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WAKES IN THE BECK
[1:3 64.31] Fammfamm! Fammfamm!
Come on, ordinary man with that large big nonobli head, and
that blanko berbecked fischial ekksprezzion Machinsky
Scapolopolos, Duzinascu or other. Your machelar's mutton leg's getting
musclebound from being too pulled. Noah Beery weighed stone


[1:4 76.26] in a fairly fishy kettlekerry, after the Fianna's foreman had taken
his handful, enriched with ancient woods and dear dutchy
deeplinns mid which were an old knoll and a troutbeck, vainyvain of
her osiery and a chatty sally with any Wilt or Walt who would
ongle her as Izaak did to the tickle of his rod and watch her


[1:4 77.30] But t'house and allaboardshoops ! Show coffins, winding sheets,
goodbuy bierchepes, cinerary urns, liealoud blasses, snuffchests,
poteentubbs, lacrimal vases, hoodendoses, reekwaterbeckers,
breakmiddles, zootzaks for eatlust, including upyourhealthing
rookworst and meathewersoftened forkenpootsies and for that


[1:4 90.7] changing the venders, from the king's head to the republican's
arms, as to the pugnaxities evinxed from flagfall to antepost
during the effrays round fatherthyme's beckside and the regents
in the plantsown raining, with the skiddystars and the
morkernwindup, how they appealed to him then? That it was wildfires


[1:6 134.29] herald hairyfair, alloaf the wheat; husband your aunt and endow
your nepos; hearken but hush it, screen him and see; time is,
an archbishopric, time was, a tradesmen's entrance; beckburn
brooked with wath, scale scarred by scow; his rainfall is a couple
of kneehighs while his meanst grass temperature marked three in


[1:6 193.30] are up, mesdames, while Parimiknie wears popular short legs,
and twelve hows to mix a tipsy wake, did ye hear, colt Cooney?
did ye ever, filly Fortescue? with a beck, with a spring, all her
rillringlets shaking, rocks drops in her tachie, tramtokens in
her hair, all waived to a point and then all inuendation, little


[2:8 220.32] matthued heaven. He soughed it from the luft but that bore ne
mark ne message. He luked upon the bloomingrund where ongly
his corns were growning. At last he listed back to beckline how
she pranked alone so johntily. The skand for schooling.
With nought a wired from the wordless either.


[2:8 229.16] And around its scorched cap she has twilled a twine of flame to
let the laitiest know she's marrid. And pim it goes backballed. Tot
burns it so leste. A claribel cumbeck to errind. Hers before his
even, posted ere penned. He's your change, thinkyou methim.
Go daft noon,madden, mind the step. Please stoop O to please.


[2:9 264.12] pursuant on briefest glimpse from gladrags, pretty
Proserpronette whose slit satchel spilleth peas.
Belisha beacon, beckon bright! Usherette,
unmesh us! That grene ray of earong it waves
us to yonder as the red, blue and yellow flogs


[2:10 369.15] Because they wonted to get out by the goatweigh afore the sheep
was looset for to wish the Wobbleton Whiteleg Welshers
kaillykailly kellykekkle and savebeck to Brownhazelwood from all the
dinnasdoolins on the labious banks of their swensewn
snewwesner, turned again weastinghome, by Danesbury Common, and


[3:12 409.10] whorl of the Boubou from Bourneum has thus come to taon!),
and with tambarins and cantoridettes soturning around his
eggshill rockcoach their dance McCaper in retrophoebia, beck from
bulk, like fantastic disossed and jenny aprils, to the ra, the ra, the
ra, the ra, langsome heels and langsome toesis, attended to by a


[3:14 537.11] feshest cheoilboys so that they are allcalling on me for the song
of a birtch: the more secretely bi built, the more openly
palastered. Attent! Couch hear! I have becket my vonderbilt hutch
in sunsmidnought and at morningrise was encampassed of
mushroofs. Rest and bethinkful, with licence, thanks. I


[3:14 572.21] old missness wipethemdry! Well, well, wellsowells!
Donauwatter! Ardechious me! With her halfbend as proud as a peahen,
allabalmy, and her troutbeck quiverlipe, ninyananya. And her
steptojazyma's culunder buzztle. Happy tea area, naughtygay
frew! Selling sunlit sopes to washtout winches and rhaincold


[4:15 600.21] cocklyhearted dreamerish for that magic moning with its ching
chang chap sugay kaow laow milkee muchee bringing
beckerbrose, the brew with the foochoor in it. Sawyest? Nodt? Nyets,
I dhink I sawn to remumb or sumbsuch. A kind of a thinglike
all traylogged then pubably it resymbles a pelvic or some kvind


[4:15 601.16] attraverse of its milletestudinous windows, ricocoursing
themselves, as staneglass on stonegloss, inplayn unglish Wynn's
Hotel. Brancherds at: Bullbeck, Oldboof, Sassondale, Jorsey
Uppygard, Mundelonde, Abbeytotte, Bracqueytuitte with
Hockeyvilla, Fockeyvilla, Hillewille and Wallhall. Hoojahoo