Countenancewhose disparition afflictedly fond Fuinn feels. Winner of thegamings, primed at the studience, propredicted from the story-bouts, the choice of ages wise! Spickspookspokesman of ourspecturesque silentiousness! Musha, beminded of us out … [Leer más...]
427.17-29 ere themorning of light calms our hardest throes
Well, (how dire do we thee hours when thylike fades!) all's dalland youllow and it is to bedowern that thou art passing hence,mine bruder, able Shaun, with a twhisking of the robe, ere themorning of light calms our hardest throes, beyond cods' … [Leer más...]
427.09-16 And the stellas were shinings.
Gaogaogaone! Tapaa! And the stellas were shinings. And the earthnight strewedaromatose. His pibrook creppt mong the donkness. A reek waswaft on the luftstream. He was ours, all fragrance. And we werehis for a lifetime. … [Leer más...]
426.26-427.08 and falls, with corks, staves and treeleaves
the dreamskhwindel necklassoed him,his thumbs fell into his fists and, lusosing the harmonical balanceof his ballbearing extremities, by the holy kettle, like a flask oflightning over he careened (O the sons of the fathers!) by themightyfine weight … [Leer más...]
427.08-16 and the stellas were shinings
Gaogaogaone! Tapaa! And the stellas were shinings. And the earthnight strewedaromatose. His pibrook creppt mong the donkness. A reek waswaft on the luftstream. He was ours, all fragrance. And we werehis for a lifetime. … [Leer más...]