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| testimony with benefit of clergy. His Thing Mod have undone | 1 | |
| him: and his madthing has done him man. His beneficiaries are | 2 | |
| legion in the part he created: they number up his years. Greatwheel | 3 | |
| Dunlop was the name was on him: behung, all we are his bisaacles. | 4 | |
| As hollyday in his house so was he priest and king to that: ulvy | 5 | |
| came, envy saw, ivy conquered. Lou ! Lou! They have waved his | 6 | |
| green boughs o'er him as they have torn him limb from lamb. | 7 | |
| For his muertification and uxpiration and dumnation and annu- | 8 | |
| hulation. With schreis and grida, deprofound souspirs. Steady, | 9 | |
| sullivans! Mannequins pause! Longtong's breach is fallen down | 10 | |
| but Graunya's spreed's abroad. Ahdostay, feedailyones, and feel | 11 | |
| the Flucher's bawls for the total of your flouts is not fit to fan his | 12 | |
| fettle, O! Have a ring and sing wohl! Chin, chin! Chin, chin! | 13 | |
| And of course all chimed din width the eatmost boviality. Swip- | 14 | |
| ing rums and beaunes and sherries and ciders and negus and cit- | 15 | |
| ronnades too. The strongers. Oho, oho, Mester Begge, you're | 16 | |
| about to be bagged in the bog again. Bugge. But softsies seuf- | 17 | |
| sighed: Eheu, for gassies! But, lo! lo! by the threnning gods, | 18 | |
| human, erring and condonable, what the statues of our kuo, who | 19 | |
| is the messchef be our kuang, ashu ashure there, the unforgettable | 20 | |
| treeshade looms up behind the jostling judgements of those, as | 21 | |
| all should owe, malrecapturable days. | 22 | |
| Tap and pat and tapatagain, (fire firstshot, Missiers the Refusel- | 23 | |
| eers! Peingpeong! For saxonlootie!) three tommix, soldiers free, | 24 | |
| cockaleak and cappapee, of the Coldstream. Guards were walking, | 25 | |
| in (pardonnez-leur, je vous en prie, eh?) Montgomery Street. One | 26 | |
| voiced an opinion in which on either wide (pardonnez!), nod- | 27 | |
| ding, all the Finner Camps concurred (je vous en prie, eh?). It | 28 | |
| was the first woman, they said, souped him, that fatal wellesday, | 29 | |
| Lili Coninghams, by suggesting him they go in a field. Wroth | 30 | |
| mod eldfar, ruth redd stilstand, wrath wrackt wroth, confessed | 31 | |
| private Pat Marchison retro. (Terse!) Thus contenters with san- | 32 | |
| toys play. One of our coming Vauxhall ontheboards who is | 33 | |
| resting for the moment (she has been callit by a noted stagey ele- | 34 | |
| cutioner a wastepacket Sittons) was interfeud in a waistend pewty | 35 | |
| parlour. Looking perhaps even more pewtyflushed in her cherry- | 36 |
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