FINNEGANS WAKE

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Comparison of 1939 and 2010 texts II.4§2

Emendations by Danis Rose and John O'Hanlon

Key:  (f391939 text 2010 textf10)


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Three quarks for Muster Mark!
Sure he hasn't got much of a bark
And sure any he has it's all beside the mark.

But(f39,ºf10) O(f39,ºf10) Wreneagle Almighty, wouldn't un be a sky of a lark
To see that old buzzard whooping about for uns shirt in the dark
And he hunting round for uns speckled trousers around by Palmerstown Park?

(f39Hohohoho, Hohohoho,ºf10) moulty Mark!
You're the rummest old rooster ever flopped out of a Noah's ark
And you think you're cock of the wark.

Fowls, up! Tristy's the spry young spark
That'll tread her and wed her and bed her and red her
Without
(f39ever evenºf10) winking the tail of a feather
And that's how that chap's going to make his money and mark!

(f39f10) (f39Overhoved, shrillgleescreaming.f10) That song sang seaswans. The winging ones(f39., overhoved, shrillgleescreamingºf10) Seahawk, seagull, curlew and plover, kestrel and (f39capercallzie capercailzieºf10). All the birds of the sea they trolled out rightbold when they smacked the big kuss of Trustan with Usolde.

And there they were too, when it was dark, (f39whilest whiltesºf10) the wildcaps was circling, as slow their ship, the winds aslight, upborne the fates, the wardorse moved, by courtesy of Mr Deaubaleau (f39Downbellow Dowbellowºf10) Kaempersally, listening in, as hard as they could, in Dubbeldorp, the donker, by the tourneyold of the (f39wattarfalls wattarfiallsºf10), with their vuoxens and they kemin in so hattajocky (only a
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(f39quartebuck quarterbuckºf10) askull for the last acts) to the solans and the sycamores and the wild geese and the gannets and the migratories and the mistlethrushes and the auspices and all the birds of the rockbysuckerassousyoceanal sea, all four of them, all sighing and sobbing, and listening. Moykle ahoykling!

They were the big four, the four maaster waves of Erin, all listening, four. There was old Matt Gregory and then besides old Matt there was old
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Marcus Lyons, the four waves, and oftentimes they used to be saying grace together, right enough, bausnabeatha, in Miracle Squeer: here now we are the four of us: old Matt Gregory and old Marcus and old Luke Tarpey: the four of us and(f39,ºf10) sure, thank God, there are no more of us: and, sure now, you wouldn't go and forget and leave out the other fellow and old Johnny MacDougall: the four of us and no more of us and so now pass the fish for (f39Christ Christ'ºf10) sake, Amen: the way they used to be saying their grace before fish, repeating itself, after the interims of Augusburgh(f39,ºf10) for auld lang syne. And so there they were, with their palms in their hands, like the pulchrum's proculs, spraining their ears, luistening and listening to the oceans of kissening, with their eyes glistening, all the four, when he was kiddling and cuddling and bunnyhugging scrumptious his colleen bawn and dinkum belle, an oscar sister, on the fifteen inch loveseat, behind the (f39chieftaness chieftainessºf10) (f39stewardesses stewardess'sºf10) (f39cubin cabinºf10), the hero, of Gaelic champion, the onliest one of her choice, her bleaueyedeal of a girl's friend, neither bigugly nor smallnice, meaning pretty much everything to her then, with his sinister dexterity, (f39light and rufthandling, lightandrufthandlingºf10) vicemversem her ragbags et assaucyetiams, fore and aft, on and offsides, the (f39brueburnt brineburntºf10) sexfutter, handson and huntsem, that was palpably wrong and bulbubly improper, and cuddling her and kissing her, tootyfay charmaunt, in her ensemble of maidenna blue, with an overdress of net, tickled with goldies, Isolamisola, and whisping and lisping her about Trisolanisans, how one was whips for one was two and two was lips for one was three, and dissimulating themself, with his poghue like Arrah-na-poghue, the dear dear annual, they all four remembored (f39who Whoºf10) made the world and how they used to be at that time in the vulgar (f39ear eraºf10)
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cuddling and kiddling her, after an oyster supper in Cullen's barn, from under her mistlethrush and kissing and listening, in the good old bygone days of Dion Boucicault, the elder, in (f39Arrah-na-pogue Arrah-na-poghueºf10), in the otherworld of the passing of the key of Twotongue Common, with Nush, the carrier of the word, and with Mesh, the cutter of the reed, in one of the farback(f39,ºf10) pitchblack centuries when (f39who Whoºf10) made the world, when they knew O'Clery, the man on the door, when they were all four collegians on the nod, neer the Nodderlands Nurskery, whiteboys and oakboys, peep of tim boys and piping tom boys, raising hell while the sin was shining, with their slates and satchels, playing Florian's fables and communic suctions and vellicar frictions with mixum members, in the Queen's Ultonian colleges, along with another fellow, a prime number, Totius Quotius, and paying a pot of tribluts to Boris O'Brien, the buttler of Clumpthump, two looves, two turnovers plus (one) crown, to see the mad dane ating his vitals. Wulf! Wulf! And throwing his tongue in the snakepit. Ah ho! The ladies have mercias! It brought the dear
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prehistoric scenes all back again, as fresh as of yore, Matt and Marcus, natural born lovers of nature, in all her moves and senses, and after that now there he was, that mouth of mandibles(f39,ºf10) vowed to pure beauty, and his Arrah-na-poghue, when she murmurously, after she let a cough, gave her firm order, if he wouldn't please mind, for a sings to one hope a dozen of the best favourite lyrical national blooms in Luvillicit, though not too much, reflecting on the situation, drinking in draughts of purest air serene and revelling in the great outdoors, before the four of them, in the fair fine night, whilst the stars shine bright, by she light of he moon, we longed to be spoon, before her (f39honeyoldloom honeyoldloonºf10), the plaint effect being in point of fact there being in the whole(f39,ºf10) a seatuition so shocking and scandalous and now, thank God, there were no more of them and he poghuing and poghuing like the Moreigner bowed his crusted hoed and Tilly the Tailor's Tugged a Tar in the Arctic Newses Dagsdogs number and there they were, like a foremasters in the rolls, listening, to Rolando's deepen darblun Ossian roll(f39,ºf10) (Lady, it was just too gorgeous, that expense of a
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lovely tint, embellished by the charms of art and very well conducted and nicely mannered and all the horrid rudy noisies locked up in nasty cubbyhole!)(f39,ºf10) as tired as they were, the three jolly topers, with their mouths watering, (f39along with the other fellow,º so pass the poghue for Christ' sake,º Amen. Listening andº poghuing and watering,ºf10) all the four, the old connubial men of the sea, yambing around with their old pantometer, in duckasaloppics, Luke and Johnny MacDougall(f39,ºf10) and all wishening for anything at all of the bygone times, the wald times and the fald times and the hempty times and the dempty times, for a cup of kindness yet, for four farback tumblerfuls of woman squash, with them, all four, listening and spraining their ears for the millennium and all their mouths making water.

Johnny. Ah well, sure, that's the way (up) and it so happened there was poor Matt Gregory (up), their (f39pater familias paterfamiliasºf10), and (up) the others and now really and (up) truly they were four dear old heladies and really they looked awfully pretty and so nice and bespectable (f39with their grey half a tall hat and tailormade frock coatºf10) and after that they had their fathomglasses to find out all the fathoms and their half a tall hat, just now like the old Merquus of Pawerschoof, the (f39determinedf10) old (f39determinedºf10) despot(f39,f10) (quiescents in brage!)(f39,ºf10) only for the extrusion of the saltwater or the auctioneer there dormont, in front of the place near O'Clery's, at the darkumound numbur wan, beside that ancient Dame street, where the statue of Mrs Dana O'Connell, prostituent behind the Trinity College, that arranges all the auctions of the valuable colleges(f39.,ºf10) Bootersbay Sisters, like the auctioneer Battersby Sisters, the prumisceous creaters, that sells all the emancipated statues and flowersports,
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James H. Tickell, the jaypee, off Hoggin Green, after he made the centuries, going to the tailturn horseshow, before the angler nomads flood, along with another fellow, active impalsive, and the shoeblacks and the redshanks and plebeians and the barrancos and the cappunchers childerun, Jules, (f39Franz, Xavies and Polidors,ºf10) everyone, Gotopoxy, with the houghers on them, highstepping the fissure and fracture lines, seven five threes up, three five sevens down, to get out of his way, onasmuck as their withers conditions could not possibly have been improved upon(f39,ºf10) (praisers be to deeseesee!)(f39,ºf10) like hopolopocattls(f39,ºf10) erumping oround their (f39Judgity Fudgityºf10) Yaman, and all the tercentenary horses and priesthunters,
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from the Curragh, and confusionaries and the authorities, Noord Amrikaans and Suid Aferican cattleraiders (so they say) all over like a tiara dullfuoco, in his grey half a tall hat and his amber necklace and his crimson harness and his leathern jib and his (f39cheapshein cheapskeinºf10) hairshirt and his scotobrit sash and his (f39parapilagian parapelagianºf10) gallowglasses (how do you do, jaypee(f39,?ºf10) Elevato!)(f39, forkbearded and bluetoothed and bellied and boneless, from Strathlyffe and Aylesburyº and Northumberland Anglesey,ºf10) to find out all the improper colleges (and how do you do, Mr Dame James? Get out of my way!), (f39forkbearded and bluetoothed and bellied and boneless, from Strathlyffe and Aylesburg and Northumberland Anglesey, especially he being amphotically the right man in the right place,ºf10) the whole yaghoodurt sweepstakings and all the horsepowers. But now, talking of hayastdanars and wolkingology and how our seaborn isle came into exestuance(f39,ºf10) (the explutor, his three andesiters and the two pantellarias)(f39,ºf10) that reminds me about the manausteriums of the poor Marcus of Lyons and poor Johnny, the patrician, and what do you think of the four of us and there they were now, listening right enough, the four saltwater widowers, and all they could remembore, long long ago in the olden times Momonian, throw darker hour sorrows, the princest day, when Fair Margrate waited Swede Villem, and Lally in the rain, with the blank prints, now extincts, after the wreak of Wormans' Noe, (f39whyºf10) the barmaisigheds, when my heart knew no care, and after that then there was the official landing of Lady Jales Casemate, in the year of the flood 1132 S.O.S., and the christening of Queen Baltersby, the Fourth Buzzersbee, according to Her Grace the bishop(f39,º alderwomanº J. P. Biskop,ºf10) Senior, off the whate shape, and then there was the drowning of Pharoah and all his pedestrians and they were all completely drowned into the sea, the red sea, and then poor Merkin Cornyngwham, the official out of the castle on pension, when he was completely drowned off (f39theºf10) Erin Isles(f39,ºf10) at that time, (f39suir Suirºf10) knows, in the red sea and a lovely mourning paper and thank God, as Saman said, there were no more of him. And that now was how it was. The arzurian deeps o'er his humbodumbones sweeps. And his widdy the giddy is wreathing her murmoirs as her gracest triput to the Grocery Trader's Manthly.
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Mind mand gunfree by Gladeys Rayburn(f39.!ºf10) Runtable's Reincorporated. The new world presses. Where the
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old conk cruised now croons the yunk. (f39Exeunc Exeoncºf10) throw a darras Kram of Llawnroc, ye gink guy, kirked into yord. Enterest attawonder Wehpen, luftcat revol, fairescapading in his natsirt. Tuesy tumbles. And mild aunt Liza is as loose as her neese. Fulfest withim inbrace behent. As gent would deem oncontinent. So mulct per wenche is Elsker woed. Ne hath his thrysting. Fin. Like the newcasters in their old plyable of A Royenne (f39Devours Devowsf10) . Jazzaphoney and Mirillovis and Nippy she nets best. Fing. Ay, ay! Sobbos. And so he was. Sabbus.

Marcus. And after that, not forgetting, there was the Flemish armada, all scattered, and all officially drowned, there and then, on a lovely morning, after the universal flood, at about (f39aleven elevenºf10) thirtytwo (f39(f10) was it?(f39)ºf10) off the coast of Cominghome and Saint Patrick, the anabaptist, and Saint Kevin, the lacustrian, with toomuch of tolls and lottance of beggars, after converting Porterscout and Dona, our first marents, and Lapoleon, the equestrian, on his whuite hourse of Hunover, rising Clunkthurf over Cabinhogan(f39,ºf10) and all they remembored and then there was the Frankish floot of (f39Noahsdobahs Noahsdovahsf10), from Hedalgoland, round about the freebutter year of Notre Dame 1132 (f39P.P.O. P.P.C.ºf10) or so, disumbunking from under (f39Motham General Motham-generalºf10) Bonaboche(f39,ºf10) (noo poopery!) in his half a grey traditional hat, alevoila come alevilla, and after that there he was, so terrestrial, like a (f39Nailscissor Nailscissosf10), (f39cuddling andºf10) poghuing her scandalous and very wrong, the maid, in single combat, under the sycamores, amid the (f39bludderings bladderingsºf10) from the boom(f39,ºf10) and all the gallowsbirds in (f39Arrah-na-Poghue Arrah-na-poghueºf10), so silvestrious, neer the Queen's Colleges, in 1132 Brian or Bride street, behind the century man on the door. And then again they used to give the grandest gloriaspanquost universal howldmoutherhibbert lectures on anarxaquy out of doxarchology (hello, Hibernia!) from sea to sea (Matt speaking!) according to the pictures postcard, with sexon grimmacticals, in the Latimer Roman history, of Latimer repeating himself, from the vicerine of Lord Hugh, the Lacytynant, till (f39Bockleyshuts Bockley shutsºf10) the rahjahn gerachknell and regnumrockery roundup(f39,ºf10) (Marcus Lyons speaking!) to the oceanfuls of collegians green and high classes and the poor scholars and all the old trinitarian senate and saints and
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sages and the Plymouth brethren, droning along, peanzanzangan, and nodding and sleeping away there, like forgetmenots, in her abijance service, round their twelve tables, per pioja at pulga bollas, in the four trinity colleges, for earnasyoulearning (f39inºf10) Eringrowback, of Ulcer, Moonster, Leanstare and Cannought, the four grandest colleges supper the matther of Erryn, of Killorcure and Killthemall and Killeachother and Killkelly-on-the-Flure, where their role was to rule the round roll that Rollo and Rullo rolled round. Those were the
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grandest gynecollege histories (Lucas calling, hold the line!) in the Janesdanes Lady Andersdaughter Universary, for auld acquaintance sake (this unitarian lady, breathtaking beauty, Bambam's bonniest, lived to a great age at or in or about the late No. 1132 or No. 1169, (f39bis bisf10), Fitzmary Round(f39, that eredwellers' afterliving,ºf10) where she was seen by many and widely liked) for teaching the Fatima Woman history of Fatimiliafamilias, repeating herself, on which purposeth of the spirit of nature as (f39difinely divinelyºf10) developed in time by psadatepholomy, the past and present (Johnny MacDougall speaking, give me trunks, miss!) and present and absent and past and present and perfect arma virumque romano. Ah, dearo(f39,ºf10) dear! O weep for the hower when eve aleaves bower! How it did but all come eddaying back to them, if they did but get gaze, gagagniagnian, to hear him there, (f39kiddling kissing herºf10) and cuddling her, after the gouty old galahat, with his peer of quinnyfears and his troad of thirstuns, so nefarious, from his elevation of one yard one handard and thartytwo lines, before the four of us, in his Roman Catholic arms, while his deepseepeepers gazed and sazed and dazecrazemazed into her dullokbloon rodolling olosheen eyenbowls by the Cornelius Nepos(f39,.f10) Mnepos. Anumque(f39, umque. Umquef10). Napoo.

Queh? Quos?

Ah, dearo dearo dear! Bozun braceth brythe hwen gooses gandered gamen. Mahazar ag Dod! It was so scalding sorry for all the whole twice two four of us, with their familiar, making the (f39toten totemf10), and Lally when he lost part of his half a hat and all belongings to him, in his old futile manner, cape, towel and drawbreeches, and repeating himself and telling him now, for the seek of Senders
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Newslaters and the mossacre of Saint Brices, to forget the past, when the burglar he shoved the wretch in churneroil, and contradicting all about Lally, the ballest master of (f39Gosterstown Goaterstownºf10), and his old fellow, the Lagener, in the Locklane Lighthouse, earing his wick with a pierce of railing, and liggen hig with his ladder up, and that oldtime turner and his sadderday erely cloudsing, the old croniony, Skelly, with the lether belly, full of neltts, full of keltts, full of lightweight beltts(f39,ºf10) and all the bald drakes or ever he had up in the bohereen, off Artsichekes Road, with (f39Moels Mollsºf10) and Mahmullagh Mullarty, the man in the Oran mosque, and the old folks at home and (f39Duignan Duignamºf10) and Lapole and the grand confarreation, as per the cabbangers richestore, of the filest archives, and he couldn't stop laughing over Tom Tim Tarpey, the Welshman, and the four middleaged widowers, all nangles, sangles, angles and wangles. And now, that reminds me, not to forget the four of the Welsh waves, leaping laughing, in their Lumbag Walk, over old Battleshore and (f39Deaddleconchs Deaddleconchef10), in their half a Roman hat, with an ancient Greek gloss on it, in Chichester College auction and,
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thank God, they were all summarily divorced, four years before, or so they say, by their dear poor shehusbands, in dear byword days, and never brought to mind, to see no more the rainwater on the floor but still they parted, raining water laughing, per Nupiter Privius, only terpary, on the best of terms and be forgot, whilk was plainly foretolk by their old pilgrim cocklesong or they were singing through the wettest indies As I was going to Burrymecarott we fell in with a lout by the name of Peebles as also in another place by their orthodox proverb so there was said thus That old fellow knows milk though he's not used to it latterly. And so they parted. In Dalkymont nember to. Ay, ay. The good go and the wicked is left over. As evil (f39flows flawsºf10) so Ivel flows. Ay, ay. Ah, well(f39,f10) sure(f39,ºf10) that's the way. As the holymaid of Kunut said to the haryman of Koombe. For his humple pesition in odvices. Woman. Squash. Part. Ay, ay. By decree absolute.

Lucas. And, O(f39,f10) so well they could remembore at that time, when Carpery of the Goold Fins was in the kingship of Poolland, Mrs Dowager Justice (f39Squalchman Squelchmanºf10), foorsitter, in her fullbottom wig
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and beard(f39,f10) (Erminia Reginia!)(f39,ºf10) in or aring or around about the year of buy in disgrace 1132 or 1169 or (f391768 1798ºf10) Y.W.C.A., at the Married Male Familyman's (f39Auctioneer's Auctioneers'ºf10) court in Arrahnacuddle. Poor Johnny of the clan of the Dougals, the poor Scuitsman(f39,f10) (Hohannes!)(f39,ºf10) nothing if not amorous, dinna forget, so frightened ((f39Zweep! Zweep! zweep! zweep!ºf10)) on account of her (f39full bottom, fullbottomf10) (undullable attraxity!)(f39,ºf10) that put the yearl of mercies on him, and the four maasters, in chors, with a hing behangd them, because he was so slow to borstel her schoon for her, when he was grooming her ladyship, instead of backscratching her materfamilias proper, like any old methodist, and all divorced and innasense interdict, in the middle of the temple, according to their dear faithful. Ah, now, it was too bad, too bad and stout entirely, all the missoccurs(f39;!ºf10) (f39and Andºf10) poor Mark or Marcus Bowandcoat, from the brownesberrow in nolandsland, the poor old chronometer, all persecuted with ally croaker by everybody (f39he wasf10), by decree absolute, through Herrinsilde, because he forgot himself, making wind and water, and made a Neptune's mess of all of himself, sculling over the giamond's courseway, and because he forgot to (f39remember rememboreºf10) to sign an old morning proxy paper, a writing in request to hersute herself, on stamped (f39bronnanoleum brownanoleumºf10), from Roneo to Giliette, before saying his grace before fish and then and there and too there was poor Dion Cassius Poosycomb, all drowned too, (f39poor Dion,f10) before the world and her husband, because it was most improper and most wrong, when he attempted to (well, he was shocking poor in his health, he said, with the shingles falling off him), because he (ah, well now, peaces pea to Wedmore and let not the song go dumb upon your Ire, as we say in the Spasms of Davies, and we won't be too hard on
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him as an old Manx presbyterian)(f39,f10) and after that, as red as a Rosse is, he made his last will and went to confession, like the general of the Berkeleyites, at the rim of the rom, on his two bare marrowbones, to Her Worship his Mother and Sister Evangelist Sweainey, on Cailcainnin widnight and he was so sorry, he was really, because he left the bootybutton in the handsome cab and now, tell the truth, unfriends never(f39,f10) (she was his first messes dogess and it was a very pretty peltry and there
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were faults on both sides)(f39,ºf10) well, he attempted (or so they say)(f39,ºf10) ah, now, forget and forgive (don't we all?)(f39,ºf10) and, sure, he was only funning(f39,ºf10) with his andrewmartins and his old age coming over him, well, he attempted or, the Connachy, he was tempted to attempt some hunnish familiarities, after eten a bad (f39carmp crampºf10) in the rude ocean and, hevantonoze(f39,f10) sure(f39,ºf10) he was (f39dead seasickabed deadseasickabedf10) (it was really too bad!)(f39,ºf10) her poor old divorced male, in the housepays for the daying at the Martyr Mrs MacCawley's, where at the time he was taying(f39,f10) and toying(f39,ºf10) to hold the nursetendered hand(f39,ºf10) (ah, the poor old coax!) and count the buttons and her hand and frown on a bad crab and doying to remembore what doed they were byorn and who made a who a snore. Ah dearo dearo dear!

And where do you leave Matt Emeritus(f39? The, theºf10) laychief of Abbotabishop? And (f39exchullard eschullardºf10) of ffrench and gherman. Achoch! They were all so sorgy for poorboir Matt(f39,ºf10) in his saltwater hat, with the Aran crown, or she grew that out of, too big for him, of (f39orf10) Mnepos and his overalls, all falling over her in folds — sure(f39,ºf10) he hadn't the heart in her to pull them up — poor Matt, the old (f39perigrime peregrineºf10) matriarch, and a queenly man(f39,f10) (the porple blussing upon them!)(f39,ºf10) sitting there, the sole of the settlement, below ground, for an expiatory rite, in postulation of his cause(f39,ºf10) (who shall say?)(f39,ºf10) in her beaver bonnet, the (f39crapoppely billycoque back from Presscoatts and Dyars, like theºf10) king of the Caucuses, a family all to himself, under geasa, Themistletocles, on his multilingual tombstone, like Navellicky Kamen, and she due to kid by sweetpea time, with her face to the wall, in view of the poorhouse, and taking his rust in the oxsight of Iren, under all the auspices, amid the rattle of hailstorms, kalospintheochromatokreening, with her ivyclad hood, and gripping an old pair of curling tongs, belonging to Mrs Duna O'Cannell, to blow his brains with, till the heights of Newhigherland heard the (f39Bristolhut Bristolshutºf10), with his can of tea and a purse of alfred cakes from Anne Lynch and two cuts of Shackleton's brown loaf and dilisk, waiting for the end to come. Gordon Heighland, when you think of it! The merthe dirther! Ah ho! It was too bad entirely! All devoured by active parlourmen(f39,f10) (f39laudabiliter laudabiliter,ºf10) of woman squelch and all on account of the
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smell of Shakeletin and (f39scratchman Scratchmanºf10) and his mouth watering, acid and alkolic(f39;,ºf10) signs on the salt, and so now pass the loaf for (f39Christ Christ'ºf10) sake(f39.,ºf10) Amen. And so. And all.
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Matt. And loaf. So that was the end. And it can't be helped. Ah, God be good to us! Poor Andrew Martin Cunningham! Take breath! (f39Ay! Ay! Ay, ay!ºf10)

And still and all at that time of the dynast days(f39,ºf10) of old konning Soteric Sulkinbored and Bargomuster Bart, when they struck coil and shock haunts, in old Hungerford-on-Mudway, where first I met thee oldpoetryck flied from may, and the Finnan haddies and the Noal Sharks and the muckstails turtles like an acoustic pottish and the griesouper bullyum and how he poled him up his boccat of vuotar and got big buzz for his name in the airweek's honours from home, colonies and empire, they were always with assisting grace, thinking (up) and not forgetting about shims and shawls week, in auld (f39land langºf10) syne (up) their four hosenbands, that were four (up) (f39beautiful beautfulºf10) sister misters, now happily married, unto old Gallstonebelly, and there they were always counting and contradicting every night 'tis early the lovely (f39mother of periwinkle mother-of-periwinkleºf10) buttons, according to the lapper part of their anachronism (up one up two up one up four) and after that there now she was, in the end, the deary, soldpowder and all, the beautfour sisters, and that was her mudhen republican name, right enough, from alum and oves, and they used to be getting up from under, in their tape and straw garlands, with all the worries awake in their hair, at the kookaburra bell ringring(f39,ºf10) all wrong inside of them (come in, come on, you lazy loafs!) all inside their poor old Shandon bellbox (come out to hell, you lousy louts!) so frightened, for the dthclangavore, like knockneeghs bumpsed by the fisterman's straights(f39,ºf10) (ys! ys!), at all hours every night, on their mistletoes, the four old oldsters, to see was the Transton Postscript come, with (f39the theirf10) oerkussens under their armsaxters, all puddled and mythified, the way the wind wheeled the schooler round, when nobody wouldn't even let them rusten, from playing their gastspiels, crossing their sleep by the shocking silence, when they were in dreams of yore, standing behind the
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door, or leaning out of the chair, or kneeling under the sofacover and (f39setting sittingºf10) on the souptureen, (f39and thenºf10) getting into their way something barbarous, changing the one wet underdown convibrational bed or they used to slumper under, when hope was there no more, and putting on their half a hat and falling over all synopticals and a panegyric and repeating themselves, like svvollovving (f39stickersf10), like the time they were dadging the talkeycook that chased them, look (f39lookºf10) all round the stool, walk everywhere for a jool, to break fyre (f39to toyºf10) all the rancers, to collect all and bits of brown, the rathure's (f39evelopment evelopmenºf10) in spirits of time in all fathom of space and slooping around in a bawneen and bath (f39slipper slippersf10) and go away to Oldpatrick and see a doctor Walker. And after that so glad they had their night tentacles and there they used to be, flapping and cycling, and a
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dooing a doonloop, panementically, around the waists of the ships, in the wake of their good old Foehn again, as tyred as they were, at their windswidths in the (f39waveslength, wavelengths,ºf10) the clipperbuilt and the five fourmasters and Lally of the cleftoft bagoderts and Roe of the fair cheats, exchanging fleas(f39,ºf10) from host to host, with arthroposophia, and he selling him before he forgot, issle issle, after having prealably dephlegmatised his gutterful of throatyfrogs, with a lungible fong in his suckmouth ear, while the dear invoked to the coolun dare by a (f39palpabrows palpebrowsºf10) lift left no doubt in his minder, till he was instant and he was trustin, sister soul in brother hand, the subjects being their passion grand, that one fresh from the cow about (f39Aithne Eithneºf10) Meithne married a mailde and that one too from (f39Engrvakon Engrvakarºf10) saga abooth a gooth a gev a gotheny egg (f39all out of his oldy headºf10) and the parkside pranks of quality queens, katte efter kinne, for Earl Hoovedsoon's choosing and Huber and Harman orhowwhen theeuponthus (chchch!) eysolt of binnoculises memostinmust egotum sabcunsciously senses upers the deprofundity of multimathematical (f39immaterialites immaterialitiesºf10) wherebejubers in the pancosmic urge the allimmanence of that which Itself is Itself Alone (hear, O hear, Caller Errin!) exteriorises on this ourherenow plane in disunited solod, likeward and gushious bodies with (science, say!) perilwhitened passionpanting pugnoplangent intuitions of reunited
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selfdom (murky whey, (f39abstrew abstrewsºf10) adim!) in the (f39higherdimissional higherdiminsionalºf10) selfless Allself, theemeeng Narsty meetheeng Idoless, and telling Jolly MacGolly, dear mester John, the belated dishevelled, hacking away at a parchment (f39pied pieºf10), and all the other analist, the steamships (f39ant andºf10) the (f39women-o'-war, and playing melia marmels in oceanºf10) ladies' foursome, ovenfor, nedenfor, dinkety, duk, downalupping(f39,ºf10) (how long tandem!) like a foreretyred schoonmasters, and their pair of green eyes and peering in, so they say, like the narcolepts on the lakes of Coma, through the steamy windows, into the honeymoon cabins, on board the big steamadories, made by Fumadory, and the saloon ladies' madorn toilet chambers lined over prawn silk and rub off the salty catara off a windows and, hee hee, listening, qua (f39committe committeeºf10), the poor old quakers, oben the dure, to see all the hunnishmooners and the firstclass ladies, serious me, a lass spring as you fancy, and sheets far from the lad, courting in blankets, enfamillias, and, shee shee, all improper, in a lovely mourning toilet, for the rosecrumpler, the thrilldriver, the sighinspirer, with that olive throb in his nude neck, and, swayin and thayin, thanks ever so much for the tiny quote, which sought of maid everythingling again so very much more delightafellay, and the perfidly suite of her, bootyfilly yours, under all their (f39familiarities familaritiesf10), by preventing grace, forgetting to say their grace before chambadory, before going to boat with the verges of the
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chaptel of the opering of the month of (f39Nema Knatut Nema-Knatutf10), so pass the poghue for grace sake(f39.,ºf10) Amen. And all, hee hee hee, quaking, so fright, and, shee shee, shaking. Aching. Ay, ay.

For it was then a pretty thing happened of pure diversion mayhap, when (f39his herºf10) flattering hend, at the justright moment, like perchance some cook of corage might clip the lad on a poot of porage(f39,ºf10) handshut his duckhouse, the vivid girl,deaf with love(f39,ºf10) (ah sure, you know her, our angel being, one of romance's fadeless wonderwomen, and, sure now, we all know you dote on her even unto date(f39!f10))(f39,ºf10) with a queeleetlecree of joysis crisis she renulited their disunited, with ripy lepes to ropy lopes (the dear o'dears!) and the golden importunity of aloofer's leavetime, when(f39,ºf10) as quick (f39is asºf10) greased pigskin, Amoricas (f39Champius Champiasºf10), with one aragan (f39throust throastºf10), druve the massive of virilvigtoury flshpst the
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(f39both lines bothlinesºf10) of forwards (Eburnea's down, boys!) rightjingbangshot into the goal of her gullet.

Alris!

And now, upright and add them! And plays be honest! And pullit into yourself, as on manowoman do another! Candidately, everybody! A mot for amot. Comong, meng, and douh! There was this, wellyoumaycallher, a strapping (f39fine youngºf10) modern old ancient Irish prisscess, so and so hands high, such and such paddock weight, in her madapolam smock, nothing under her hat but red hair and solid ivory (now you know it's true in your hardup hearts!) and a firstclass pair of bedroom eyes(f39,ºf10) of most (f39unhomy unholyºf10) blue(f39,ºf10) (how weak we are, one and all!)(f39,ºf10) the charm of favour's fond consent! Could you blame her, we're saying, for one psocoldlogical moment? What would Ewe do? With that so tiresome old milkless a ram, with his tiresome duty peck and his bronchial tubes, the tiresome old hairyg orangogran beaver, in his tiresome old (f39twennysixandsixpenny twentysixandsixpennyºf10) sheopards plods drowsers and his thirtybobandninepenny tails plus toop! Hagakhroustioun! It were too exceeding really if one woulds to offer at sulk an oldivirdual a pinge of hinge hit. The mainest thing ever! Since Edem was in the (f39boags boaysºf10) noavy. No, no, the dear heaven knows, and the farther the from it, if the whole stole stale (f39mis betold misbetoldºf10), whoever the gulpable, and whatever the pulpous was, the twooned togethered, and giving the mhost phassionable wheathers, they were doing a lally a lolly a dither a duther one lelly two dather three lilly four dother. And it was a fiveful moment for the poor old (f39timetetters, timetellersºf10) ticktacking, (f39in toºf10) tenk the count. Till the spark that plugged spared the chokee he gripped and (volatile volupty, how brieved are thy lunguings!) they could and they could hear like of a lisp lapsing, that was her knight of the (f39truths thong Truths Thongºf10) plipping out of her chapellledeosy, after where he had gone and polped the questioned. Plop.
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Ah now, it was tootwoly torrific, the mummurrlubejubes! And then after that they used to be so forgetful, counting motherpeributts (up one up four) to membore her beaufu mouldern
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maiden name, for overflauwing, by the dream of woman the owneirist, in forty lands. From Greg and Doug on poor Greg and Mat and Mar and Lu and Jo, now happily buried, our four(f39! sisters.ºf10) And there she was (f39nowºf10) right enough, that lovely sight enough, the girleen bawn asthore, as for days galore, of planxty Gregory. Egory. O bunket not Orwin! Ay, ay.

But, sure, that reminds me now, like another tellmastory repeating yourself, how they used to be in lethargy's love, at the end of it all, at that time (up) always, tired and all, after doing the mousework and making it up, over their community singing (up) the (f39top loft toploftºf10) of the voicebox(f39,f10) of Mamalujo(f39,ºf10) like the senior follies at murther magrees, squatting (f39round round,f10) two by two, the four confederates, with (f39Caxons Caxon,ºf10) the (f39Coswarn Coxswainºf10), (f39up (up)ºf10) the wet air register in Old Man's House, Millenium Road, crowning themselves in lauraly branches, with their cold knees and their poor (up) (f39quad rupeds quadrupedsf10), (f39fastºf10) ovasleep, and all dolled up, for their blankets and materny mufflers and plimsoles and their bowl of brown (f39shackle schackleºf10) and milky and boterham clots, a potion (f39a peace apeaceºf10), a piece aportion, a lepel alip, alup a lap, for a cup of kindest yet, with hold take hand and nurse and only touch of ate, a lovely munkybown and for xmell and wait the pinch and prompt poor (f39Marcus Mucusºf10) Lyons to be not beheeding the skillet on for the live of ghosses but to pass the teeth for choke sake, Amensch, when it so happen they were all (f39sycamore sicamoreºf10) and by the world forgot, since the phlegmish hoopicough, for all a (f39possabled possabedf10), after ete a bad cramp and johnny magories, and backscrat the poor bedsores and the farthing dip, their caschal pandle of (f39magnegnousioum magmegnousioumºf10), and read a letter or two every night, before going to dodo sleep atrance, with their catkins coifs, in the twilight, a capitaletter, for further auspices, on their old one page codex book of old year's eve 1132, M.M.L.J. old style, their Senchus Mor, by his fellow girl, the Mrs Shemans, in her (f39summer seal summersealf10) (f39houseonsample house onsampleºf10), with the caracul broadtail, her totam in tutu(f39,f10) (f39,ºf10) final buff noonmeal edition, in the regatta covers, uptenable from the orther, for to regul their reves by incubation, and Lally, through their gangrene spentacles, and all the good or they did in their time, the rigorists, for Roe and (f39O'Mulcnory O'Mulconryºf10) a
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Conry ap Mul or Lap ap Morion and Buffler ap Matty (f39Mac Gregory MacGregoryºf10) for Marcus on Podex by Daddy de Wyer, old bagabroth, beeves and scullogues, churls and vassals, in same, sept and severalty(f39,ºf10) and one by one and sing a mamalujo. To the heroest champion of Eren and his (f39braceoelanders braceoleandersºf10) and Gowan, Gawin and Gonne.

And after that now in the future, please God, after nonpenal (f39death,ºf10) (f39start, all all startºf10) repeating ourselves, in medios loquos, from where he got a useful arm busy
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on the touchline, due south of her western shoulder, down to death and the love embrace, with an interesting tallow complexion and all now (f39unites unitedf10), sansfamillias, let us ran on to say oremus prayer and homeysweet homely, after fully realising the gratifying (f39experiences experienceºf10) of highly continental evenements, for meter and peter to temple an eslaap, for auld acquaintance, to Peregrine and Michael and Farfassa and Peregrine, for navigants et peregrinantibus, in all the old imperial and Fionnachan sea and for vogue awallow to (f39a, Miss Yiss, you fascinator, you,ºf10) sing a lovasteamadorion to Ladyseyes, here's Tricks and Doelsy, delightfully ours, in her doaty ducky little blue and roll his hoop and how she ran, when wit won free, the dimply blissed and awfully bucked, right glad we never shall forget, (f39Miss Yiss, you fascinator, you,ºf10) thoh the dayses gone still they loves young dreams(f39,ºf10) and old Luke with his kingly leer, so wellworth watching, and Senchus Mor, possessed of evident notoriety, and another more of the bigtimers, to name no others, of whom great things were expected in the fulmfilming department, for the lives of Lazarus and auld luke syne and she haihaihail her kobbor kohinor sehehet on the praze (f39savohole savohoholeºf10) (f39shanghai Shanghaiºf10).