Quinto encontro (06/12)

P. 48

Chest Cee! 'Sdense! Corpo di barragio! you spoof of visibility	1
in a freakfog, of mixed sex cases among goats, hill cat and plain	2
mousey, Bigamy Bob and his old Shanvocht! The Blackfriars	3
treacle plaster outrage be liddled! Therewith was released in that	4
kingsrick of Humidia a poisoning volume of cloud barrage indeed.	5
Yet all they who heard or redelivered are now with that family	6
of bards and Vergobretas himself and the crowd of Caraculacticors	7
as much no more as be they not yet now or had they then not-	8
ever been. Canbe in some future we shall presently here amid	9
those zouave players of Inkermann the mime mumming the mick	10
and his nick miming their maggies, Hilton St Just (Mr Frank	11
Smith), Ivanne Ste Austelle (Mr J. F. Jones), Coleman of Lucan	12
taking four parts, a choir of the O'Daley O'Doyles doublesixing	13
the chorus in Fenn Mac Call and the Serven Feeries of Loch Neach,	14
Galloper Troppler and Hurleyquinn the zitherer of the past with his	15
merrymen all, zimzim, zimzim. Of the persins sin this Eyrawyg-	16
gla saga (which, thorough readable to int from and, is from tubb	17
to buttom all falsetissues, antilibellous and nonactionable and this	18
applies to its whole wholume) of poor Osti-Fosti, described as	19
quite a musical genius in a small way and the owner of an	20
exceedingly niced ear, with tenorist voice to match, not alone,	21
but a very major poet of the poorly meritary order (he began	22
Tuonisonian but worked his passage up as far as the we-all-	23
hang-together Animandovites) no one end is known. If they	24

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whistled him before he had curtains up they are whistling him	1
still after his curtain's doom's doom. Ei fù His husband, poor old	2

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And thus, with this rochelly exetur of Bully Acre, came to	23
close that last stage in the siegings round our archicitadel which	24
we would like to recall, if old Nestor Alexis would wink the	25
worth for us, as Bar-le-Duc and Dog-an-Doras and Bangen-op-	26
Zoom.	27
Yed he med leave to many a door beside of Oxmanswold for	28
so witness his chambered cairns a cloudletlitter silent that are at	29
browse up hill and down coombe and on eolithostroton, at	30
Howth or at Coolock or even at Enniskerry, a theory none too	31
rectiline of the evoluation of human society and a testament of	32
the rocks from all the dead unto some the living. Olivers lambs	33
we do call them, skatterlings of a stone, and they shall be ga-	34
thered unto him, their herd and paladin, as nubilettes to cumule,	35
in that day hwen, same the lightning lancer of Azava Arthur-	36

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honoured (some Finn, some Finn avant!), he skall wake from	1
earthsleep, haught crested elmer, in his valle of briers of Green-	2
man's Rise O, (lost leaders live! the heroes return!) and o'er dun	3
and dale the Wulverulverlord (protect us!) his mighty horn skall	4
roll, orland, roll.	5
For in those deyes his Deyus shall ask of Allprohome	6
and call to himm: Allprohome! And he make answer: Add some.	7
Nor wink nor wunk. Animadiabolum, mene credidisti mortuum?	8
Silence was in thy faustive halls, O Truiga, when thy green	9
woods went dry but there will be sounds of manymirth on the	10
night's ear ringing when our pantriarch of Comestowntonobble	11
gets the pullover on his boots.	12
Liverpoor? Sot a bit of it! His braynes coolt parritch, his pelt	13
nassy, his heart's adrone, his bluidstreams acrawl, his puff but a	14
piff, his extremeties extremely so: Fengless, Pawmbroke, Chil-	15
blaimend and Baldowl. Humph is in his doge. Words weigh no	16
no more to him than raindrips to Rethfernhim. Which we all	17
like. Rain. When we sleep. Drops. But wait until our sleeping.	18
Drain. Sdops.	19
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Wery weeny wight, plead for Morandmor! Notre Dame de la	18
Ville, mercy of thy balmheartzyheat! Ogrowdnyk's beyond her-	19
bata tay, wort of the drogist. Bulk him no bulkis. And let him	20
rest, thou wayfarre, and take no gravespoil from him! Neither	21
mar his mound! The bane of Tut is on it. Ware! But there's a	22
little lady waiting and her name is A.L.P. And you'll agree. She	23
must be she. For her holden heirheaps hanging down her back.	24
He spenth his strenth amok haremscarems. Poppy Narancy, Gial-	25
lia, Chlora, Marinka, Anileen, Parme. And ilk a those dames had	26
her rainbow huemoures yet for whilko her whims but he coined a	27
cure. Tifftiff today, kissykissy tonay and agelong pine tomauran-	28
na. Then who but Crippled-with-Children would speak up for	29
Dropping-with-Sweat?	30
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Sold him her lease of ninenineninetee,	32
Tresses undresses so dyedyedaintee,	33
Goo, the groot gudgeon, gulped it all.	34
Hoo was the C. O. D.?	35
Bum!	36

P. 103

At Island Bridge she met her tide.	1
Attabom, attabom, attabombomboom!	2
The Fin had a flux and his Ebba a ride.	3
Attabom, attabom, attabombomboom!	4
We're all up to the years in hues and cribies.	5
That's what she's done for wee!	6
Woe!	7
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Nomad may roam with Nabuch but let naaman laugh at Jor-	9
dan! For we, we have taken our sheet upon her stones where we	10
have hanged our hearts in her trees; and we list, as she bibs us,	11
by the waters of babalong.	12

P. 104

In the name of Annah the Allmaziful, the Everliving, the	1
Bringer of Plurabilities, haloed be her eve, her singtime sung, her	2
rill be run, unhemmed as it is uneven!	3
Her untitled mamafesta memorialising the Mosthighest has	4
gone by many names at disjointed times. Thus we hear of, The	5

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The proteiform graph itself is a polyhedron of scripture.	8
There was a time when naif alphabetters would have written it	9
down the tracing of a purely deliquescent recidivist, possibly	10
ambidextrous, snubnosed probably and presenting a strangely	11
profound rainbowl in his (or her) occiput. To the hardily curio-	12
sing entomophilust then it has shown a very sexmosaic of nym-	13
phosis in which the eternal chimerahunter Oriolopos, now frond	14
of sugars, then lief of saults, the sensory crowd in his belly	15
coupled with an eye for the goods trooth bewilderblissed by	16
their night effluvia with guns like drums and fondlers like forceps	17
persequestellates his vanessas from flore to flore. Somehows this	18
sounds like the purest kidooleyoon wherein our madernacerution	19
of lour lore is rich. All's so herou from us him in a kitchernott	20
darkness, by hasard and worn rolls arered, we must grope on till	21
Zerogh hour like pou owl giaours as we are would we salve aught	22
of moments for our aysore today. Amousin though not but. Closer	23
inspection of the bordereau would reveal a multiplicity of person-	24
alities inflicted on the documents or document and some prevision	25
of virtual crime or crimes might be made by anyone unwary	26
enough before any suitable occasion for it or them had so far	27
managed to happen along. In fact, under the closed eyes of the in-	28
spectors the traits featuring the chiaroscuro coalesce, their con-	29
trarieties eliminated, in one stable somebody similarly as by the	30
providential warring of heartshaker with housebreaker and of	31
dramdrinker against freethinker our social something bowls along	32
bumpily, experiencing a jolting series of prearranged disappoint-	33
ments, down the long lane of (it's as semper as oxhousehumper!	34
generations, more generations and still more generations.	35
Say, baroun lousadoor, who in hallhagal wrote the durn thing	36

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anyhow? Erect, beseated, mountback, against a partywall, below	1
freezigrade, by the use of quill or style, with turbid or pellucid	2
mind, accompanied or the reverse by mastication, interrupted	3
by visit of seer to scribe or of scribe to site, atwixt two showers	4
or atosst of a trike, rained upon or blown around, by a right-	5
down regular racer from the soil or by a too pained whittlewit	6
laden with the loot of learning?	7
Now, patience; and remember patience is the great thing, and	8
above all things else we must avoid anything like being or be-	9
coming out of patience. A good plan used by worried business	10
folk who may not have had many momentums to master Kung's	11
doctrine of the meang or the propriety codestruces of Carpri-	12
mustimus is just to think of all the sinking fund of patience pos-	13
sessed in their conjoint names by both brothers Bruce with whom	14
are incorporated their Scotch spider and Elberfeld's Calculating	15
Horses. If after years upon years of delving in ditches dark one	16
tubthumper more than others, Kinihoun or Kahanan, giardarner	17
or mear measenmanonger, has got up for the darnall same pur-	18
pose of reassuring us with all the barbar of the Carrageehouse	19
that our great ascendant was properly speaking three syllables	20
less than his own surname (yes, yes, less!), that the ear of Fionn	21
Earwicker aforetime was the trademark of a broadcaster with	22
wicker local jargon for an ace's patent (Hear! Calls! Everywhair!)	23
then as to this radiooscillating epiepistle to which, cotton, silk or	24
samite, kohol, gall or brickdust, we must ceaselessly return, where-	25
abouts exactly at present in Siam, Hell or Tophet under that	26
glorisol which plays touraloup with us in this Aludin's Cove of	27
our cagacity is that bright soandsuch to slip us the dinkum oil?	28
Naysayers we know. To conclude purely negatively from the	29
positive absence of political odia and monetary requests that its	30
page cannot ever have been a penproduct of a man or woman of	31
that period or those parts is only one more unlookedfor conclu-	32
sion leaped at, being tantamount to inferring from the nonpre-	33
sence of inverted commas (sometimes called quotation marks)	34
on any page that its author was always constitutionally incapable	35
of misappropriating the spoken words of others.	36

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Here let a few artifacts fend in their own favour. The river felt	1
she wanted salt. That was just where Brien came in. The country	2
asked for bearspaw for dindin! And boundin aboundin it got it	3
surly. We who live under heaven, we of the clovery kingdom,	4
we middlesins people have often watched the sky overreaching	5
the land. We suddenly have. Our isle is Sainge. The place. That	6
stern chuckler Mayhappy Mayhapnot, once said to repeation	7
in that lutran conservatory way of his that Isitachapel-Asitalukin	8
was the one place, ult aut nult, in this madh vaal of tares (whose	9
verdhure's yellowed therever Phaiton parks his car while its	10
tamelised tay is the drame of Drainophilias) where the possible	11
was the improbable and the improbable the inevitable. If the pro-	12
verbial bishop of our holy and undivided with this me ken or no	13
me ken Zot is the Quiztune havvermashed had his twoe nails	14
on the head we are in for a sequentiality of improbable possibles	15
though possibly nobody after having grubbed up a lock of cwold	16
cworn aboove his subject probably in Harrystotalies or the vivle	17
will go out of his way to applaud him on the onboiassed back of	18
his remark for utterly impossible as are all these events they are	19
probably as like those which may have taken place as any others	20
which never took person at all are ever likely to be. Ahahn!	21
About that original hen. Midwinter (fruur or kuur?) was in the	22
offing and Premver a promise of a pril when, as kischabrigies sang	23
life's old sahatsong, an iceclad shiverer, merest of bantlings ob-	24
served a cold fowl behaviourising strangely on that fatal midden	25
or chip factory or comicalbottomed copsjute (dump for short)	26
afterwards changed into the orangery when in the course of	27
deeper demolition unexpectedly one bushman's holiday its limon	28
threw up a few spontaneous fragments of orangepeel, the last	29
remains of an outdoor meal by some unknown sunseeker or place-	30
hider illico way back in his mistridden past. What child of a strand-	31
looper but keepy little Kevin in the despondful surrounding of	32
such sneezing cold would ever have trouved up on a strate that	33
was called strete a motive for future saintity by euchring the	34
finding of the Ardagh chalice by another heily innocent and	35
beachwalker whilst trying with pious clamour to wheedle Tip-	36

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peraw raw raw reeraw puteters out of Now Sealand in spignt	1
of the patchpurple of the massacre, a dual a duel to die to	2
day, goddam and biggod, sticks and stanks, of most of the	3
Jacobiters.	4
The bird in the case was Belinda of the Dorans, a more than	5
quinquegintarian (Terziis prize with Serni medal, Cheepalizzy's	6
Hane Exposition) and what she was scratching at the hour of	7
klokking twelve looked for all this zogzag world like a goodish-	8
sized sheet of letterpaper originating by transhipt from Boston	9
(Mass.) of the last of the first to Dear whom it proceded to	10
mention Maggy well & allathome's health well only the hate	11
turned the mild on the van Houtens and the general's elections	12
with a lovely face of some born gentleman with a beautiful present	13
of wedding cakes for dear thankyou Chriesty and with grand	14
funferall of poor Father Michael don't forget unto life's & Muggy	15
well how are you Maggy & hopes soon to hear well & must now	16
close it with fondest to the twoinns with four crosskisses for holy	17
paul holey comer holipoli whollyisland pee ess from (locust may	18
eat all but this sign shall they never) affectionate largelooking	19
tache of tch. The stain, and that a teastain (the overcautelousness	20
of the masterbilker here, as usual, signing the page away), marked	21
it off on the spout of the moment as a genuine relique of ancient	22
Irish pleasant pottery of that lydialike languishing class known as	23
a hurry-me-o'er-the-hazy.	24

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pheph go gossip, I declare to man! Noe! To all's much relief	18
one's half hypothesis of that jabberjaw ape amok the showering	19
jestnuts of Bruisanose was hotly dropped and his room taken up	20
by that odious and still today insufficiently malestimated note-	21
snatcher (kak, pfooi, bosh and fiety, much earny, Gus, poteen?	22
Sez you!) Shem the Penman.	23
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