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[119] LIMERICKS ADVENT God is coming in the air ; Marys cunt is on his face. With her hands she frigs apace ; All the angels stand and stare. Jesus sniggers Ah, mon père ! Cherubs whisper See them race ! God is coming in the air ; Marys cunt is on his face. Now the Ghost is in despair. Did he pity Josephs case ? Now a perfume fills the place, And the heavenly host declare God is coming in the air.
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OUTSIDE THE SPANISH CLOISTER (ODE TO A.W.P. ESQ.) Foetus-face ! I hate your swinish Snivels against what is good. Mixed with pseudo-libertinish Would-be-naughty-if-you-could Show of dirty words from drabs Picked up east of Leicester Square. Yes ! The Ocean hath its crabs. (Otherwise ? Bah ! God knows where.) Climb the Matterhorn with porters To pretend you need no guide ! You O God ! seduce the daughters That smile smugly at your side. You the debauchee of Zermatt ! ! You ! Who cannot see a snub. Skin-thick ! Skull-thick ! παχυs δεqματο…
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PROLOGUE Good, by Jesus ! cried the Countess, as, with her fat arse poised warily over the ascetic face of the Archbishop, she lolloped a great gob of greasy spend from the throat of her bulging cunt into the gaping mouth of the half-choked ecclesiastic. It is well, my daughter, if thou art pleased, he replied, when he had swallowed the cachet of her emotions. But my venerable pudendum asks at- tention. It shall have it, father ! said the lady, and forthwith she caught his purple-knobbed pillar in her hands, and violently rubbed i…
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…roduce a cockstand or its semblance in his shrunken anatomy. Lady B....e, displaying the magnificent rolls of her saucy spleuchan in his face, completed the con- quest. The K..g smiled again. England was saved ! But o Q...n A.......a ! was it fair to those who had resuscitated your royal consorts drooping dolly from an early grave to rush in as you did, get astride the now standing leather-stretcher of the dilapidated monarch, catch it in your grey, your scraggy, your mucus-dripping, your cold and stale- smelling cellar-door, and by the furiou…
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…ed the echo of a pitiful cry apparently proceeding from a house which stood upon the quay. A smile of pleasure chased the frown from his face. In a few moments came the sound of softly running feet upon the road, and a dishevelled woman with a face set hard like ivory dipped into the light. A movement his strong nervous hand pressed me back she stood upon [11]
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…ce of God ? Yet, for His Glory, I proceed. I have used it to climb the most inaccessible rocks : the Mittleggi Grat of the Eiger, the N. face of the Matterhorn, the E. face of the Zinal-Rothhorn, whose last 50 feet baffled the unequalled Bletzerstoch ; all, all have fallen before the dauntless dexterity by which I have thrown up its sensitive end, and hauled myself up laboriously after it. I have used it to save the lives of gallant [50]
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…You, you festering reptile ! Shelley Would have I forget the place Damn the place ! Up, Guards ! Impelle Hastam ! Smash you ! Foetus-face ! [114]
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… and spasmical spend Rolls luminous up through the horrent Back-side of a friend ! Thou hast come, and the great anticlimax Is pallid in face of the dawn ; But thy joy with a quickmoving eye Max B..rb..m has rapidly drawn. A penis erect is thy totem, Thy fetish a boot very quaint ! But thy visage resembles a bottom, O, Stephane, saint ! The garlands that crowned you and girt you, Of feminine : figures and frail Are torn from the bosom of virtue By sodomys gustier gale. [104]
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…irement from the whirl of politics. Licking her loose and wrinkled lips, she spat the glutinous relics of her nephews emission into the face of her last lover, a Scotch missionary
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…s piety and learn- ing by his professors and (I am ashamed to say) adored by a certain unsavoury coterie for the baby- ish beauty of his face, with its unfathomable eyes, its small and scarlet mouth, and the impudent cynicism of his bottomless lust, I would say, but for the peculiar inappropriateness of the epi- thet. In a word he was the foremost scholar and courtesan of his year. It would be admittedly ridiculous to claim the latter note of his life as hypocritical ; only prigs will so stigmatize the former. A boy of 20 does not render Thom…
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…ok- ing up. I do not see the necessity retorted the other, straining after originality. But a pleasanter glance overspread his face, and lit his kindly grey eyes, for his own wit kept him in almost perpetual good humour let us say nothing of all this but what gentlemen should say. I might find it hard to explain the ladys respi- ratory apparatus, but she could hardly account for the condition of her gigg and gut-end. A jammy proposition ! acquiesced the venal newsman. A pretty spunky, turdy, mess ! De mortuis nil nisi …
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ambition, how quickly were the swords beaten into absinthes, and the spears into tournedos ! S . . . , again, with a face like a portrait by Rembrandt, a man of no great intellect, but making no pretension thereto, how he was loved for his jolly humour, his broad smile, his inimitable sto- ries ! Yet it must not be supposed that the average man, however sincere, had much of a welcome there. Without intention to wound, he was yet hurt the arrows of wit shot over his head, and he could never feel at home. I am perhaps the one exception. Without…
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… then what a silence fell ! Frozen with the icy contempt of the assembly, the wretch would slink down the room with a scared grin on his face, and not until he had faced that cruel ordeal, more terrible (even to a callous fool) than an actual whipping would have been, not until the door had closed behind him would the silence break as someone exclaimed My God, what a worm ! and led the conversation to some more savoury subject. On the other hand, there was B . . . , a popular painter, upon whom the whole Dog pounced as one man, to destroy h…
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… by them, seemingly in full sympathy, to make an exhibition of himself, visible and hideous to all eyes but his own. L . . . , his eager face like a silver moon starting from a thundercloud, his hair, would pierce the very soul [7]
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…ed her with a million kisses and endearments rather embar- rassing for a third party and when her eyes opened and she saw his boyish face she had only one word It isnt true then ? Oh my God, it isnt true ? And fell to murmuring his name with every accent of infinite love and tenderness. At his house my astonishment was ten- fold. Ready and waiting for us were hot drinks of every kind, blankets toasting before a splendid fire, a bright open bed in the luxurious room in ten minutes he had her nude and dry and warm and happy. He di…
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…sonous slime corrupted whatever it touched. The girl was insensible. My father, furi- ous at the sight, leapt up and struck her bleeding face again and again with his whip, but all in vain. They dissuaded him. When she comes to, he roared, fill her up with cayenne pepper and leave her in the sun ! Another, a boy of ten years, was now brought up, and my mother, taking a needle and Some fine silver wire sewed up his urethra so tightly that no drop of liquid could possibly pass. She then took his young fiddlestick in her hand and by a thousand sen…
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… but it was with no hopeful outlook. Frankly, to myself and the surgeons read my gloomy thought I was compelled to look facts in the face, and admit that a very few hours now would see me sink a corpse at the very breach in which so many brave men had fallen fighting. For I was determined not to withdraw, even if the lady herself had been willing to let me off. This she was not. Her greasy and rotund arms held me to her bulging belly, the bloated and ill-smelling butter- bags flopping down with fat, their black nipples inflamed with lust an…
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…th a swift corkscrew motion of his masterly quim-stake he withdrew the opposi- tion, and transferring it to his hand, smeared it over my face, to teach me manners, as he said. But if he was clever, I was at least the repre- sentative of solid British doggedness. Turd after turd I launched adown my now ruptured rec- tum ; turd after turd he withdrew, and returned to the charge. It was a strange conflict : but wit and skill must ever win against mere brute obstinacy : I resorted to finesse. Archbishop ! I pleaded, clearing [23]
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…ine-inch knockers would come running up by the thousands to grope their little Stevies brown crack. I loved his coarse-skinned handsome face ; I sucked with considerable élan his fine but over- worked sugar-stick ; I pumped the rare but treacly semen from his gland ; I wallowed in the inkstand of his arse. I mixed my prolific spunk with his not less abundant shit : in brief, we loved. The happy days fled all too fast in mutual mas- turbation, in pure buggery, in all the arts of the successful sodomite. I thrill at this very hour with the sweet…