Segundo encontro (08/11)

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     riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend1

of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to2

Howth Castle and Environs.3   

     Sir Tristram, violer d'amores, fr'over the short sea, had passen-4

core rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy5

isthmus of Europe Minor to wielderfight his penisolate war: nor6

had topsawyer's rocks by the stream Oconee exaggerated themselse7

to Laurens County's gorgios while they went doublin their mumper8

all the time: nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe to9

tauftauf thuartpeatrick: not yet, though venissoon after, had a10

kidscad buttended a bland old isaac: not yet, though all's fair in11

vanessy, were sosie sesthers wroth with twone nathandjoe. Rot a12

peck of pa's malt had Jhem or Shen brewed by arclight and rory13

end to the regginbrow was to be seen ringsome on the aquaface.14   

      The fall (bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonner15

ronntuonnthunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthur-16

nuk!) of a once wallstrait oldparr is retaled early in bed and later17

on life down through all christian minstrelsy. The great fall of the18

offwall entailed at such short notice the pftjschute of Finnegan,19

erse solid man, that the humptyhillhead of humself prumptly sends20

an unquiring one well to the west in quest of his tumptytumtoes:21

and their upturnpikepointandplace is at the knock out in the park22

where oranges have been laid to rust upon the green since dev-23

linsfirst loved livvy.24

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     What clashes here of wills gen wonts, oystrygods gaggin fishy-1

gods! Brékkek Kékkek Kékkek Kékkek! Kóax Kóax Kóax! Ualu2

Ualu Ualu! Quaouauh! Where the Baddelaries partisans are still3

out to mathmaster Malachus Micgranes and the Verdons cata-4

pelting the camibalistics out of the Whoyteboyce of Hoodie5

Head. Assiegates and boomeringstroms. Sod's brood, be me fear!6

Sanglorians, save! Arms apeal with larms, appalling. Killykill-7

killy: a toll, a toll. What chance cuddleys, what cashels aired8

and ventilated! What bidimetoloves sinduced by what tegotetab-9

solvers! What true feeling for their's hayair with what strawng10

voice of false jiccup! O here here how hoth sprowled met the11

duskt the father of fornicationists but, (O my shining stars and12

body!) how hath fanespanned most high heaven the skysign of13

soft advertisement! But was iz? Iseut? Ere were sewers? The oaks14

of ald now they lie in peat yet elms leap where askes lay. Phall if15

you but will, rise you must: and none so soon either shall the16

pharce for the nunce come to a setdown secular phoenish.17   

     Bygmester Finnegan, of the Stuttering Hand, freemen's mau-18

rer, lived in the broadest way immarginable in his rushlit toofar-19

back for messuages before joshuan judges had given us numbers20

or Helviticus committed deuteronomy (one yeastyday he sternely21

struxk his tete in a tub for to watsch the future of his fates but ere22

he swiftly stook it out again, by the might of moses, the very wat-23

er was eviparated and all the guenneses had met their exodus so24

that ought to show you what a pentschanjeuchy chap he was!)25

and during mighty odd years this man of hod, cement and edi-26

fices in Toper's Thorp piled buildung supra buildung pon the27

banks for the livers by the Soangso. He addle liddle phifie Annie28

ugged the little craythur. Wither hayre in honds tuck up your part29

inher. Oftwhile balbulous, mithre ahead, with goodly trowel in30

grasp and ivoroiled overalls which he habitacularly fondseed, like31

Haroun Childeric Eggeberth he would caligulate by multiplicab-32

les the alltitude and malltitude until he seesaw by neatlight of the33

liquor wheretwin 'twas born, his roundhead staple of other days34

to rise in undress maisonry upstanded (joygrantit!), a waalworth35

of a skyerscape of most eyeful hoyth entowerly, erigenating from36

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next to nothing and celescalating the himals and all, hierarchitec-1

titiptitoploftical, with a burning bush abob off its baubletop and2

with larrons o'toolers clittering up and tombles a'buckets clotter-3

ing down.4   

     Of the first was he to bare arms and a name: Wassaily Boos-5

laeugh of Riesengeborg. His crest of huroldry, in vert with6

ancillars, troublant, argent, a hegoak, poursuivant, horrid, horned.7

His scutschum fessed, with archers strung, helio, of the second.8

Hootch is for husbandman handling his hoe. Hohohoho, Mister9

Finn, you're going to be Mister Finnagain! Comeday morm and,10

O, you're vine! Sendday's eve and, ah, you're vinegar! Hahahaha,11

Mister Funn, you're going to be fined again!12   

     What then agentlike brought about that tragoady thundersday13

this municipal sin business? Our cubehouse still rocks as earwitness14

to the thunder of his arafatas but we hear also through successive15

ages that shebby choruysh of unkalified muzzlenimiissilehims that16

would blackguardise the whitestone ever hurtleturtled out of17

heaven. Stay us wherefore in our search for tighteousness, O Sus-18

tainer, what time we rise and when we take up to toothmick and19

before we lump down upown our leatherbed and in the night and20

at the fading of the stars ! For a nod to the nabir is better than wink21

to the wabsanti. Otherways wesways like that provost scoffing22

bedoueen the jebel and the jpysian sea. Cropherb the crunch-23

bracken shall decide. Then we'll know if the feast is a flyday. She24

has a gift of seek on site and she allcasually ansars helpers, the25

dreamydeary. Heed! Heed ! It may half been a missfired brick, as26

some say, or it mought have been due to a collupsus of his back27

promises, as others looked at it. (There extand by now one thou-28

sand and one stories, all told, of the same). But so sore did abe29

ite ivvy's holired abbles, (what with the wallhall's horrors of rolls-30

rights, carhacks, stonengens, kisstvanes, tramtrees, fargobawlers,31

autokinotons, hippohobbilies, streetfleets, tournintaxes, mega-32

phoggs, circuses and wardsmoats and basilikerks and aeropagods33

and the hoyse and the jollybrool and the peeler in the coat and34

the mecklenburk bitch bite at his ear and the merlinburrow bur-35

rocks and his fore old porecourts, the bore the more, and his36

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blightblack workingstacks at twelvepins a dozen and the noobi-1

busses sleighding along Safetyfirst Street and the derryjellybies2

snooping around Tell-No-Tailors' Corner and the fumes and the3

hopes and the strupithump of his ville's indigenous romekeepers,4

homesweepers, domecreepers, thurum and thurum in fancymud5

murumd and all the uproor from all the aufroofs, a roof for may6

and a reef for hugh butt under his bridge suits tony) wan warn-7

ing Phill filt tippling full. His howd feeled heavy, his hoddit did8

shake. (There was a wall of course in erection) Dimb! He stot-9

tered from the latter. Damb! he was dud. Dumb! Mastabatoom,10

mastabadtomm, when a mon merries his lute is all long. For11

whole the world to see.12   

      Shize? I should shee! Macool, Macool, orra whyi deed ye diie?13

of a trying thirstay mournin? Sobs they sighdid at Fillagain's14

chrissormiss wake, all the hoolivans of the nation, prostrated in15

their consternation and their duodisimally profusive plethora of16

ululation. There was plumbs and grumes and cheriffs and citherers17

and raiders and cinemen too. And the all gianed in with the shout-18

most shoviality. Agog and magog and the round of them agrog.19

To the continuation of that celebration until Hanandhunigan's20

extermination! Some in kinkin corass, more, kankan keening.21

Belling him up and filling him down. He's stiff but he's steady is22

Priam Olim ! 'Twas he was the dacent gaylabouring youth. Sharpen23

his pillowscone, tap up his bier! E'erawhere in this whorl would ye24

hear sich a din again? With their deepbrow fundigs and the dusty25

fidelios. They laid him brawdawn alanglast bed. With a bockalips26

of finisky fore his feet. And a barrowload of guenesis hoer his head.27

Tee the tootal of the fluid hang the twoddle of the fuddled, O !28   

     Hurrah, there is but young gleve for the owl globe wheels in29

view which is tautaulogically the same thing. Well, Him a being30

so on the flounder of his bulk like an overgrown babeling, let wee31

peep, see, at Hom, well, see peegee ought he ought, platterplate. 32

Hum ! From Shopalist to Bailywick or from ashtun to baronoath33

or from Buythebanks to Roundthehead or from the foot of the34

bill to ireglint's eye he calmly extensolies. And all the way (a35

horn!) from fiord to fjell his baywinds' oboboes shall wail him36

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rockbound (hoahoahoah!) in swimswamswum and all the livvy-1

long night, the delldale dalppling night, the night of bluerybells,2

her flittaflute in tricky trochees (O carina! O carina!) wake him.3

With her issavan essavans and her patterjackmartins about all4

them inns and ouses. Tilling a teel of a tum, telling a toll of a tea-5

ry turty Taubling. Grace before Glutton. For what we are, gifs6

à gross if we are, about to believe. So pool the begg and pass the7

kish for crawsake. Omen. So sigh us. Grampupus is fallen down8

but grinny sprids the boord. Whase on the joint of a desh? Fin-9

foefom the Fush. Whase be his baken head? A loaf of Singpan-10

try's Kennedy bread. And whase hitched to the hop in his tayle?11

A glass of Danu U'Dunnell's foamous olde Dobbelin ayle. But,12

lo, as you would quaffoff his fraudstuff and sink teeth through13

that pyth of a flowerwhite bodey behold of him as behemoth for14

he is noewhemoe. Finiche! Only a fadograph of a yestern scene.15

Almost rubicund Salmosalar, ancient fromout the ages of the Ag-16

apemonides, he is smolten in our mist, woebecanned and packt17

away. So that meal's dead off for summan, schlook, schlice and18

goodridhirring.19   

      Yet may we not see still the brontoichthyan form outlined a-20

slumbered, even in our own nighttime by the sedge of the trout-21

ling stream that Bronto loved and Brunto has a lean on. Hic cubat22

edilis. Apud libertinam parvulam. Whatif she be in flags or flitters,23

reekierags or sundyechosies, with a mint of mines or beggar a24

pinnyweight. Arrah, sure, we all love little Anny Ruiny, or, we25

mean to say, lovelittle Anna Rayiny, when unda her brella, mid26

piddle med puddle, she ninnygoes nannygoes nancing by. Yoh!27

Brontolone slaaps, yoh snoores. Upon Benn Heather, in Seeple28

Isout too. The cranic head on him, caster of his reasons, peer yu-29

thner in yondmist. Whooth? His clay feet, swarded in verdigrass,30

stick up starck where he last fellonem, by the mund of the maga-31

zine wall, where our maggy seen all, with her sisterin shawl.32

While over against this belles' alliance beyind Ill Sixty, ollol-33

lowed ill! bagsides of the fort, bom, tarabom, tarabom, lurk the34

ombushes, the site of the lyffing-in-wait of the upjock and hock-35

ums. Hence when the clouds roll by, jamey, a proudseye view is36

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enjoyable of our mounding's mass, now Wallinstone national1

museum, with, in some greenish distance, the charmful water-2

loose country and the two quitewhite villagettes who hear show3

of themselves so gigglesomes minxt the follyages, the prettilees!4

Penetrators are permitted into the museomound free. Welsh and5

the Paddy Patkinses, one shelenk! Redismembers invalids of old6

guard find poussepousse pousseypram to sate the sort of their butt.7

For her passkey supply to the janitrix, the mistress Kathe. Tip.8