Finnegans Wake Concordex
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[1:1 25.1] you presents, won't we, fenians? And il isn't our spittle we'll stint
[1:1 27.2] truth! No isn't it, roman pathoricks? You were the doublejoynted
[1:1 27.35] didn't we, sharestutterers? So you won't be up a stump entirely.
[1:1 28.2] herself that's fine, too, don't be talking! Shirksends? You storyan
[1:2 45.23] Arrah, why, says you, couldn't he manage it?
[1:2 47.18] Won't there be earwigs on the green?
[1:5 109.30] an expert, don't you know? Who in his heart doubts either that
[1:6 141.26] he isn't?
[1:6 145.18] Can't you read by dazzling ones through me true? Bite my
[1:6 148.1] whisping? Is it not divinely deluscious? But in't it bafforyou?
[1:7 204.4] for balm! O, wasn't he the bold priest? And wasn't she the
[1:7 207.21] Describe her! Hustle along, why can't you? Spitz on the iern
[2:8 248.18] when he beetles backwards, ain't I fly? Pull the boughpee to see
[2:9 304.19] for me! Didn't he now, Nubilina? Tiny Mite,
[2:10 322.26] where. Isn't that effect? gig for gag, asked there three
[2:10 345.8] doze soze, sopprused though he is) Grot Zot ! You hidn't the hurts?
[2:10 348.2] sever! Worn't you aid a comp?
[2:10 366.16] Saturnay Eve, how now, woren't we't?), to see, I say, whoahoa, in stay
[2:11 392.2] ah, now, forget and forgive (don't we all?) and, sure, he was only
[3:12 418.23] Or Culex feel etchy if Pulex don't wake him?
[3:12 419.8] But, Holy Saltmartin, why can't you beat time?
[3:12 422.23] -- Well it is partly my own, isn't it? and you may, ought and
[3:12 424.16] You will now, goodness, won't you? Why?
[3:13 459.22] once well he be betray himself. Can't you understand? O bother,
[3:13 462.25] Leperstown. But soft! Can't be? Do mailstanes mumble? Lumtum
[3:13 465.3] scandal in her bosky old delltangle. You don't reckoneyes him? He's
[3:14 521.8] round your draphole (isn't it dram disgusting?) for the whole
[3:14 560.33] da Brozzo! Isn't that terribly nice of them? You can ken that they
[3:14 576.8] won't you, pango with Pepigi? Not for Nancy, how dare you do !
[3:14 587.19] didn't he, Jimmy? -- Who true to me? Sish! Honeysuckler,
[4:15 621.14] the tay. Is't you fain for a roost brood? Oaxmealturn, all out of
[4:15 624.23] won't you, dowling? Wordherfhull Ohldhbhoy! And you won't
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