riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.
[last sentence of the book, p 628]
A way a lone a last a loved a long the
p 5
Mister Funn, you're going to be fined again!
p 18
Mutt -- Ore you astoneaged, jute you?(Stoop) If you are abcdminded, to this claybook, what curios of signs (please stoop), in this allaphbed.
meandertale
[F]ace to [F]ace [letters pivoted 90 degrees, first to the right, then to the left]
p 19
See the snake wurrums everyside. Our durlbin is sworming in sneaks.
p 20
omniboss
p 40
Downlairy [Dun Laoghaire]
p 54
Oilbeam they're lost we've found rerembrandtsers, their hours to date link these heirs to here but wowhere are those yours of Yesterdays?
p 155
vremiament, tu cesses
p 156
preprocession and proprecession, duplicity and diplussedly
p 157
And bullfolly answered volleyball.
p 159
for a thousand of tears had gone eon her and her muddied name was Missisliffi
p 214
Lord help you, Maria, full of grease, the load is with me!
p 260-308
Chapter with special layout:
central column, with margin annotations,
in italics on the left, in capitals on the right;
and numbered footnotes at the bottom.
p 290
...niche of time...Note 1
Muckross Abbey with the creepers taken off.
p 338-355
Theatre dialog between BUTT and TAFF
p 383
— Three quarks for Muster Mark!
Sure he hasn't got much of a bark
And sure any he has it's all beside the mark.
But O, Wreneagle Almighty, wouldn't un be a sky of a lark
To see that old buzzard whooping about for uns shirt in the dark
And the hunting round for uns speckled trousers around by Palmerstown Park?
Hohohoho, moulty Mark!
You're the rummest old rooster ever flopped out of a Noah's ark
And you think you're cock of the wark.
Fowls, up! Tristy's the spry young spark
That'll tread her and wed her and bed her and red her
Without ever winking the tail of a feather
And that's how that chap's going to make his money and mark!
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