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the wious pish of your cogodparents, soph, among countless1
occasions of failing (for, said you, I will elenchate), adding to the2
malice of your transgression, yes, and changing its nature, (you3
see I have read your theology for you) alternating the morosity4
of my delectations       a philtred love, trysting by tantrums,5
small peace in ppenmark       with sensibility, sponsibility, passi-6
bility and prostability, your lubbock's other fear pleasures of a7
butler's life, even extruding your strabismal apologia, when8
legibly depressed, upon defenceless paper and thereby adding to9
the already unhappiness of this our popeyed world, scribblative!10
      all that too with cantreds of countless catchaleens, the man-11
nish as many as the minneful, congested around and about you12
for acres and roods and poles or perches, thick as the fluctuant13
sands of Chalwador, accomplished women, indeed fully edu-14
canded, far from being old and rich behind their dream of arri-15
visme, if they have only their honour left, and not deterred by bad16
weather when consumed by amorous passion, struggling to pos-17
sess themselves of your boosh, one son of Sorge for all daughters18
of Anguish, solus cum sola sive cuncties cum omnibobs (I'd have19
been the best man for you, myself), mutely aying for hat natural20
knot, debituary vases or vessels preposterous, for what would21
not have cost you ten bolivars of collarwork or the price of one22
ping pang, just a lilt, let us trillt, of the oldest song in the wooed23
woodworld, (two-we! to-one!), accompanied by a plain gold24
band! Hail! Hail! Highbosomheaving Missmisstress Morna of25
the allsweetheartening bridemuredemeanour! Her eye's so glad-26
some we'll all take shares in the           groom!27
    Sniffer of carrion, premature gravedigger, seeker of the nest 28
of evil in the bosom of a good word, you, who sleep at our vigil29
and fast for our feast, you with your dislocated reason, have30
cutely foretold, a jophet in your own absence, by blind poring31
upon your many scalds and burns and blisters, impetiginous sore32
and pustules, by the auspices of that raven cloud, your shade, and33
by the auguries of rooks in parlament, death with every disaster,34
the dynamitisation of colleagues, the reducing of records to35
ashes, the levelling of all customs by blazes, the return of a lot36