The witwanton is always a little off in trying to be always GETTING MENTAL.

He's coming, too, and we both want to mingle our weeps over the wine-cup[.]

Prior to our perambulation of the prairie, I invested my crural organs with good gambados or spatterdashes, and had my pedal extremities well calceated, as a propugnation against the mordacity of amphisbaenas.

In the tautest schooner that ever swam / He rides at anchor at Anisquam.