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| ing duties. Let besoms be bosuns. It's Phoenix, dear. And the | 1 | |
| flame is, hear! Let's our joornee saintomichael make it. Since the | 2 | |
| lausafire has lost and the book of the depth is. Closed. Come! | 3 | |
| Step out of your shell! Hold up you free fing! Yes. We've light | 4 | |
| enough. I won't take our laddy's lampern. For them four old | 5 | |
| windbags of Gustsofairy to be blowing at. Nor you your ruck- | 6 | |
| sunck. To bring all the dannymans out after you on the hike. Send | 7 | |
| Arctur guiddus! Isma! Sft! It is the softest morning that ever I | 8 | |
| can ever remember me. But she won't rain showerly, our Ilma. Yet. | 9 | |
| Until it's the time. And me and you have made our. The sons of | 10 | |
| bursters won in the games. Still I'll take me owld Finvara for my | 11 | |
| shawlders. The trout will be so fine at brookfisht. With a taste | 12 | |
| of roly polony from Blugpuddels after. To bring out the tang of | 13 | |
| the tay. Is't you fain for a roost brood? Oaxmealturn, all out of | 14 | |
| the woolpalls! And then all the chippy young cuppinjars clutter- | 15 | |
| ing round us, clottering for their creams. Crying, me, grownup | 16 | |
| sister! Are me not truly? Lst! Only but, theres a but, you must | 17 | |
| buy me a fine new girdle too, nolly. When next you go to Market | 18 | |
| Norwall. They're all saying I need it since the one from Isaacsen's | 19 | |
| slooped its line. Mrknrk? Fy arthou! Come! Give me your great | 20 | |
| bearspaw, padder avilky, fol a miny tiny. Dola. Mineninecy- | 21 | |
| handsy, in the languo of flows. That's Jorgen Jargonsen. But you | 22 | |
| understood, nodst? I always know by your brights and shades. | 23 | |
| Reach down. A lil mo. So. Draw back your glave. Hot and hairy, | 24 | |
| hugon, is your hand! Here's where the falskin begins. Smoos as | 25 | |
| an infams. One time you told you'd been burnt in ice. And one | 26 | |
| time it was chemicalled after you taking a lifeness. Maybe that's | 27 | |
| why you hold your hodd as if. And people thinks you missed the | 28 | |
| scaffold. Of fell design. I'll close me eyes. So not to see. Or see only | 29 | |
| a youth in his florizel, a boy in innocence, peeling a twig, a child be- | 30 | |
| side a weenywhite steed. The child we all love to place our hope in | 31 | |
| for ever. All men has done something. Be the time they've come to | 32 | |
| the weight of old fletch. We'll lave it. So. We will take our walk | 33 | |
| before in the timpul they ring the earthly bells. In the church | 34 | |
| by the hearseyard. Pax Goodmens will. Or the birds start their | 35 | |
| treestirm shindy. Look, there are yours off, high on high! And | 36 |
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