Quite Stream Number Four

Alas my friends, Karnalgm finds himself in yon dungeon. Obvious exits are North South East West, Northeast, Southwest, and DENNIS. Ye talk to DENNIS. DENNIS is not yon frenidly. Ye go West. Ye se Ye flask. Get ye flask, bethinks ye. NEIN, fo tho flask is in yo yon clouth sucka! Ye see ye scrooll. get ye scrooll, bethink ye. NEIN, fo yo scrooll is in yo crematory sucka! Ye leave room. Obvious exits are not west. Ye go south west. ye se quite stream. NEIN fo yo quite stream is yo poisened sucka! Ye leave yon quite stream. Ye se Han Solo. Ye are ye confused.
The river's tent is broken; the last fingers of leaf Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The windCrosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song. 176The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers, saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyedTHE INCREDIBLE HULK and high sat up smoking in the pumpkin supernatural darkness of cold-water flatsfloating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz, who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mick Jagger and Cherannas angels staggering on tene- ment roofsilluminated,
Quum non exigui momenti negocia quaedam inuictissimus Angliae Rex Henricus eius nominis octauus, omnibus egregij principis artibus ornatissimus, weesnahcum serenissimo Castellae principe Carolo controuersa nuper habuisset, ad ea tractanda, componendaque, oratorem me legauit in Flandriam, comitem & collegam uiri incomparabilis Cuthberti Tunstalli, quem sacris scrinijs nuper ingenti omnium gratulatione and God Bless der Beach boys in Vietname

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