182.01 shamiana, how few or how many of the most venerated public

182.02 impostures, how very many piously forged palimpsests slipped

182.03 in the first place by this morbid process from his pelagiarist pen?

182.04 Be that as it may, but for that light phantastic of his gnose's

182.05 glow as it slid lucifericiously within an inch of its page (he would

182.06 touch at its from time to other, the red eye of his fear in

182.07 saddishness, to ensign the colours by the beerlitz in his mathness

182.08 and his educandees to outhue to themselves in the cries of girl-

182.09 glee: gember ! inkware ! chonchambre ! cinsero ! zinnzabar ! tinc-

182.10 ture and gin!) Nibs never would have quilled a seriph to

182.11 sheepskin. By that rosy lampoon's effluvious burning and with

182.12 help of the simulchronic flush in his pann (a ghinee a ghirk he

182.13 ghets there!) he scrabbled and scratched and scriobbled and

182.14 skrevened nameless shamelessness about everybody ever he met,

182.15 even sharing a precipitation under the idlish tarriers' umbrella

182.16 of a showerproof wall, while all over up and down the four

182.17 margins of this rancid Shem stuff the evilsmeller (who was

182.18 devoted to Uldfadar Sardanapalus) used to stipple endlessly

182.19 inartistic portraits of himself in the act of reciting old

182.20 Nichiabelli's monolook interyerear Hanno, o Nonanno, acce'l

182.21 brubblemm'as, ser Autore, q.e.d., a heartbreakingly handsome

182.22 young paolo with love lyrics for the goyls in his eyols, a plain-

182.23 tiff's tanner vuice, a jucal inkome of one hundred and thirtytwo

182.24 dranchmas per yard from Broken Hill stranded estate, Came-

182.25 breech mannings, cutting a great dash in a brandnew two guinea

182.26 dress suit and a burled hogsford hired for a Fursday evenin

182.27 merry pawty, anna loavely long pair of inky Italian moostarshes

182.28 glistering with boric vaseline and frangipani. Puh! How un-

182.29 whisperably so!

182.30 The house O'Shea or O'Shame, Quivapieno, known as the

182.31 Haunted Inkbottle, no number Brimstone Walk, Asia in Ireland,

182.32 as it was infested with the raps, with his penname SHUT sepia-

182.33 scraped on the doorplate and a blind of black sailcloth over its

182.34 wan phwinshogue, in which the soulcontracted son of the secret

182.35 cell groped through life at the expense of the taxpayers, dejected

182.36 into day and night with jesuit bark and bitter bite, calico-

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