0 Be that as it may, but for that light phantastic of his gnose's glow as it
    slid lucifericiously within an inch of its page (he touch at its from time
    to other, the red eye of his fear in saddishness, to ensign the colours by
    the beerlitz in his mathness and his educandees to outhue to themselves in
    the cries of girl-glee: gember! inkware! chonchambre! cinsero! zinnzabar!
  5 tincture and gin!) Nibs never would have quilled a seriph to sheepskin. By
    that rosy lampoon's effluvious burning and with help of the simulchronic
    flush in his pann (a ghinee a ghirk he ghets there!) he scrabbled and
    scratched and scriobbled and skrevened namelesss shamelessness about
    everybody ever he met, even sharing a precipitation under the idlish
 10 tarriers' umbrella of a showerproof wall, while all over up and down the
    four margins of this rancid Shem stuff the evilsmeller (who was devoted to
    Uldfadar Sardanapalus) used to stipple endlessly inartistic portraits of
    himself in the act of reciting old Nichiabilli's monolook interyerear
    Hanno, o Nonanno, acce'l brubblemm'as, ser Autore, q.e.d., a
 15 heartbreakingly handsome young paolo with love lyrics for the goyls in his
    eyols, a plain-tiff's tanner vuice, a jucal inkome of one hundred and
    thirtytwo dranchmas per yard from Broken Hill stranded estate, Camebreech
    mannings, cutting a great dash in a brandnew two guinea dress suit and a
    burled hogsford hired for a Fursday evenin merry pawty, anna loavely long
 20 pair of inky Italian moostarshes glistering with boric vaseline and
    frangipani. Puh! How unwhisperably so!