Can't hear with the waters of. The chittering waters
of. Flittering bats, fieldmice bawk talk. Ho! Are you not gone ahome?
What Thom Malone? Can't hear with bawk of bats, all thim liffeying waters
of. Ho, talk save us! My foos won't moos. I feel as old as yonder elm.
A tale told of Shaun or Shem? All Livia's daughtersons. Dark hawks hear
us. Night! Night! My ho head halls. I feel as heavy as yonder stone. Tell
me of John or Shaun? Who were Shem and Shaun the living sons or daughter
of? Night now! Tell me, tell me, tell me, elm! Night night! Telmetale
of stem or stone. Beside the vivering waters of, hitherandthithering waters