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[1:4 92.32] dark deepdeep of his shayshaun.
[1:4 94.11] ma make merry and sissy so shy and rubbed some shine off Shem
[1:4 94.12] and put some shame into Shaun. Yet Una and Ita spill famine
[1:4 98.5] shunshema!) this country of exile, sloughed off,sidleshomed via the
[1:5 125.23] Sez you!) Shem the Penman.
[1:6 126.4] (Shaun Mac Irewick, briefdragger, for the concern of Messrs
[1:6 169.8] Shem is as short for Shemus as Jem is joky for Jacob. A few
[1:6 169.18] Shem's bodily getup, it seems, included an adze of a skull, an
[1:6 169.27] bladder tristended, so much so that young Master Shemmy on
[1:6 170.22] wrong, so Shem himself, the doctator, took the cake, the correct
[1:6 170.25] Shem was a sham and a low sham and his lowness creeped out
[1:6 177.5] hemiparalysed by the tong warfare and all the shemozzle, (Daily
[1:6 177.23] a gipsy's bar (Shem always blaspheming, so holy writ, Billy, he
[1:6 179.6] shoot shy Shem should the shit show his shiny shnout out
[1:6 180.6] Lil Shemlockup Yellin (geewhiz, jew ear that far! soap ewer!
[1:6 182.17] margins of this rancid Shem stuff the evilsmeller (who was
[1:6 185.35] till last alshemist wrote over every square inch of the only
[1:6 187.34] ere you be back for ever till I give you your talkingto! Shem
[1:6 187.36] shemeries. Where have you been in the uterim, enjoying yourself
[1:6 190.33] by lamplight, antinos, shemming amid everyone's repressed
[1:6 193.28] Shem, you are. Sh! You are mad!
[1:7 206.11] lampion, off one of her swapsons, Shaun the Post, and then she
[1:7 207.25] washemeskad, the carishy caratimaney? Whole lady fair?
[1:7 211.31] stamps, for Shemus O'Shaun the Post; a jackal with hide for
[1:7 212.18] shamemaid, love shone befond her tears as from Shem, her penmight,
[1:7 215.35] as yonder elm. A tale told of Shaun or Shem? All Livia's
[1:7 216.1] as heavy as yonder stone. Tell me of John or Shaun? Who were
[1:7 216.2] Shem and Shaun the living sons or daughters of? Night now!
[2:8 249.28] All point in the shem direction as if to shun.
[2:10 312.30] wanderlook, having their ceilidhe gailydhe in his shaunty irish.
[2:10 317.29] because of his sosuch. Uglymand fit himshemp but throats fill us
[2:11 397.31] Senchus Mor, by his fellow girl, the Mrs Shemans, in her summer
[3:12 404.7] ground all vociferated echoating: Shaun! Shaun! Post the post!
[3:12 405.2] Shaun himself.
[3:12 405.7] dunkey. Yet methought Shaun (holy messonger angels be
[3:12 405.9] random ever!) Shaun in proper person (now may all the
[3:12 407.13] greengrown deeper I heard a voice, the voce of Shaun, vote of
[3:12 407.28] rest down? Shaun yawned, as his general address rehearsal,
[3:12 408.34] Shaunti and shaunti and shaunti again! And twelve coolinder moons!
[3:12 409.8] -- But have we until now ever besought you, dear Shaun, we
[3:12 409.11] -- Goodbye now, Shaun replied, with a voice pure as a
[3:12 409.33] -- Forgive me, Shaun repeated from his liquid lipes, not what
[3:12 410.20] -- We expect you are, honest Shaun, we agreed, but from
[3:12 410.24] -- As, Shaun replied patly, with tootlepick tact too and a
[3:12 410.28] -- Would you mind telling us, Shaun honey, beg little big
[3:12 410.31] -- Here! Shaun replied, while he was fondling one of his
[3:12 411.23] observation, dear dogmestic Shaun, as we point out how you have
[3:12 411.25] -- O murder mere, how did you hear? Shaun replied,
[3:12 412.13] -- It is a confoundyous injective so to say, Shaun the fiery
[3:12 413.30] wholetrouz! Otherwise, frank Shaun, we pursued, what would
[3:12 413.32] -- Hooraymost! None whomsoever, Shaun replied, Heavenly
[3:12 414.14] -- So vi et! we responded. Song! Shaun, song! Have mood!
[3:12 414.16] -- I apologuise, Shaun began, but I would rather spinooze
[3:12 419.19] anaglyptics of those shemletters patent for His Christian's Em?
[3:12 419.20] -- Greek! Hand it to me ! Shaun replied, plosively pointing to
[3:12 420.17] Letter, carried of Shaun, son of Hek, written of Shem, brother
[3:12 420.18] of Shaun, uttered for Alp, mother of Shem, for Hek, father of
[3:12 420.19] Shaun. Initialled. Gee. Gone. 29 Hardware Saint. Lendet till
[3:12 421.15] -- Kind Shaun, we all requested, much as we hate to say it,
[3:12 421.21] -- CelebrAted! Shaun replied under the sheltar of his
[3:12 421.25] to describe Mr O'Shem the Draper with before letter as should
[3:12 422.19] -- May we petition you, Shaun illustrious, then, to put his
[3:12 422.24] welcome, Shaun replied, taking at the same time, as his hunger
[3:12 423.1] jameymock farceson in Shemish like a mouther of the incas with
[3:12 423.15] that unbloody housewarmer, Shem Skrivenitch, always cutting
[3:12 424.14] -- But for what, thrice truthful teller, Shaun of grace? weakly
[3:12 424.17] -- For his root language, if you ask me whys, Shaun replied,
[3:12 424.23] language. But you could come near it, we do suppose, strong Shaun
[3:12 424.25] -- Peax! Peax! Shaun replied in vealar penultimatum. 'Tis
[3:12 425.3] Shemese?
[3:12 425.7] ingenious Shaun, we still so fancied, if only you would take your
[3:12 425.9] -- Undoubtedly but that is show, Shaun replied, the
[3:12 426.1] and oath by the awe of Shaun (and that's a howl of a name!) that
[3:12 427.19] mine bruder, able Shaun, with a twhisking of the robe, ere the
[3:13 442.22] dumb well soon show him what the Shaun way is like how we'll
[3:13 462.8] what though Shaunathaun is in his fail! To stir up love's young
[3:13 464.13] his buttinghole of Shemuel Tulliver, me grandsourd, the old
[3:14 489.28] my shemblable! My freer! I call you my halfbrother because
[3:14 526.14] Shem and Shaun and the shame that sunders em.
[3:14 530.4] shamshemshowman has been complaining to the police barracks and
[3:14 533.34] Pimpim's Ornery forninehalf. Shaun Shemsen saywhen saywhen.
[3:14 552.9] Shemites, retrace !: horns, hush ! no barkeys ! hereround is't
[3:14 558.23] ripping time with gleeful cries of what is nice toppingshaun made
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