Saturday, September 6, 2014

FW 1.68i --prankquean's second visit--

1.68a: It was of a night, late, lang time agone, in an auldstane eld, when Adam was delvin...
1.68b: and Jarl van Hoother had his burnt head high up in his lamphouse, laying cold hands on himself...
1.68c: And, be dermot, who come to the keep of his inn only the niece-of-his-in-law, the prankquean...
1.68d: And spoke she to the dour in her petty perusienne: Mark the Wans, why do I am alook alike...
1.68e: And Jarl van Hoother warlessed after her with soft dovesgall: Stop deef stop come back to my earin...
1.68f: And the prankquean went for her forty years' walk in Tourlemonde and she washed the blessings...
1.68g: So then she started to rain and to rain and, be redtom, she was back again at Jarl van Hoother's...
1.68h: And Jarl von Hoother had his baretholobruised heels drowned in his cellarmalt, shaking warm hands...
1.68i: And the prankquean nipped a paly one and lit up again and redcocks flew flackering from the hillcombs...
1.68k: So her madesty a forethought set down a jiminy and took up a jiminy and all the lilipath ways...
1.68l: And there was a wild old grannewwail that laurency night of starshootings somewhere in Erio...
1.68m: So then she started raining, raining, and in a pair of changers, be dom ter, she was back again...
1.68n: And Jarl von Hoother had his hurricane hips up to his pantrybox, ruminating in his holdfour stomachs...
1.68o: And the prankquean picked a blank and lit out and the valleys lay twinkling. And she made her wittest...
1.68p: For like the campbells acoming with a fork lance of lightning, Jarl von Hoother Boanerges himself...
1.68q: in his broadginger hat and his civic chollar and his allabuff hemmed and his bullbraggin soxangloves...
1.68r: And he clopped his rude hand to his eacy hitch and he ordurd and his thick spch spck for her to shut...
1.68s: And they all drank free. For one man in his armour was a fat match always for any girls under shurts...
1.68t: Saw fore shalt thou sea. Betoun ye and be. The prankquean was to hold her dummyship and the jimminies...


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FDV: "And the prankwench said to the wicked. I want ?2 cupsa porterpeace. But the wicked handworded. Shut." →
"And the prankwench picked a paly one & made witter before the wicked. Why do I liking 2 poss of porterpeace. But the wicked handworded her grace. Shut. "


And the prankquean nipped a paly one and lit up again

snipped
fdv "picked"

white rose: York

lit up a cigarette?


and redcocks flew flackering from the hillcombs.

VI.B14.104: 'red cock'
colloquial red cock: euphemism for arson
"redtom... redcocks"

flickering
German flackern: to flare, to flicker

VI.B3.20: '2 hilltops'

cock's comb (of rooster or jester)




And she made her witter before the wicked, saying:

made water = peed

dialect witter: mark, sign
German Gewitter: storm
whiter
wetter

wicket
obsolete wicket: female pudendum

below "the wicked" is a person


Mark the Twy, why do I am alook alike two poss of porterpease?

Mark Twain
obsolete twy: twice

WhyDoIAmAlook

a al al p pp

two pots of porter, please


And: Shut! says the wicked, handwording her madesty.

shit!

German antworten: Dutch antwoorden: to answer
handwork, handiwork

majesty
modesty
maid, handmaid




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