form out of date like sick owls hawked back to Athens: and the heron’s plumes sinistrant to the next place, till their hour vith their scene be struck for myself only of trifid tongues^ the whispered wilfulness, (^tis demonal!) and sha- dows shadows muldplicating (il folsoletto nel falsoletto col fazzolotto dal fuzzolezzo),^ to- tients quotients, they tackle their quarrel. Sicka- moor’s so woful sally. Ancient's aerger. And eachway bothwise glory signs. What if she knew how rich I was babbeing and yetaghain bubbering, bibbelboy, me marrues me shkewers me gnaas me fiet, tob tob tob beat it,