But the strangest thing happened. Backscuttling for the hop off with the odds altogether in favour of his tumbling into the river, Jaun just then I saw to collect from the gentlest weaner among the weiners, (who by this were in … [Leer más...]
470.11-21 (Se ha ido) pero llegan las alabanzas,
A dream of favours, a favourable dream. They know how they believe that they believe that they know. Wherefore they wail. Eh jourd'weh! Oh jourd'woe! dosiriously it psalmodied. Gues- turn's lothlied answring to-maronite's … [Leer más...]
469.35-470.10 (las chicas reaniman a Jaun, que ahora sabe español –como San Juan de la Cruz– después de lo que ha pasado. Qué ha pasado? Ha pasado al otro mundo)
don't you wish you'd a yoke or a bit in your mouth, repulsing all attempts at first hands on, as no es nada, our greatly misunderstood one we perceived to give himself some sort of a hermetic prod or kick to sit up and take … [Leer más...]
469.28-35 (Shaun, ahora Jaun, ha partido ya, y es recogido por las 29 chicas, que llegan en carros)
After poor Jaun the Boast's last fireless words of postludium of his soapbox speech ending in'sheaven, twentyaid add one with a flirt of wings were pouring to his bysistance (could they snip that curl of curls to lay with … [Leer más...]
469.24-28 (Shaun se esfuma en el aire, como en un truco de magia)
I bless alls to the whished with this panromain apological which Watllwewhistlem sang to the kerrycoys. Break ranks! After wage-of-battle bother I am thinking most. Fik yew! I'm through. Won. Toe. Adry. You watch my … [Leer más...]