to see the fallensickners aping the buckleybackers and the very character of our truefalluses. Bapsbaps Bomslinger! — How mielodorous is thy name; shout! — My God^ alas, that dear olt tiuntiim home Whereof in youthfood port I preyed Amook the verdigrassy convict vaUsall dcqes. And cloitered for amourmeant in thy faustive halls, O Truiga, when thy green woods went dry but there is many asleeps between someathome’s first and duvlin after, when he stop look sick us a daintical