1.14a: How bootifull and how truetowife of her, when strengly forebidden, to steal our historic presents...
She is livving in our midst of debt and laffing through all plores for us (her birth is uncontrollable)...
Gricks may rise and Troysirs fall (there being two sights for ever a picture) for in the byways...
Let young wimman run away with the story and let young min talk smooth behind the butteler's back...
Though the length of the land lies under liquidation (floote!) and there's nare a hairbrow...
And even if Humpty shell fall frumpty times as awkward again in the beardsboosoloom of all our grand...
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synopsis: her stolen presents — her role in life
Let young wimman run away with the story
and let young min talk smooth behind the butteler's back.
AngloIrish accent: min: men
Dutch min: love; wet nurse
German Bettler: beggar
She knows her knight's duty while Luntum sleeps.
"She" = ALP
duty = religious obligation?
Luntum = HCE
l'intime? French 'the intimate one'
'While London's Fast Asleep' ♬ is a tearjerker
about homelessness and suicide by the author of 'Bicycle Built for Two'.
[lyrics] [sheetmusic] (Spotify has a version by Roy Hudd.)
Did ye save any tin? says he. Did I what? with a grin says she.
tin = money
And we all like a marriedann because she is mercenary.
Pont Marie, Paris (bridges of Paris)
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