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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