Bringing his host down and kneeling he heard twine with his second bell the first bell in the transept (he is lifting his) and, rising, heard (now I am lifting) their two bells (he is kneeling) twang in diphthong.
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#Ulysse 653
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#Ulysse 656
22 novembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacYou prayed to the devil in Serpentine avenue that the fubsy widow in front might lift her clothes still more from the wet street. O si, certo !
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#Ulysse 649
15 novembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacDringdring ! And two streets off another locking it into a pyx.
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#Ulysse 648
14 novembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacAnd at the same instant perhaps a priest round the corner is elevating it.
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#Ulysse 650
16 novembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacDringadring ! And in a ladychapel another taking housel all to his own cheek.
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#Ulysse 647
13 novembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacA choir gives back menace and echo, assisting about the altar’s horns, the snorted Latin of jackpriests moving burly in their albs, tonsured and oiled and gelded, fat with the fat of kidneys of wheat.
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#Ulysse 655
21 novembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacYou were awfully holy, weren’t you ? You prayed to the Blessed Virgin that you might not have a red nose.
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#Ulysse 654
20 novembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacCousin Stephen, you will never be a saint. Isle of saints.
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#Ulysse 652
18 novembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacA misty English morning the imp hypostasis tickled his brain.
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#Ulysse 646
12 novembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacA garland of grey hair on his comminated head see him me clambering down to the footpace (descende !), clutching a monstrance, basiliskeyed. Get down, baldpoll !