| Might the king in the Dream get round to be called Ronald? |
OBERON |
| Never forget that Rome is up in there |
INMEMORY |
| One could never be proud of such a false editor |
ASHAMED |
| Sounds as if such folk tales might lie in the Rhine |
LORE |
| Start to come about people, see? |
COMMENCE |
| Such a bind was the mixture! |
SWATHE |
| Such reflections take me a long time, it seems |
IMAGES |
| That chief has brains; he works in publicity |
HEADMAN |
| That's equal to the names of cheese |
PARMESAN |
| That's her confused son with the long legs |
HERONS |
| The battle with the gin is going round the edge |
FRAYING |
| There can be no advance for what's so black in the red |
RETARD |
| There's little movement in them, but there's mature spirit in them |
DOLDRUMS |
| What a blow that one knows where it comes from, by the sound of it |
SNEEZE |
| With this phrase I'm so heavenly |
SERAPHIM |
| You'd never know how holy 28 down might be |
STRANGER |