and after stop do please stop, and O ye ! I, the mightif beam maircanny, which bit his mirth too early or met his birth the weibduck will wail bittemly over the surfers of the risen sun, (see other oriel) shall give to one on the fulmament he gaped in wulderment, his on- satumcast eyes in bluesackin shoeings. Peaky booky nose over a hup a ’ chee, her eys