To the Very Honourable The Memory of Disgrace, the Most Noble, Sometime Sweepyard at the Service of the Writer. Salu- tem dicint. The just defunct Mrs Sanders who (the Loyd insure her!) I was shift and shuft too, with her shester Mrs … [Leer más...]
FW 412.29-413.02
Proceding, I will say it is also one of my avowal's intentions, at some time pease Pod pluse murthers of gout (when I am not prepared to say) so apt as my pen is upt to scratch, to compound quite the makings of … [Leer más...]
FW 412.12-29 Shaun the fiery boy
— It is a confoundyous injective so to say, Shaun the fiery boy shouted, naturally incensed, as he shook the red pepper out of his auricles. And another time please confine your glaring in- tinuations to some other mordant body. … [Leer más...]
FW 411.36-412.12 Buccinate in neomenia tuba
What's pork to you means meat to me while you behold how I be eld. But it is grandiose by my ways of thinking from the prophecies. New worlds for all! And they were scotographically arranged for gentlemen only by … [Leer más...]
FW 411.21-36 “ese tono caperucitoverde”
— And it is the fullsoot of a tarabred. Yet one minute's ob- servation, dear dogmestic Shaun, as we point out how you have while away painted our town a wearing greenridinghued. — O murder mere, how did you hear? Shaun replied, smoil- ing … [Leer más...]