403.01 Hark!
403.02 Tolv two elf kater ten (it can't be) sax.
403.03 Hork!
403.04 Pedwar pemp foify tray (it must be) twelve.
403.05 And low stole o'er the stillness the heartbeats of sleep.
403.06 White fogbow spans. The arch embattled. Mark as capsules.
403.07 The nose of the man who was nought like the nasoes. It is self-
403.08 tinted, wrinkling, ruddled. His kep is a gorsecone. He am Gascon
403.09 Titubante of Tegmine – sub – Fagi whose fixtures are mobil-
403.10 ing so wobiling befear my remembrandts. She, exhibit next, his
403.11
Anastashie. She has prayings in lowdelph. Zeehere green egg-
403.12 brooms. What named blautoothdmand is yon who stares? Gu-
403.13 gurtha! Gugurtha! He has becco of wild hindigan. Ho, he hath
403.14 hornhide! And hvis now is for you. Pensée! The most beautiful
403.15 of woman of the veilch veilchen veilde. She would kidds to my
403.16 voult of my palace, with obscidian luppas, her aal in her dhove's
403.17 suckling. Apagemonite! Come not nere! Black! Switch out!
403.18 Methought as I was dropping asleep somepart in nonland of
403.19 where's please (and it was when you and they were we) I heard
403.20 at zero hour as 'twere the peal of vixen's laughter among mid-
403.21 night's chimes from out the belfry of the cute old speckled church
403.22 tolling so faint a goodmantrue as nighthood's unseen violet
403.23 rendered all animated greatbritish and Irish objects nonviewable
403.24 to human watchers save 'twere perchance anon some glistery
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