has been made on stilths and the races have come and gone and Thyme, the {that} chef of seasoners, has made his usual astewte use of endadjustables and whatnot willbe isnor was those danceadeils and cancanzanies have come stimmering down for our begayment through the bedeafdom of po's greats, the obcecity of pa's teapucs, as lithe as limb free limber as when momie played at ma. Just so stylled are their petals are each of all has a stalk unto herself love and all of all of their understamens is as open as he can posably she and tournasoled straightout or sidewaist according to the courses of"
FDV: "We think to thine, mighty innocent, that diddest bring it off fuitefuite. Should in ofter years it became about you will becoming a bank midland mansioner we and I shall reside with our obeisant servants at La Roserie, Ailesbury Road. Fyat-Fyat shall be our number on the autokinaton and Chubby in his Chuffs oursforownly chuffeur. {The Fomor's in his Fin, the Momor's her und hin. A paaralone! A paaralone! And Dublin's all adin.}"
FDV: "He had his sperrits all foulen on him; he was bedizzled and beduzzled; and he looked like bruddy Hal. But could annybroddy have looked twinsomer than the kerl he left behind him? How he stud there {theirs} so kevinly{, a mickly dazzley,} with his gamecox spurts and his smile likuid glue, whiles his host of faceful spritties they went peahenning around him in neuchoristic congressulations, allauding to him by all the licknames in the litany and sending him perfumed prayerpuffs to bouchesave unto each but every{one} the havemercyonhurs of his kissier licence."
FDV: "and if he hadn't got it toothick he'd a telltale tall of his pitcher on a wall with his photure in the papers for cutting moutonlegs and capers letting on he'd just be papers and his tail cooked up. Angelinas, hide from light those hues that your ain beau may bring to night! Though down on {to} your dowerstrip he's bent to knee he maun't know ledgings here. For a haunting way will go and you need not make your mow. Find the frenge for frocks and translace it into shocks of such as touch with show and show. / He is guessing at hers for all he is worse. Hark to his wily geeses goosling by, my and playfair, lady. / —Haps thee ore candy? / —Now. / —Haps thee mayjaunties? / —Nowhow. / —Haps thee per causes nunsibelli? / —Nowhowhow. / Get. / And he did a get; for he could chew upon a skarp snakk of pure undefallen engelsk as raskly and as baskly as your cow cudd spanich."
FDV: "Then with his whoop, stoop and an upalepsy was he again before the trembly ones, gotten up like a simplasailar and shaking the storm out of his hiccup. He's a pigtail tarr"
FDV: "— My Cod, alas, that dear old dumty home / Whereof in youthfood's port I preyed / Amouk thy verdigrassy convinct vallsall dazes. / And cloitered for amourmeant in thy boosome shede!
Hereapong shot pinging upthrough the errorooth of his wisdom as thought it had been zawhen intwo. Wholly {'s}anguish blooded up discomvulsing the fixtures of his fizz. Apang which his temporychewer med him a crazy chump of a Haveajube Silly ass {Sillsyass}. Howlsbawls, like gnawthing unheardh! He threwed his fit up to his aers, roled his polygone eyes, snivelled from the snose{ and blew the guff out of his hornypipe}."
