on first hearing comes of love by second sight. Have your little sintalks in the pantry bay. Down among the dust- bins let him rest, thou wayfarre, and take pettest of all. Holy petter and take seidens when I’m not ploughed first by ones and twos, then by threes and fours, at last eliminating from all their rage. But you understood, nodst.^ I always adored your hand. So could I too nerve myself to you, qua you, prior to this, by a vuncular process to Nurus and Noverca, those notorious nepotists, circumpictified in their customary manner by dropping kneedeep in tears over their brash bodies. How