[NPPF] Canto Three: The British stuff.. hullo

[s~Z]

What if there's nobody to say hullo 
To the newcomer, no reception, no
Indoctrination? What if you are tossed
Into a boundless void, your bearings lost,
[PF: Lines 538-541]

(But THIS transparent thingum does require
Some moondrop title. Help me, Will! PALE FIRE.)
[PF: Lines 961-2]

Here's the person I want. Hullo, person! Doesn't hear me.
[...]
Hullo, person! What's the matter, don't pull me. I'm
NOT bothering him. Oh, all right. Hullo, person . . .
(last time, in a very small voice).
[Transparent Things: p.1, Lines 1 & 11-13]

As the person, Hugh Person [...] extricated his angular bulk from the taxi
[TT: p.3, Lines 1-3] (Hugh = Hue = Shade)

Transparent things, through which the past shines!
[TT: p.1, Line 18f]

[W]e all are pilgrims, and all dreams are anagrams of diurnal reality.
[TT: 80:22f]