FINNEGANS WAKE
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Oº
tell me all about
Anna Livia! I want to hear
all about Anna Livia. Well, you know Anna Livia? Yes, of course, we all know Anna Livia. Tell me all. Tell me now. You'll die when you hear. Well, you know, when the old |11chap
cheb11| went |3|+|5'phut
futt5'|+|3| and did what you know. Yes, I know, go on. Wash away and |13don't be
quitº13| dabbling. |2Tuck up your sleeves and loosen your talktapes.2|
|13And don't butt me — hike! — when you bend.13| Or whatever it was they
|13try threed13| to make out he
|13tried to do thried to two13| in the |6Phoenix
Fiendish6| Parkº. He's an awful old |13rep
reppe13|. Look at the shirt of him! Look at the dirt of it! |2He has all my water black on me. And it steeping and stuping since this time last
|14week wikº14|.2|
|3|x|aHow many |11'times goes11'| is it I wonder I washed it?
I know by heart the places he |bsoils likes to
|11'soil. saale|a.,
duddurty devil!a|11'|b| Scorching my hand and starving my famine to make his private linen public.a|
Wallop it well with your battle and clean it. My wrists are
|13rusty |21rwusty wrusty21|13| rubbing the
|4mouldy mouldaw4| stains. And
the |4loads dneepers4|
of wet and the |atons |4sewers
gangres4|a| of sin in it!x|3| What was it he did |7at all a
tail7| |3|+at all on Animal |9Sunday
Sendai9|+|3|? |3|+And |awhy how longa| was he
under |s14lough lochs14| and neagh?º+|3| It was put in the
|13papers newses13| what he did|4, |8nicies and priers,
the King fierceas Humphrey, with8| illysus distilling|9, exploits9| and
all4|. But |11'time toms11'|
will |13tell till13|. I know
|11'it he11'| |13will well13|.
|2|11'Time Temp11'|
|9and tide will wash untamed will hist9| for no
man.2| |14As you spring so shall you neap.14| O, the awful
|11'old roughty11'| old |13rep
rappe13|! |13|aMixing Minxinga| marrage and making loof.
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Reeve Gootch was right and Reeve |aDroched Drughada| was
|14wrong. sinistrous.º14|13| |3|+And the cut of him! And the strut of him! How he used to hold his
head as high as a howeth|6, the famous |11old eld11|
duke alien,6| with a hump of grandeur on him like a walking
|17wiesel17| rat!º+|3|
|8|aAnd his derry's own drawl and his corksown blather and his doubling stutter and his gullaway swank.a| Ask Lictor Hackett or Lector Reade orº Garda Growley or the Boy with the
Billyclub.8| |9What age How |11eld
elster11|9| is he |9at all a called9| at all?º
|11'Qu'appelle?11'| |8Huges Caput Earlyfouler.º8| Or where was he born or
how was he found |8and? |9Urgothland, Tvistown on the Kattekat? New Hunshire, Concordº
on the Merrimake?9| |s17Who blocksmitt her
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saft anvil or yelled lep to her pail?s17| Was her banns |aever nevera| loosened in Adam and Eve's
|s14and ors14|8| were him and her |s14ever but
captains14| spliced?º |14With m For mine etherduckº I thee drake. And by my wildgaze I thee
gander.14| |8Flowey and Mount on the brink of time |9with makes9| wishes and fears for a happy
isthmass.8| |17|aShe can show all her lines, with love, licenceº to play.a| And if
they don't remarry that hook and eye may|err.!º22|17| |8O,
|11'pass me passmore11'| that and oxus another!º
|aDon Doma| Dombdomb and his wee follyo!8| |14Was his help
inshored in the Stork and Pelican against bungelars, flu and third risk parties?14| |3|+I heard he
(5'got some dug good5')
|4money tin4| with
(5'her his doll|17, delvan first and duvlin
after,17|5') |awhen he |bcarted |9brought
raped9|b| her home|6, |9Sabine Sabrine9| asthore,6|
in a perokeet'sº cage, |8by dredgerous lands and devious delts, playing catched and mythed with the gleam of her shadda |17(if a
flic had been there to pop up and pepper him!)17|,º8| |9past auld min's manse and Maisons Allfou and the rest of incurables and the last of
immurables,9| the quaggy |11way
waag11| for stumblinga|. |aDevil a Who
|btold soldb| you that jackalantern's tale? |14Pemmican's pasty pie!14|
|17Not a grasshoop to ring her, not an |aantsweight antsgraina| of
ore.17| In a gabbard he |9landed barqued it9||b, the boat of life,
|8from the harbourless Ivernikan Okean,8| |9till he sp spied the loom of his
landfall9| and he loosed two croakers from under his tilt, the
|11old gran11| Phenician rover. By the smell
of her kelp they made the pigeonhouseb|.a|+|3| |4Like fun they
|7did but did! But7| where was |ahimself
Himselfa||9, the timoneer9|? |5The That5|
|6merchantman marchantman6| he
|14follied suivied14| their
scutties right over the wash, his cameleer's burnous breezing upo up on him, till with his runagate bowmpriss he |9rode
roade9| and |5broke
|aunreaded borsta|5| her
bar. |5'Paleiliou! |aPwllhillyou!
|9Pwllhyllyou! Pilcomayo!9|a|5'|
|9Och, I'm kilt! Sutchcau
Suchcaughtawan!9| |8And the whale's away with the grayling!8|
Tune
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your pipes and fall ahumming, you born |5'idiot, ijit
ijypt,5'| and you're nothing short of |ait onea|!
|8Well, |aptelleme soom ptellomyº
soona| and curb your |s14froth escumos14|.8| When they saw him
shoot |5by swift5| up her sheba sheath,
like any gay lord salomon, they |athe hera| bulls they were
|9roaring ruhring9|, surfed with spree.
|11'Nooknoorum nyroo! Nooknoorum nyroo! Boyarka buah!
Boyana bueh!11'| He erned |aher his lille
|bBunbad Bunbathb|,a|
|awell harda|, our staly
|11'bred bredeº11'|,
the trader. He did. Look at here. In this wet of his prow.4| |4Don't
Didn'tº4| you know |4he's he was4|
|11|21kalled kaldt21|11| a bairn of the |11'sea
brine11'|, |7Waterhouse |9Waterbourne
Wasserbourne9|7| the waterbaby? |9O, I know Havemmarea9|, so he
was|err.!ºerr| H.C.E.º has
|2blue in his a |5'cockly
|11'briny |13codfish |acodfisk
codfiscka|13|11'|5'|2| ee. |11Sure,
Shur,º11| she's nearly as |11'bad
badher11'| as him herself. Who? Anna Livia? Ay, Anna Livia!º Do you know she was calling
|4|17backwater bakvandets17|4| |11'girls
sals11'| from all around|19, nyumba noo, chamba
choo,19| to go in till him|3|+, her erring
|14man cheef14|,+|3| and tickle
|5him the pontiff5| |2|9easy
aisy-oisy9|2|? She was? |5Go to God |9Go to
Gota9| pot5|! |9|17Well, that's the limmat!
Yssel that the limmat|err!?º22|17| As El
Negro |13said when he looked winced when he wonced13| in La
Plate.9| O, tell me all I want to hear|14, how loft she was lift a laddery dextro!º A coneywink after the bunting fell14|. Letting
on she didn't care|+3., |19sina feza, me absantee, him man in passession,19| the
proxenete! Proxenete and |5'what is that phwhat is phthat5'|?
|s17Emme for your reussischer'sº
|sajarkon, mam. Honddu jarkon!sa|s17|
|8Tell us in franca langua.8| |14And call a spate a spate.14|
|5Were you never Did they never |9otter
sharee9| you ebro5| at
|5'school skol|9, you |aantiabbecedarian
antiabecedariana|9|5'|? It's just the same as if I was to go |9for example |s17for
pars17| examplum9| now |s17in conservancy's causes17| |8out of
telekinesis8| and proxenete you. For |5God'
|9Cox' Coxytº9|5| sake and is
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that what she is?+|3| |8|aI little
|11'Little Botlettle11'|
Ia| thought she'd |afall acta| that
|11low loa11|.8| Didn't you spot her in her
|11'windeye windaug11'||2,
|5standing wubbling5| up on
|5a rickety |6a reedy an osiery6|5|
chair,2| |8with a |9music
meusic9| before her all cunniform letters,8| pretending to
(3play |5'ripple
ribble5'|3) a |4tune or two
|arime or two |5'wave or two reedy derg5'|a|4|
on a fiddle she |5'has |11'bows
bogans11'|5'| without a |9bottom
band on9|? Sure she can't |5fiddlededee fiddan a
dee5|, |5top |9with9| bow5| or
|9bottom abandon9|! |5Of course
Srueº5|, she can't! |5'All a blind
|11'Just a Tista11'|
suck5'|. Well, I never |18now18| heard the
|13dunread13| like of that! Tell me
|14more moher14|. Tell me |6all
|13most moatst13|6|.
Well,º old |2Humper Humber2| was as |9glum as a
glommen as9| grampus, |9with the tares at his thor and the
|apest buboesa| for ages and neither bowman nor shot abroadº
|aand bales |14ablaze |aallbrand allbranta|14| on
|ba score of hills the crests of rockiesb| and |11devil a
nera11| lamp in kitchen or church and giant's holes in Grafton's causeway |17and deathcap mushrooms round
Funglus'º grave |saand the t great tribune's barrow all darnels
ocummuleºsa|17|a|,9| (16setting sittang16)
|11moping sambre11| on his
|17benk sett17|,
|9drammen and (16drummin drommen16),
|17usking queasy quizzers of his ruful continence,º17| his childlinen scarf to encourage his
obsequies,º9| |4where he'd check |athe
theira|
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|6debts debths6| in that mormon's thames
and,4| |14|a|bbe questing and handselº, hop, step and a deepend,b| with his
berths in their toiling moil,a| his swallower open from swolf to fore and the snipes of the gutter |apicking
peckinga| his crocs,14| hungerstriking all |2by himself,
aloneº2| and holding |2doomsday doomsdag2| over
|11himself (16hunseself
hunselv16)11|, dreeing his weird with his dander upº and his
(3hair fringe3) combed over his
eygs and |11keeking droming11|
on loft at till the |4face sight4| of the
sternes |8|aafterº |bswarthy
zwarthyb| kowse and weedy broeks and the tits of buddy and the loits of pest anda| to peer was Parish worth |9the thette9|
mess8|. |3|+You'd think all was |11dead
dodo11| belonging to him|9, How howº he
|11satt durmed adranse11| in durance
vaal9|. He had been belching for |5over a year severn
years5|.+|3| And there she was, Anna Livia, sheº
|5'couldn't snatch a wink darent catch a
winkle5'| of sleep, purling around like a chit of a child, |19Wendawanda,º
a fingerthick,19| in a |4short summer Lapsummer4| skirt and
|6painted damazon6| cheeks |8forº to
|9wish |11wiss ishim11|
|a|13a13|a|9| |abonjour bonzoura| to her dear
dubberº Dan|9, withº neuphraties and
|asalt saulta| from his maggias9|8|. And an odd time
she'd cook him up blooms of fisk |3and |ato
anda| lay |4at his feet till
to his heartsfoot4| her3| meddery eygs|19,
yayis,19| |2and |4staynish4|
|3beacons on |4toask toasc and4|3| |5'a
cupenhave |8so weeshwaashyº8| of greenland'sº
tay |9or |11a dzoupgan of11| mokau
|11to order kaffueº |14auº sable14|11|
or Sinkiangº |11'sukry11'|9| |8or his ale of ferns in
trueartpewterº8| andº5'| |4a4|
|11'shinking bread shinkobread11'|2| |19(hamjambo,
bana?)19| for to plaise |2the that2| man hog
stay his |2stomach stomicker2|
|11'|~and to ile the gules of her old villaine~|11'| |4till
her |6knees were worn pyrraknees shrunk6|
to nutmeg gratersº4| |17while her togglejoints shuck with
goyt17|, andº as rash as she'd |3run
|11'rush russ11'|3| with
|5them her peakload of vivers5| up on her
|11'tray sieve11'|
|8(|17his towering metauwero17| rage
|9see how it it swales and9|
|13rises! rieses!º13|)8|
|5'the old chap 'd cast my
|11bold hardey11| Hek he'd
kast5'| them |11from
frome11| him with a |5'scowl
stour5'| of scornº |2as much as to say |11'you this and you that you
sow and you sozh11'|,2| and if he didn't peg the
|4tea |9plateau
platteau9|4| |9in her face on her
|11'taw tawe11'|9|, believe
|8you8| me, she was safe enough. And then she'd |9try
esk9| to |2whistle a tune
|4fistle a tune vistule a hymn4|2|, The Heart Bowed Down or The Rakes of Mallowº
|9or Chelli Michele's La Calumnia è un Vermicelli or a balfy bit orº Oldº Jo Robidson9|.
|8|11Such Sucho11| fuffing |11and
a11| fifeing |9'twould cut you in two9|! She'd bate the hen that crowed on the
|atower of Babel turrace of Babbela|.8| What harm if she knew how to
|5'cock cockle5'| her mouth!º And not a mag out of
|4him Hum4| no more than |3the wall out of the
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mangle weight3|. Is that a |4fact faith4|? That's
|14'a the14'| fact. |8Then |13doing
riding13| the |agrand ricka |band |11'queen of queens
roya romanche11'|, |cAnnona, gebroren |11aroostokrat11|
Nivia,c| |13dochtherº of Sense and Art,13|
|9with Sparks' pirryphlickathims funkling her |13fan, fan13|9|
|13her annerº13|
|11'frostified |s14frostivied frostivyings14|11'| tresses
|11lit dasht11| with |11'fireflies
virevlies11'|b|a| |9—º
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while the prom beauties |ashrieked |bshreeked sreekedb|a|
|s14in niths14| their bearers' skins! —º9| in a period gown of changeable jade that would
|11'clothe robe11'| the wood of two cardinals' chairs and crush poor Cullen and smother MacCabe.8|
|s14O blazerskate! Theirs porpor patches!s14| And |4cheeping
brahming4| to him down the feedchute, with |s17all her
|18femtyfyr femtyfyx18|s17| kinds of fondling endings,
the poother |2falling from rambling off2| her nose: |6Vuggybarney,
Wickerymandy! Hello, ducky, please don't die! Vuggybarney, Wickerymandy! Hello, ducky, please don't
die!6| |3missing3| Do you know what she started
|4singing cheeping4| |17then
after17|, |13the voice of her with a |14choicey14|
voicey13| like |6a water gluck
|14a watergluck waterglucks14|6| |17or
Madame Delba to Romeoreszk17|? You'll never guess. Tell me. Tell me. Phoebe, dearest, tell, O tell meº and I loved you better nor you knew. And
letting on |13she was hoon var13|
daft about the |2camelold oldº warbly2| sangs from over
|3holmen: holmen,3| High hellskirt saw ladies hensmoker lilyhung
|3pigger. pigger,º |11'and soay and
|13sohan soan13| |13and so firth and so
forth13| in a tone sonora,º11'| and
|6himself Oom Bothar6| below |17like
Bheri-Bheriº17| |6in his sandy cloak|11', so
umvolosy,11'|6| as deaf as a yawn|14., the
stult!14|3| Go away! |8Poor deef old deeryº!8|
|9You're only jeering! Yare only teesingº!9| Anna Liv? As
|5'God Chalkº5'| is my judge! And didn't she |2up
|13and rise in sorgueº13| and2| go and trot
|11down doon11| and stand in |8the door her
douro8||3, puffing her old dudheen,º3| and every
|11'country wench shirvant
siligirilº11'| or |11'wensum11'|
farmerette walking the |5'pilend5'| roads|8,
Sowyº, Fundally, Daery or Maery, Milucre, Awny or Graw,8| usedn't she make her
|11a simp or11| a signº to slip inside by the
|2sallyport |4sallypost
sullyport4|2|? You don't say|err,ºerr| the
|4sallyport sillypost4|?
|5'I did. I do. |6I did and I do. |s17I did. And I do. Bedouix but
I do!s17|6|5'| Calling them |2all inº2| one by one
|9(|aBlockbottom here! To Blockbeddum! here!a| Here the
Shoebenacaddie!)9| and legging a jig or |6two so6| |9on the
sihl9| to show them how to shake their benders and the dainty how to bring to mind the gladdest
garments out of sight and all the way of a maid with a man and making a sort of a cackling noise like two and a penny or half a crown and holding up a |11'silver
silliver11'| shiner. Lordy, lordy, did she so? Well, of all the ones ever I heard! Throwing all the
|9girls |11nice
neiss11| little whores9| |2in
|9of in9|2| the world at him! To |11'any
inny11'| |8captured8|
|9lass you like wench you wish9| of no matter what sex of |11'playful
pleissful11'| ways |9two and a tanner two
|11add a adda11| tammar9|
a |9girl a go lizzy |11alass a
lossie11|9| to hug and |11have hab11|
|8fun |aheaven havena|8| in Humpy's
|4lap apron4|!
And what |5'about the was the wyeryeº5'|
|11'rhyme rima11'| she made?º
|13O that! Odet! Odet!13| Tell me |9that the
trent of it9| |2while I'm lathering
|10'hell hail10'| out of Denis Florence
MacCarthy's combies2|.º |13Rise it, flut ye, pian piena!13|
I'm dying down off my |4iodine4| feet until I |13hear
lerryn13| Anna Livia's |5'rhyme
cushingloo|17,
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that was writ by one and rede by two and trouved by a poule in the parco17|5'|! I can see that.º I see you are. How does it
|9go tummel9|? Listen now. Are you listening? Yes, yes! Indeedº I am!
|9Listen now. Tarn your |11ear
ore11| |ahere
ousea||err.!22|9| |9Listen in:
Essonne inne|err.!º22|9|
By earth and |8heaven the cloudy8| but I badly want a brandnew
|5'backside, bankside,º5'|
(5'bedad bedamp5') and I do,º and a plumper at that!
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For the putty affair I have is wore out,º so it is, sitting,º |5'yawning yaping5'| and waiting for my old Dane |14the hodder14| dodderer,º my life in death companion, my frugal key of our larder, my much alteredº camel's hump, my jointspoiler, my maymoon's honey, my fool to the last Decemberer, to wake himself out of his winter's doze and |9shout bore9| me down like he used to.
Is there |9irwell9| a lord of the manor or a knight of the shire |13at all, at strike,º13| I wonder, that'd (+6tip dip+)6| me a |17pound dace17| or two in cash for washing and darning his worshipful socks for him now we're run out of |17horsemeat horsebrose17| and milk?
Only for my |4featherbed short Brittas bed4| |8is Iº (16made is made's16)8| as snug as it smells it's out I'd lep and off with me to the |2mouth slobs2| |14of the della14| Tolka or the |4Bull of |5'strand of |14shores of plage au14|5'|4| Clontarf to |3feel |11hear feale11|3| the gay |9air aire9| of my |3sweet salt3| |4Dublin troublin4| bay and the race of the |4seawind up my hole saywint up me |6ambushore ambushure6|4|.º
|11'O go on! Onon! Onon!º11'|
|11Tell Telº11| me more.
|9Tell Andelleº9| me every tiny |11bit
teign11|. I want to know every single |11thing
ingul11|. |11Down to what made the potters fly into jagsthole. And why were the
vesles vet.11| |19That homa fever's winning me wome. If
a mahun of the horse but hard me! We'd be bundukiboi meet askarigal.19| Well, now comes
the |3childer's |5'hatchery
hazelhatchery5'|3| part. |9After Clondalkin the Kings's Inns. We'll soon be there with the freshet.9| How many
|3childer aleveens3| had she |5'at all
|7in all in tollº7|5'|? I can't rightly
|13tell rede13| you that. |5'God Close5'| only knows. Some say
she had |8a hundred and eleven three figures to fill and confined herself to
a hundred eleven|13, wan by wan by wanº|19, making
meanacuminamoyas19|13|8|. |13Olaph lamm et, all that pack!? We won't have room in the kirkeyaard.13|
She can't remember half |3the names of the cradlenames3| she
|3put smacked3| on them |3by the grace of
|ablank her boxing bishop'sa| infallible
slipper|13, the cane for Kund and abbles for Eyolfº and
|aaythera| nayther for Yakov Yea13|3|. A hundred and how? They did well to |4christen
|9rechristen |arechristian rechristiena|9|4| her
|s14Plurabelle Pluhurabelles14|. O
|5'laws loreley5'|! What a
|5'flock |11loddon11|
|7lots |14loads lodes14|7|5'|!
|14'|aHeigho!ºa| But it's quite on the cards she'll shed
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more and merrier, twills and trillsº, sparefours and spoilfivesº,
|anordsihkes nordsihks andºa| sudsevers and ayes and neins to
|athe aa| litter. Grandfarthing napº and
|aMessha Misery Messamiserya| and the knave of all |aFlesh knavesa| and the
jokerº. Heehaw!14'| She must have been a gadaboutº in her day, so she must,
more than most. |5'So Shoal5'| she was, (+9you bet!
gidgad!º+)9| |3She had a flewmen of her owen.3| |13Then a toss nare scared that
lass, so aimai aim aimai moe, that's agapoº!13| Tell me, tell me, how |4did she
come |5'did she cam |11could she
cam cam she camlin11|5'|4| through all her fellows,
|8the neckar she was,8| the |8daredevil
|9darrdevil diveline9|8|? |17Casting her perils before our
swains|a, fromº Fonte-in-Monte to Tidingtown and from Tidingtown tilhavet.a|17| |4Linking one and knocking the
next|9, |11tapping tapting11| a flank
|aanda| |11tipping tipting11| a
|arise juttya|9| and |6falling in and falling out palling in and
|11petering pietaring11| out6| |aand
clyding by on her |bowen dale
eastwayb|a|.4| |9Who
Waiwhou9| was the first |11that ever thurever11|
burst? Someone |8it he8| was,
|11whoever whuebra11|
|8you are they were|9, in a tactic attack or in single
combat9|8|. Tinker, |11'tailor, soldier tilar,
souldrer11'|, |9sailor salor9|,
|11'Paul Pry or polishman Pieman Peace or
Polistamanº11'|. That's the thing |17I always want to know I'm
elwys on |aitch edgea| to
esk17|.º |8|aPush up, push upper! Push
|17up varº17| and push
|17upper vardar17| andº come to
|17uphill17| headquatersº! |bWas it
|9waterloos waterlows9| year, after Grattan or Flood, or when maids were in Arc or when there three stood
hosting? |11Faith Fidaris11| will find
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where the Doubt arises like |11Nemo Niemenº11| from Nirgends
found the Nihil. Worry you sighin foh, Albern, O Anser!? Untie the gemman's fistiknots, Qvic and Nuancee?!ºb|a|8|
|v+2Well, she Shev+|2| can't put her hand on him for the moment.
|2|11It's a long long way Tez thelon
langlo11|, walking backwards, weary!º
|v+O so Such av+| |11long loon11|
|17way backwards |s+waybashwards
werrabackwoodsºs+|17| to |v+go.
|5go row5|!v+|2| She |17says
sid17| herself she hardly |v+2knew knowsv+|2|
|9who |awaiwhou in whuona| the
annals9| |2he her graveller2| was|9, a
dynast of Leinster, a wolf of the sea,9| or what he did |2|v+or how |11'young
blyth11'| she |5was played5|v+|2| or
|14when and where and how often how, when, why,º where and who
offon14| he |5'crossed
|9jumped (16jumnpad
jumpnad16)9|5'| her |17and how it was gave her away17|. She was just a young thin pale soft shy slim
slip of a thing then|2, sauntering |13by
|asilvamoonlike
silvamoonlakea|13|,º2| and he was a heavy
|2trudging2| lurching lieabroad of a Curraghman, making his hay for
|13the whose13| sun to shine on, as |2stout tough2| as the
|v+2oaks oaktreesv+|2| |5'(peats be with them!)5'| used to
|v+2grow rustlev+|2| that time down |2by the dykes2|
|v+2in ofv+|2| killing Kildare,º |14that
for14| |4first fell forstfellfoss4| |2with a
plash2| across her. |3She thought she'dº |11'sink
sankh11'| |11under
neathe11| the ground with |9a nymphant9| shame
|6when he gave her the tigris eye6|!3| |9O happy fault! Me wish it was
he!9| You're wrong there, |4all |5'rotten
|6corriby corribly6|5'|4| wrong!
|9'Tisn'tº only tonight you're anacheronistic!9| It was ages |4long before that behind that when
nullahs were nowhere,4| in county
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|5'Wicklow, the Wickenlow,5'| garden of Erin, before she ever dreamt she'd
|3|9leave lave9| Kilbride and go |4roaring
|9fuming foaming9|4| under Horsepass bridge|9, withº the great southerwestern windstorming her traces and the
midland'sº grainwaster asarch for her track,9| to3| |5'end her days
wend her ways byandby5'||4, |13rebecca
robecca13| or worse,4| |9to spin and to grind, to swab and to thrash,9|
|13for all her golden lifey13| in the barleyfields and
|6pennylands pennylotts6| of
|2Humphreystown Humphrey's fordofhurdlestownº2| and lie with a
landleaper, |4well on the wane
|5'byandby on the wane
wellingtonorseher5'|4|. |9|s14'Alas
Alesse,ºs14'| funread the |14lakes
lagosº14| of girly days! For the dove of the dunas!9| |v+2Was it, was it?
|5'Was it? Was it? Wasut? Izod?5'|v+|2| |5'Are you sure
Arne Are you |9|asarthin sarthe anºa|9|
suirº5'|? |8Not where the Finn fits into the Mourne, not where the Nore takes lieve of Bloemº, not where the
|11'Bray Braye11'| divarts the Farer, not where the Moy
|11'changes changez11'| her |9mind minds9|
|11'between twixt11'| Cullin and Conn and |11'tweenº11'|
|11Conn and Cullin Cunn and Collin11|?8| |18Or
|shwhere Neptune sculled and Tritonville rowed and leandros three bumped heroines
twosh|?18| |8|9No, no, no and no!
|aNeya, Naga, No and Naux!
(+Neya, Narev, No and Naux!
|11Neya, narev, naux and no!
|17Neya, narev, nen and nos!
Neya, narev, nen, nonni,
nos!17|11|+)a|9|8| |5Where in Wicklow? |8Whereabouts Then
|awhere whereaboutsa|8| in Ow and Ovoca?5| |4Was it
|anorth or south |11north by south ystwithº
wyst11|a| or Lucan |aJohn |5Yoken Yokan5|a| or
where the hand of man has never set foot?4| |9Tell Dell9| meº where, the
|13very fairy13| |11first
ferse11| time! I will if you listen. You know the |4hazel
|9dingley |11dingling
dinkel11|9|4| |9dell dale9| of Luggelaw? Well,
there once dwelt a local |5hermit heremite5|, Michael
|3Orkney |14Arklow
|aArkloe Arklowa|14|3||v+2, they say,v+|2| was his
|7riverend7| name |5(with many a
|11unread11| sigh I aspersed his lavabibs!)5|,º and one
|5'day |avenusderg
venersderga|5'| in |5'burning June
junojuly,º5'| |11so
osoº11| sweet and so |11'fresh
cool11'| and so limber she looked, |8Nance the Nixie, Nanon L'Escaut,8| |7in the silence, of the sycomores, all
listening,7| the |14kind of kindling14|
curves you simply can't stop feeling, he plunged both of his |9blessed newly9| anointed hands
|13up to toº the core of13|
|11'his wrists |athe pulse his cushlasa|11'| inº
|2the streams of her hair |v+the bright and saffron streams of her hair |11the
singing saffron streams of her hair her singimari saffron strumansº of hair11|v+|2|,
|2parting them and soothing her and mingling it, |arubbing her up and smoothing her
down,a|2| that was |2richred |7deepred
deepdarkº7|2| and ample like |13the this13|
|6brown red6| bog at sundown. |13By that Vale
Vowclose's lucydlac, the reignbeau's heavenarches |14aronged oranged arronged
orranged14| her. Afrothdizzying gab galbs, her enamelled eyes indergoading him on to the vierge
violetian.
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Wish a wish! Why a why? Mavro! Letty Lerck's lafing light throw those laurals now on her daphdaph teasesong petrock.13|
|9Maass!9| |19But the majik wavus has
elfun anon meshes. And Simba the Slayer of his Oga is slewd.19|
|7And he couldn't |9And he He9| cuddle not7| help
himself, |5'thirst was too hot for him |11'thurst was too
thurso that11'| hot on him5'|, he had to forget the monk in the man
|v+2and, soºv+|, rubbing her up and smoothing her down, he2|
|11'cooled baised11'| his |11lips
lippes11| in smiling mood, |9kiss after kiss kiss akiss after
|11kisokiss kisokushk11|9| |3(asº he warned her
|17never to, never to, never niver to, niver to, nevar17|)3|, onº
|7Anna Livia's Anna-na-Poghue'sº7|
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freckled forehead. |11While you'd |aunread parsea|
secheressa she hielt her |13souf
souffº13|.11| |13But she ruz two feet
|ahigh hirea| in her aisne aestumation. |aAnd steppes
on stilts ever since.a|13| |19That was kissuahealing with bantur for
balm!19| O, wasn't he the boldº priest? And wasn't she the naughty Livvy? |4Naughtynaughty is
|9Naughty Naama is Nautic Naama's now9|4| her |8name
navn8|. Twoº lads in |14their scoutsch14| breeches went through her before that,
Barefoot Byrneº and |5'Billy
|9Willy |14Wary Wallowme14|9|5'|
Wade, |4Lugnaquilla's Lugnaquillia's4|
|14noble pair noblesse (16picts pickts16)14|, before she had a hint of a hair
|4there at her fanny4| to hide |9or a bossom to tempt a birch canoedler,º not
to mention a |14bulgy bulgic14| porterhorseº barge.9|
|9and And9| ere that again|9, |a|14ledy, ledy, all unredy
leada, laida, all unraidy14|,a| too faint to buoy the fairiest rider, too frail to flirt with a cygnet's plume,9| she was licked by a
hound|9, Chirripa-Churrutaº,9| while |4doing
poing4| her pee, |6sweet pure6| and simple,
|4on |6down on6|4| the
|v+2side |6slope
spur6|v+|2| of |6a the6| hill in old
Kippure,º in birdsong and shearingtime,º butº first of all, worst of all,
|8the wiggly livvly,8| she sideslipped out by a gap in the Devil's Glenº
|v+2when whilev+|2| |3|+Sally+|3| her nurse was sound asleep in a
sloot and|14', feefee fiefie,º14'| fell |2over a
spillway2| before she found her stride and lay and wriggled |2in all the
|arain |bstagnantb| black
|bpools of rain |v+rainpools pools of
|11'rain rainy11'|v+|b|a|2| under a
fallow |2cow |5'cow, laughing free
|8cow coo8| andº she laughed innocefree5'|
with her limbs aloftº and a whole drove of maiden hawthorns blushing and looking askance upon her2|.
|4Tell Drop4| me the sound of the |10'shorthorn's
findhorn's10'| name.º |19Mtu or
mtiº, sombogger was wisness.19| Andº |4tell
drip4| me why |4in4| the |10'something
flenders10'| was she |11'freckled frickled11'|. Andº
|4tell |ariddle tricklea|4| me
|5'too through5'| |5'how long was her hair
was she |9marcelwaved marcellewaved9|5'| or was it
|4only |5'mostly weirdly5'|4| a wig she wore.
|8And whitside did they droop their glows in their florry, aback to wist or affront to sea?8| |9In fear to hear the dear so near or loathing longing loth and loathing
longing?9| Are you in |5'this game the
swim5'| or are you |5'not out5'|? O go
|13on in13|, go on, go |13on an13|! I mean about what you
know. I know |3|+right+|3| well what you mean.
|13Rother!13| |11You'd like the coifs and guimpes, snouty, and me to do the greasy
|ajob juba| on old Veronica's |13wiper
wipers13|.11| |2What am I |11'rinsing
rancing11'| now and I'll thank you? Is it a pinny or is it a surplice? |v+|5'Arrah
Arran5'|, where's your nose? |aAnd where's the starch?a| That's not the
|11vesdre11| |asacristy benedictiona| smell. I can tell from here
by |4the their4| eau de |4Cologne
|8Niels Colo8|4| and the scent of her
|9moisture oder9| they're Mrs Magrath's. |3|xAnd you ought to have
|11aired aird11| them. They've |9just
moist9| come off her. Creases |5'of in5'|
silk they are, not |5'crimps of crampton5'|
lawn. |11'Baptiste me, father, for she has sinned!11'|
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|8Through her catchment ring she freed them easy, with her hips' hurrahs for her knees' dontelleriesº.8| The only
|11'pair (+14paar
parr+)14|11'| |awith frillsa| in
|4all the land old the plain4|.x|3| So they
are|13., I declare!13| |11'Well,
Welland11'| well! |13If
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tomorrow keeps fine who'll come tripping to sightsee? |aHoo? How'll?ºa|
|aAxeº me next what I haven't got!a| The Belvedarean exhibitioners. |14In their
|21sculling crunreader
cruisery21| caps and |acanoeclub oarscluba| colours.14| What hoo, they band! And what hoa, they
buck!13| |3|xAnd there'sº her |4maiden nubilee4| letters too.
Elle |5'Ell and a Ellis on5'|
quay in scarlet thread. |8Linked for the world on a |21flushcoloured
flushcaloured21| field.8| |a|9And an ex Annan
exe9| after to show they're not Laura |4Kelly's
|21Kehoe's Keown's21|4|.a|
|5'O, may Ormondº5'| the
|9devil diabolo9| |8twist twisk8|
|aher youra| |9safety
seifety9| pin!x|3| |8You child of Mammon, Kinsella's Lilith!8| Now,º who has been tearing the leg of her
|17drawers drawars17| on her? Which leg is it? The one with the bells on it.v+| Rinse
|v+it themv+| out and |5'run
aston5'| along with you!º2| Where did I stop?
|v+2Don't Neverv+|2|
stop|err.!ºerr| |5'Continuation
Continuarration5'|!º You're not there yet. |17I amstel
wait waiting.17| |v+2Go on. Go on. |5'Go on, go on!
Garonne, garonne!5'|v+|2|
Well, after it was put in the |2Beggar's Journal
|8Beggar's |14Beggars'
|aMericy Cordiala| Mendicants'14|8|
|9Monday |11'Sitterday
Sitterdag-Zindeh-Munaday11'|9| |11Journal
Wakeschrift11|2| |8(and for once they sullied their white kid glovesº|14', chewing cuds of theirº
dinner of cheekinº and beggin,14'| with their show us it hereº and give
|atheir mind out of thatº anda| their when you're quite finished |awith the reading
|9material matarial9|a|)º8|
|+3everywhere evenº the |8snow that fell on snee that
snowdon8| his hoaring hair had a skunner against him. |9Thaw, thaw, sava,
savuto!9| |14Score Her Chuff Exsquire!14|
Everywhere+|3| |11ever erriff11| you went and
every bung you |11ever arver11| dropped intoº |8in cit or
|11in sub |14subur suburb14|11| or in
|13added addled13| areas|9, the Rose and Bottle or Phoenix Tavern or Power's Inn or Jude's
Hotel,º9|8| or wherever you scoured the countryside |5'from Nannywater to Vartryville5'| |9or from Porta Lateen to the lootin
quarter9| you found his |5'picture
|11pixture ikom11|5'|
|9upside |atopside etsched
tipsidea|9| down or the cornerboys |17burning
cammocking17| hisº guy and |9Pat
Morris9| the Man|9, with the role of a royss in his turgos the turrible |a(Evropeahahn cheic house, unskimmed sooit
and yahoort, hamman now cheekmee, Ahdahm this way make, Fatima, half turn!),ºa|9| reelingº and
|9rolling railing9| aroundº the local |s17as the peihos piped
andº ubanjees twanged,s17| with oddfellow's triple tiara busby
rotundarinking round his scalp. |8Like Pate-by-the-Neva or Pete-over-Meer. This is the Hausman all paven and stoned, that |akept
cribbeda| the Cabin that never was owned,º that cocked his leg and hennad his Egg. |aAnd
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the |9mauldrin9| rabble around him in areopage,º
|14making a great fracas fracassing a great14|
|11'bingkangº11'|
|14cagnan14| with their |9timpan9|
crowdersº. Mind your Grimmfather! Think of your Ma!a|8| |13Hing the Hong is his jove's
hangnomen! Lilt a bolero, bulling a law!13| |5'She swore |8(+on croststyx+)8|
|s14nyne wyndaboutss14| she'dº be level with all |9the
snags9| of them yet.5'| |9|aBy the blessed Par
the Vulnerable Virgin'sºa| Mary del |13Dam Dame13|
she would.!9| So she said to herself she'd |4make
|5'fray frame5'|4| a plan to
|4make fake4| a shine, the mischiefmaker, the like of it you
|11never niever11| heard. Whatº plan? Tell me
|9quickly. quick and |11don't be dongu11| so
crould!9| What the |11mischief meurther11| did she
|4do |11make mague11|4|? Well, she
|5'borrowed bergened5'| a |17bag
zakº17|, a |4shammy4|
|17mailbag mailsack17|, |18with the lend of a loan of the light of his lampion,º18|
off one of her |4sons swapsons4|, Shaun the Post, and then she went |8and consulted her
|11'chapbooks chapboucqs11'|, old |9Mot9| Moore,
Casey's Euclid and the Fashion Display,º8| and made herself |9up tidal to join in the
mascarete9|. O |14gig14| |5'God
goggleº5'| of
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|11gigglers gigguels11|,º I can't tell you how! It's too screaming
|13funny to rizo13|, rabbit it all! |14Minneha, minnehi,
minnehe,º minneho!14| O,º but you must, you must really! |14Make my hear unread
it gurgle gurgle, like the farest gargle gargle,º in the dusky dirgle dargle|err.!º22|14| By the
|14holy twitteringº14| well of Mulhuddart I swear I'd
|8give |9pawn pledge9|8| my
|11chance of chanza11| |8going
getting8| to heaven |14through |21Terry Tirry21| and Killy's
mount of impiety14| to hear it all, |14every aviary14|
word|err.!ºerr| |3O, leave me my faculties, woman, a
while!º |aIf you don't like my story get out of the |5'boat
punt5'|. Well, |btell haveb| it your own wayº so.a|3| Here, sit down and
do as you're bid. |14Take my stroke and bend to your bow. Forward in and pull your |aavoirdupoise
overthepoisea|!14| |5'Go easy and keep quiet Lisp it slaney and crisp it
quiet5'|. |11Tell Deel11| me
|4slow longsome4|. |11Take
Tongue11| your time now. Breathe |11thet11| deep.
|11That's Thouat's11| the |5'way
fairway5'|. Hurry |4up and slow slow and scheldt4| you go.
|11Give Lynd11| us your
|4holy blessed4| ashes here till I
|2finish scrub2| the canon's underpants. |4Slow
Flow4| now. |4Slower still. Ower more.4| |19And
pooleypooley.19|
First she let her hair |17fall fal17| and down it
|4flowed flussed4| to her feet |6its teviots winding
coils6|. Then, mothernaked, she |9washed sampood9| herself with
|9bogwater galawater9| and |11mudsoap
fraguant |13pistania13| mud11||3,
|11upper and lower wupper and
lauar11|,3| from |3her3| crown to
|3her3| sole. Next she |errgreased
greesedºerr| the groove of her keel|9, warthes and wears and mole and itcher,9| with
|3antifouling3| |13butterscotch butterscatch13| |6and
|13turfentine |14turfentie turfentide14|13| and
serpenthyme,º6| and with leafmould she |5'multiplied
ushered out round5'| |2|4a thousand
prunella4| isles and2| |17islets
eslats17| dun|14, quincecunct,º14| alloverº her
little mary. |14|aFine gold was her gleaming belly
|bPeeled Peeldb| gold of waxwork her
jellybellya| and her
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grains of incense anguille bronze.14| And after that she wove a garland for her hair. She pleated it. She plaited it. Of meadowgrass and riverflags, the bulrush and waterweed, and of
|2the fallen2| |7leaves griefs7| of
the weeping willow. Then she made her bracelets and her anklets and her armlets and |2an aº
jetty2| amulet for necklace of |2clicking2| cobbles and
|2pattering2| pebbles |2and rumblen rumbledown rubble2|,
|5'rich gems richmond5'| and
|11'rare rehr11'|, of
|2Irish2| |13rhinestones
rhunerhinestonesº13| and |2watermarbles
shellmarble bangles2|. That done, |4a dawk of smut to her airy
eyeº, |14Annushka Lutetiavitch Pufflovah,14| |9and the lellipos cream to her
|alippelets lippeleensa| and the pick of the paintbox for her pommettes, from strawbirry reds to
extrayº |aviolets violatesa|,9| and4| she
|17sent sendred17| her |5'boudoir
boudeloire5'| |8maid maids8| to
|3Humphrey His Affluence|8, |aCherie Lagrande Ciliegia Grandea| and Kirschie
|aRoyal Reala|, |11'the two
chirrinesº,11'|8|3| with |3|5'respects
respecks5'| from his missus, seepy and sewery,
and3| a request |14she might leave might she passe of14| him for a
|4moment minnikin4| |3and. |8A call to
payº |aand light a tapera|, in |11Brie-on-Arrose
Brie-on-Arrosa11|, back in a (+9sprinkling
sprizzling+)9|.8| |9The cock striking mine, the stalls bridely sign, there's Zambosy waiting for
|errme. Me!º22|9| She3|
|9said orgedº9| she wouldn't be |4any half
her4| length away. Then, then, |8|awhen as soon as the
lumpa| his back was turned,º8| with her mealiebag
|11'slung slang11'| over her |13shoulder
shulder13|, Anna Livia, oysterface, |9out at last she |11out
forth11| of her |11'basin bassein11'|9| came.
Describe her! |7Bustle Hustle7| along, why can't you?
|3|5'Spit on the iron Spitz on the iern5'| while it's hot.
I wouldn't miss her for |11the world irthing
|13in the world on nerthe13|11|.3| |17Not for the lucre of
lomba strait!º17| |5'I must, I absolute must
|~I must, I absolute mussel |7I mussel, I absolute
must |9I mussel, I absolute most Oceans of |13God
Gaud13|, I |17mussel mosel17|9|7|~|5'| hear that!
|13|14Ogowe presta!14| Leste, before Julia sees
her!13| |9|aIshecrri or Ishekarry anda|
|11washe toney washemeskad, the carishy
caratimaney11|?9| |14unread Whole
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ladyfairº? Duodecimoroon? Bonaventuraº? Malagassy?14| What had she
on,º the |11little liddel11|
|13old oud13| oddity? How much did she |5'carry
scallop,5'| |3harness and weights3|? Here she is|3,
Amnisty Ann!º Call her calamityº electrifies man3|.
|3What has she got? A loin of jubilee mountain mutton.3|
No |3mutton electress3|
at all |5'but old Moppa Necessity, |14angin14|
mother of |14injins injons14|5'|. I'll tell you
|14now a test14|. But you must sit still. Will you hold your peace and listen well to what I am going to say now? It might have been ten or twenty to one
|8of the night of Allclose or the nexth of April8| when the |5'door flip5'| of her
|4ugly hoogly4| igloo |5'opened
|11'fluttered flappered11'|5'| and out |14stepped a fairy
toetippit a bushmamº14| woman, the dearest little
|11mother moma11| ever you saw, nodding
around her, all smiles, |9with ems of embarras and aues to awe,9|
|3between two ages,3| a judy queenº
|4the height of your knee not up to your
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elb4|. |2|14'And Quick,14'| look at her
|13sharp cute13| and |13seize saise13| her
|8quick (9quaint (10quirkint
quirk10)9)8| for the |8longer she lives the shorter
bicker she lives the slicker8| she grows.2|
|4Go away! Save us and tagus!4| No more?º
|3|11'Why Werra,º11'| where |9|aon
ina| ourthe9| did you ever |6see pick6| a
|4lambloin Lambay4| chop as big as a battering ram? |aAy, you're right. |8I
was |9I am I'm epte to9|8| forgetting|8,
|asays likeºa| Liviam |aLittle to Liddle
dida| Lovel Loveme Long8|.a|3| The |11height
linth11| of |4your knee my
hough4||3., I say!3| She wore a ploughboy's nailstudded clogs,
a pair of ploughfields in themselves: a sugarloaf hat with a |5'sunrise
|9gaudyquivery gaudyquiviry9|5'| peak and a band of gorse
|9for an arnoment9| |2and a hundred streamers dancing off it|13, all
aflume,º13|2| and a |14golden guildered14| pin to pierce it: owlglassy bicycles boggled her eyes: and a
|9fishnet veil fishnetzeveil9|
|s17she had to keep the sun from spoiling her wrinkles for the sun not to spoil the wrinklings of her
hydeaspectss17|: potatorings |9buckled boucled9| the loose
|9ends of her ears |11lobs of her listeners laubes of her
laudesnarersº11|9|: her nude cuba stockings were salmonspotspeckledº: she sported a
|11galligo11| shimmy of |11hazegrey
hazevaipar11| |9tinto9| |3that
|9once was blued never was fast9| tillº it ran in the
|awash washinga|3|: stout stays|3, the
rivals,3| lined her length: her bloodorange |9knickers bockknickers, a two in one garment,9| showed natural
nigger boggers, fancyfastenedº, free to undo: her blackstripe tan joseph was |8sequansewn and8| teddybearlined, with
|2a wavy |4grassgreen rushgreen4| epaulettes2|
|3and3| a |5'border leadown5'| here and there of
|5'swansdown royal swansruff5'|: a brace of gaspers stuck in her hayrope garters: her civvy
|9coat codroy coat with alpheubett buttons9| was boundaried round with a twobar tunnel belt: |9a fourpenny bit in
|aher pocketsides each pocketsidea| weighed her safe from the blowaway |awind
windrusha|:º9| she had a clothespeg tight astride (16of
on16) her |8joki's8| nose and |2she keptº on
grinding2| |9something a
sommething9| quaint |2she held2|
in her |8|9fiuming fiumy9|8| mouth:º and the
|8tail |a|brreke rrrekeb| of thea| fluve of the tail of the
gawan8| of her snuffdrab (+9shuiler's
siouler's+)9| skirt trailed |4forty
|6sixty |8fifty ffiffty8|6|4|
|s17odds17| Irish miles behind her |9on the road |11long the road
lungarhodes11|9|.
Hellsbells, I'm sorry I missed her! |5Sweet |11'umptyum gumptyum11'| and nobody
fainted|err.!º22|5| |3But in
|5'which whelk5'| of her mouths? Was her |5'nose
naze5'| alight?3| Everyone that saw her said the
|2dear |7douce
|11dowse dowce11|7|2| little
|4lady delia4| looked a bit queer. |5'Lotsy trotsy, mind the
poddle!5'| |8Missus, be good and don't fol in the say!8|
|11Funny poor frump Fenny poor
hex11| she must have |4looked |5'turned
charred5'|4|. |5'Dickens
Kickhams5'| a |6funnier
|11rummier frumpier11|6| ever you
saw|err.!ºerr| |5Making |s17soft
mushs17| mullet's eyes at her boys |17dobelong
dobelon17|.º5| |4And they crowned her
|13the their13| |11chariton11|
queen |13of the may, allº the maids13|.
Of the may?4| |5You don't say!5|
|3|aIt was well Well for hera| she couldn't see herself.3|
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|4I |11'warrant that's recknitz11'|
|13why wharfore13| |9she the
darling9| |amuddied murrayeda| her mirror. She did?
Mersey me!4| There was a |9gang koros9| of
|2drouthdropping2| surfacemen,
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boomslanging and plugchewing, |8fruiteyeingº and flowerfeeding,8| |9in contemplation of the fluctuation and the undification of her
filimentation,9| |3lying lolling3|
and leasing on |13Lazy North Lazers'13|
|11Wall Waal11| |13all eelfare
week13| |4by the |5'Royal George
|11'Jook of Jukar11'| Yoick's5'|4| and as
soon as they |2saw her |4trip meander4| by |13that
marritime way13| in |4profile her grasswinter's
weeds4| and2| twigged who |4it was was in it was under
her |a|18deaconess
|sharchdeaconess'sºsh|18|a|
bonnet4||2, |4Lucan's Avondale's4| fish
and |4Dublin's Clarence's4| poison,2|
|17says |sasid |s+sedges
wheezesºs+|sa|17| |11one to another an to
anaberº11||8, Wit-upon-Crutches to Master Bates8|: Between
|2you and me |13me and you our two
|asouthsides southsatesa|13|2| and the |2wall
granite2| |13we're they're13| warming,
|s14as round as a hoop,s14|º |s14eitherº her face
|sais has beensa| lifted ors14| Alp has
doped|err.!ºerr|
But what was the game in her mixed |11'bag baggyrhatty11'|? |19Just the tembo in her tumbo or pilipili from her pepperpot? Saas and taas and specis bizaas.19| |9And where in thunder did she plunder? Fore the battle or efter the ball?9| I want to get it |8while it's fresh |afriska| from the soorce8|. |3I |9bet aubette9| my |14beard bearb14| it's worth while poaching on|err.!º22|3| Shake it up, do, do! |8That's a good old son of a ditch!8| |11'Radile-me-rudall the restigouche.º11'| And I promise I'll make it |11'worth wentworthº11'| your while. And I don't mean maybe. |14Nor yet with a goodfor.14| |5'Tell me what and tell me |9Tell me more but tell me Spey me pruth and I'll tale you9|5'| true.
Well, |5'around |13arondgirond
arundgirond13|5'| |8in a waveney |11line
lyne11|8| |9aringarouma9| she pattered |2and swung and sidled|4,
dribbling her boulder through |amud and |11narrows of
narrowa11|a| mosses,4| |8the diliskydrear on our
|adry driera| side and the vildevetchvineº agin us,
|11curaro curara11| here, careero there,8|
not knowing which |4way to turn medway |9or
|aweser
wheserºa|9| to strike
it,º4|2| |11edereider,11|
|9making chattahoochee all to |11herself her ain
chichuiº11|,9| like Santa Claus |3at the
|11call cree11| of the pale and
puny,º3| |8|11bending nistling11| to hear for their tiny
hearties,8| |9her arms encircling Isolabella, then running with reconciled |13Romus and Remes
Romas and Reims13|, |aand thena| bathing Dirty Hans'
nos spatters with spittle,º9| |17on like a
|ablank lech to bea| off like a
dart,º17| with a Christmas box apiece for |11each and every one
aisch and iveryone11| of her |2children childer|9, the
birthday gifts they dreamt they gaveº her|13, the spoiled she fleetly laid at our
|adoors doora|13|9|2|.º |13On the matt,
unread unread by the pourch and inunder the cellar
too.13| |4The rivulets ran
|13|aaflood afloda|13| to
see|5, the glashaboys, the pollynooties5|.4| |9Out of the
|13paunshaup paunschaup13| on to the pyre.9| Andº they all about her,
|17youths and maidens juvenile leads and ingenuinas, from the slime of their slums and |s+artesans dwelling artesaned
wellingss+|17|, |4rickets and riots,4| |8like the Smyly boys at their vicereine's
levee,º8| chippingº herº and raising a bit of a |11jeer or
cheer chir or a
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jary11||9,º |11long live, little Anne, Vivi
vienne, little |13Anne, Annchen!º13|11|
|13old Anna, high life, Vielo Anno, high life!º13| |11'Sing us a
sula, O Susuria!º |14Ausone sidulcis!º14| Hasn't she
tambre!,º11'|9| every |14time
dive14| she'd |7dip
neb7| in her |5culdee5|
|11'sack sacco11'| |2of
|11'rubbish she robbed wabbash she
raabed11'|2| and |2out with reach out2| her
maundy |13merchandise meerschaundize, poor souvenir as per
|v14recorder ricorderv14| and all for sore aringarung13|, stinkers and heelers, laggards and
|8primeboys primelads8|, |5all her natural her furzeborn5|
sons and |5|7dribbledary dribblederry7|5| daughters, a thousand and one of them, and
|5'something wickerpotluck5'| for each of them. |8For evil and ever. And
|akick kiksa| the buch.8| A tinker's
|5'tan bann5'| and a
|4bucket barrow4| to boil his billy for Gipsy Lee:º a cartridge of
cockaleekie soup for |11'Tommy the Soldier Chummy the Guardsman11'|:
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for |3Pender's sulky nephew acid drops sulky Pender's acid nephew deltoidº drops3|, curiously strong: a cough and a
rattle and wildrose cheeks forº poor |13little Piccolina13| Petite
|5'O'Hara MacFarlane5'|: a jigsaw puzzle
of needles and pins and blankets and shins between them for Isabel|10', Jezebel10'| and Llewelyn
|13Marriage Mmarriage13|: a brazen nose and pigiron mittens for Johnny Walker Beg:º
(+5the a+)5| |13papal papar13| flag of the
saints and stripes for Kevineen O'Dea: a puffpuff for Pudge Craig and a |2marching nightmarching2|
hare for |11Toucher |21Techer
Techertim21|11| |8Doyle |11'Thumb
Tombigbyº11'|8|: waterleg and gumboots each for Bully Hayes and Hurricane Hartigan:º a prodigal heart and
fatted calves for Buck Jones, the pride of Clonliffe: |2a loaf of bread and a father's early |9kick aim9| for
|21Tim Val21| from Skibereen: |xa jauntingcar for Larry Doolin, the
Ballyclee jackeen:x| a |+trial seasick+| trip on a government
ship for |6Peat Teague6| O'Flanagan: |v+a louse and trap for Jerry
Coyle:v+| |x|4mudmincepies slushmincepies4| for Andy
Mackenzie:x| |xa |v+haircut hairclipv+| and
clackdish for Penceless Peter:x| |x|9a spellingbee book for Rosy Brooke that twelve sounds look for G. V.
Brooke9|:ºx|2| |3a drowned doll |14toº face
downwards14| for |14modest14| Sister Anne |5'Mortimer5'|:3|
|9altar falls for |aBlanche's Blanchisse'sa| bed: Wildairs'
|abreeches |11'breechies |14breekies
|21breeketties breechettes21|14|11'|a| for Magpeg |14Woffington
Woppington14|: |aforº Sue Dot a big eye,º forº Sam Dash a false step:a|9|
|4|14a snake snakes14| in clover|13, picked and scotched,13|
|aand a vaticanned vipercatcher'sº visaa| for Patsy Presbys:4| |9a
|13rise reiz13| |ain the morn every morninga| for
Standfast Dick and a drop every minute for Stumblestone Davy:9| |2oakwood
scruboak2| beads for |v+2Holy
|4holy beatified4|v+|2| Biddy: |3|4an applewood stool
|5'an appletreed stool two appletweed stools5'|4| for Eva
|aThornton |5'Thornstone
Mobbely5'|a|: for (+9Sara Saara+)9| Philpot a
jordan |a|4valley vale4|a|
|11tearjar tearorne11|:3|
|2|+a pretty box of Pettyfib's Powderº for Eileen |11Alannah
|aArruna Arunaa|11| to whiten
her teeth |4and |5outsmile
outflash5| |6Ellen Helen6|
Arhone4|: a whipping topº for Eddyº Lawless:+|2| for
Kitty Coleraine of |8Buttermilk Butterman's8| Lane a penny wise for her foolish pitcher: a putty shovel for
|8Larry |aPatty Terrya|8| the Puckaun: a
potamusº |+3head mask+|3| for Promoter Dunne: (3a
|9dynamite egg niester egg with a twicedated shell and a dynamight
right9| for |9Paul Pavl9| the Curate:3)
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|9a collera morbous for Mann in the |aCloak Cloacka|: a starr and girton for Draper and Deane: for Will-of-the-Wispº and
Barny-the-Barkº two mangolds noble to sweeden their bitters: for Oliver Bound a way in |13the his13| frey: for Seumas, thought little, a crown he feels
big:9| a |5'tibertine'sº5'| pile with a
|4Congoswood4| cross on the back for |v+2Lucky Joe
Sunny |9Jim Twimjim9|v+|2|: |8a |9glory
praises9| be and spare me days for Brian the |abrave Bravoa|:8|
|9|11plenty penteplenty11| of pity with |11lashings
lubilashings11| of lust for |11Lona Olona11| Lena
Magdalena:9| |4for Camilla, Dromilla, Ludmilla, Mamilla, a bucket, a packet, a book and a pillow:4| for Nancy
Shannon a |9Tuam Tuami9| brooch: for Dora
|9Riparia9| Hopeandwater a cooling doucheº and a warmingpan: a
|v+2couple of pairs pairv+|2| of Blarney |9breeks
|abraggies |s17braggs |atweedbags
braggsa|s17|a|9| for Wally Meagher: a |2hairpin2| slatepencilº for Elsie Oram to scratch her toby, doing her
|2best with her2| |+3vulgar volgar+|3| fractions:
|3|xan old age pension for Betty |9the Beauty |aBella
Bellezzaa|9|: a bag of the blues for Funny Fitz: |9a Missa pro Messa for Taff de
Taff:9| Jill, the spoon of a girl, for Jack, the broth of a boy: a |5'Robinson
Rogerson5'| |13Crusoe Crusoe's13| Friday fast for
|4Patrick Angelus Rubinstein Caducus Angelus Rubiconstein4|:
se three hundred and sixtysix poplin |5'ties tyne5'| for
|5'every revery5'| |4day
warp4| in the |4annual weaver's4|
|5year woof5| for Victor
|8Hugonot Hugoknotº8|: a
|7stiff |8steaded8|7| rake and |+plenty of good
|8varians8|+|
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muck for Kate the Cleaner: a hole in the ballad for Hosty: two dozen of cradles for Archdea J. F. X. P.º Coppinger:
|9|13tenpomten tenpounten13| on the pop for the daulphins born with five spoiled squibs for Infanta:9| a letter to
last a lifetime for (+9Maggy Maggi+)9| beyond by the ashpit: the |4heaviest deaf and dumb heftiest
frozenmeat4| woman from |+here to Howth Lusk to
Livienbad+| for Felim the Ferry: |+|aspawater and spes spas and
speranzaa| |9and symposum'sº syrup9| for |9Gouty decayed and blind and
gouty9| Gough:+| |4a change of |anames
navesa| and |aa choice joysa| of ills for Armoricus Tristram
|a|bGrillroom Amoorb|a| Saint |aLarynx
Lawrencea|:4| |8a guillotine shirt for Reuben Redbreast |errund
andºerr| hempen suspendeats for Brennan on the Moor:8| |9an oakanknee for Conditor Sawyer and musquodoboits for
|14Great14| Tropical Scott:9| |5a C3
peduncle for Karmalite Kane:5| a |asunlessa| map of the
|4world month,º4| including the
|4moon sword4| and |+stars
|4stamp
stamps|err,º22|4|+| for
|4Shaun Shemus O'Shaun4| the Post:x|3| |4a jackal
and with hide for Browne but Nolan:4| |3|+|aa stonecold shoulder for Donn Joe Vance:a|
|5'a lock and a all lock and no5'| stable for |aCarmen
|bHonour Bright Honorbrightb|a|
|s17Meretrix |saMerreytricks
Merreytrickxsa|s17|:+|3| a big drum for Billy Dunboyne:º |8a
|agolden |bgoldy guiltygoldenyºb|a| bellows, below me blow
me,º for Ida Ida and a Hushabyº rocker, Elletrouvetout|err,ºerr| for Who-is-silvier —º
|ashe is who Where-is-he?a|:º8| |3|xwhatever you like to
|5take swilly5| to |13drink
sw swash13||4,
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Yuinness or Yennessy, |11Lagen Laagen11| or
Niger,4| for Festus King and Roaring Peter and Frisky Shorty and Treacle Tom and |4Maurice O. B.4|
|aBehana| and Sully the Thug and Master Magrath and Peter Cloran |9and O'Delawarr Rossa and Nerone
|11MacPeace MacPacem11|9| and whoever you like chance to meet knocking around:x|3| and a
|s14pig'ss14| bladder balloon for |+3Mary Selina
|aSara Selina Selina |9Susquehana Susquehanna9|a|+|3|
Stakelum. But what did she give to |+3Una Pruda+|3| Ward and
|8Katty Kanel and8| Peggy Quilty |2|+and
|8Nora Briery8| Brosna+|2| and Teasy Kieran and
Ena Lappin |8and Muriel |21Mosel Maassy21|8|
|9and |11Susy Zusan11| Camac and Melissa
|aBradogue
Brandogueºa|9| |5'and Flora Ferns and Fauna
Fox-Goodman5'| |13and Grettna Greaney and Penelope Inglesante13|
|11and Lezba Licking |13and like13|
Leytha Liane11| |13and Roxana Rohan with Simpatica
Sohan13| |3|+and Una |11and Bina
Bina Laterza11| and Trina |5Kane La
Mesme5|+|3| and Philomena O'Farrell |4and |aIrma Kelly Irmak Ellya|4|
|2|+and Josephine Foyle+|2| (3and
|5'Snakeshead5'| Lily and |5'Fountainoy5'|
Laura3) and |v+2Moira |14Mary Marie14|v+|2|
Xavier Agnes |3|+Daisy+|3| |14Francis Frances14| de Sales
|9MacCabe |11MacCall Macleay11|9|? She gave them
|11every mother's ilcka madre's11| daughter a moonflower and a
|4bloodstone |11'bloodleaf bloodvein11'|4||11: but the
grapes that ripe before reason to them that divideº the vinedress11|. |4And to So on4| Izzy, her
|4youngest shamemaid4|, |4a vision of love beyond her
years love shone befond her tears4| |4and to so as
from4| Shem, her |4eldest penmight4|, |4life before his time
life past befoul his prime4|.
My colonial, |9what a wardha9| bagful! |14A
|sabeggareen's bakereen'ssa| dusind with |sawith
unread a tithe ofºsa| tillies to boot.14| That's what you may call a tale of a
tub|err.!ºerr| |17And
|s+Hibernian Hibernonians+| market
too|err.!º22|17| |4All that and more under one crinoline envelope if you dare
to break the |5porkbarrel5| seal.4| |3|+No wonder
they'd run from her |8like the pison8|
plague.+|3| Throw us |4the your hudson4| soap for
the honour of |4God. Clane!º4| |3|xThe wee
|5'bit taste5'| the water
left.x|3| |9I'll raft it backº first thing in the marne. |11Merced
mulde!11| Ay, and don't forget the reckitts I |11lent
lohaned11| you.9| |2|+You've all the
swirls your side of the current. Well, am I to blame for that if I have? Who said you're to blame for that if you have?º
|13You're a bit on the sharp side. I'm on the wide.13| |8Only snuffers'
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cornets drifts my way that the |9cracked divine cracka dvine9| chucks out of his cassock|9, with
|athe her estheryear'sa| marsh narcissus to make him recant his |avanetty
vanittya| fair9|. Foul strips of his Chinook'sº bible I do be reading, |9dodwell disgustered but9| chickled with chuckles
|14'at the tittles is drawn on the tattlepageº14'|. Eº Senior ga dito:
|aFacciasi Faciasia| Omo! E Omoº fu fòº. Ho! Ho! Eº Senior ga dito: Faciasi
Hidamo! Eº Hidamo se ga facessà. Ha! Ha! And Die Windermere
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Dichter and Lefanu (Sheridan's) |errOld oldºerr| House by the
|9Churchyard Coachyard9| and Mill (J.) On Woman with Ditto on the Flossº.
|11'O Ja11'|, a swamp for |11your Miller
Altmuehler11| and a stone for his flossies!º8| |9I know the how racy
they move his wheel.9| My hands are |ablue |9as blue
blawcauld9|a| between |9cold isker9| and
|11'soda suda11'|
|a|9as like9| that piece of pattern chayney there, lying below. Or where is it? Lying beside the
(+7reeds sedge+)7| I saw ita|. |4Hoangho, my sorrow, I've lost
it!4| |11Aimihi!11| |3|+With that
|7peaty turbary7| water who could see?+|3|
|13So near and yet so far!13| But O, |8go on. gihon!8| I
|11love lovat11| a gabber.+|2| I could listen to
|4more and more |11more and mauve maure and
moravar11|4| again. |2Rain for the |4Rain on the
|11'Rain |~Regen
Regn~|11'| onder4|2| river. Flies |2for the fish
|4to do4| your float2|.
|4This Thick4| is the life for
|4me mere4|.
Well,º you know or don't you |9know kennet9| or haven't I told you every
|11story telling11| has |11'an end a
taling11'| |5and that's the he and the she of it5|. Look, look, the dusk is
growing|err.!ºerr| |11My branches lofty are taking root. And my cold cher's gone
|agrey ashleya|.11| |9Fieluhr?
Filou!9| What |9time is it age is at9|? It
|9must be saon is9| late. |9It's ages 'Tis
endless9| now I |17since senne17|
|13I or anyone eye or |14erewon erewone14|13| last saw
Waterhouse's |11clock clogh11|.
They took it asunder, I |14heard hurd14| |13them say thum
sigh13|. When will they reassemble it? |3|xO, my back, my back, my
|13back bach13|!x|3| |6I'd want to go to
Aches-les-Pains.6| |13Pingpong! There's the Belle for Sexaloiterº! And Concepta de
Send-us-prayº! Pang!13| Wring out the clothes! Wring in the dew! |9Godavari,º vert the
showers! And grant |11'of Thy Thayaº11'| grace!
Aman.º9| Will we spread them here now?º |v+2Yes Ayv+|2|, we will.
|13Flip!13| Spread on your |2side bank2| and I'll
spread mine on mine. |13Flep!13| It's what I'm doing. Spread!º |2It's
|5'turning churning5'| chill it is now.
|aThe wind |5'A wind Der
|6wend went6|5'|a| is rising. I'll
|aput laya| a few stones on the |9hotel
hostel9| sheets. A man and his bride |aslept embraceda| between them. (3Else I'd have
sprinkled and folded them only.3) |aAnd I'll tie my butcher's apron here.
(3It's suety yet. The |9strollers
|asioulers strollersa|9| will pass it by.3) Six
shifts, ten kerchiefs, |9nine to hold to the fire and and ten one one's the coda, this for the code,9| the convent
napkins,º twelve, one baby's shawl.a|2| |14Goodmotherº Jossiph knows, she said.
Whose head? Mutter snores? Deataceas!14| |11'Where
Wharnow11'| are |11all alle11| her childer
|11'now |~unread, say~|11'|?
|9In kingdome gone or power to come or gloria be to them farther? Allalivial, allalluvial!9| Some here, more no more, more again |v+2gone
lostv+|2| |11to the alla11| stranger. I've heard tell that same brooch of the Shannons was married into a family in Spain. And
all the |8Dunders de8| Dunnesº |8in
Markland's Vineland8| |3|+beyond Brendan's
|8sea herring |apond poola|8|+|3|
takes number nine in |8yangsee's8| hats. |2And
one of Biddy's
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beads was went |arolling bobbinga| lonesomeº till she
|v+stuck |ablank rounded
upºa|v+| |11last lost11|
|5'Friday week histereve5'| |+with a marigold and a cobbler's
candle+| in a |9side strain of a9| |+main+| drain
|9of a manzinahurries9| off Bachelor's Walk.2| But all that's left to the last of the Meaghers
|8in the |11loop
loup11| of the years prefixed and between8| is
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one kneebuckle and two hooks in the front. Do you tell me that now? I do,º in troth. |11Orara por Orbe and poor Las
Animas!11| |11'Ussa, |aussa
ullaº, we're umbas alla|!11'|
|8|11And Mezha,11| didn't you hear it a deluge of times|14,
ufer and ufer, respund to spond14|? You deed, you deed! |9I died, I died! I need, I
need!9|8| |9It's that irrawaddyng I've |11stuck
stoke11| in my aars. It all but husheth the lethest |s17sound
zswounds17|.9| |4Oronoko! What's |7the your7|
trouble?4| Is that the great |5'Dunboyne Finnleader5'| himself
|5'in his joakimonoº5'| on his statue riding |5'his
the5'| high horse there |5'forenenst you forehengist5'|?
|8Father of Otters, it is himself!8| |9There? Yonne
there?º9| |11Is it Isset11| that?
(3On Fallareen Common?º3) |9You're thinking of Astley's Amphitheayter where the bobby restrained you making sugarstuck
|amouths poutsa| to the ghostwhite horse of the Peppers.9| Throw the cobwebs from your eyes, woman, and spread your washing
proper|err.!ºerr| (3It's well I know your sort of
slop. |13Flap!13| |8Ireland sober is Ireland stiff. |13Lord help you,
Maria, full of grease, the load is with me!13| Your prayers.8| |s14I sonht zo!
|aunread Madammangutºa|!s14| Were you
lifting your elbow, tell us, glazy cheeks, in |9the Conway's9| Carrigacurra
canteen?º Was I what,º |5hobbledehips
hobbledyhips5|? |13Flop! |aYour rere gait's |14Greekoroman
creakorheuman14| when |14but your blank
disagree bitts your butts disagrees14|.a|13| Amn't I up since the damp dawn|13, marthared
mary allacook,13| with |9Corrigan's pulse and9|
|13varicose vericoarseº13|
veins, |13my pramaxle smashed, Alice Jane in decline and |14the blind my
|aoneeyed |bhalfeyed oneeyedb|a|14| mongrel twice run over,13|
soaking and bleaching boiler rags, and sweating cold, a widow like me,
|9for9| to deck my tennis champion son, the laundryman with the |s17lavender
lavandiers17| flannels? |8You won your |9limpopo9| limp
fromº the |9eleven husky9| hussars when Collarº and Cuffs was heir to the town and your slur gave the stink to
Carlow.8| Holy |6Saint Wolstan,
Scamander!º6| I |11'saw
sar11'| it again! Near the golden falls. |5'Icis on us!5'|
|9Seints of light!9| |11There!
Zezere!11| Subdue your noise, you |13poor
hamble13| creature!3) What is |v+itv+| but a
|9blackberry blackburry9| growthº or the
|5'grey mare dwyergray5'| ass them four old
codgers owns. Are you |5'meaning |9maining meanam9|5'|
Tarpey and Lyons and Gregory? I |13mean meyne13|
|4now|5', thank all,5'|4| |4those four codgers the four of them,
and the roar of them,º4| thatº |9owns draves9| that stray in the
|v+2night |adark mista|v+|2| and old Johnny MacDougal along with
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them. |2Is that the Poolbeg |v+light flasherv+| |4beyond
beyant|13, pharphar,13|4| or |a|9the mast of a coaster a
fireboat coasting9| |4near |11nigh
nyar11|4| the |9Kish
Kishtna9|a| |v+orv+| a glow |aI beholda| within a hedge
|9or my Garry come back from the Indes9|?2| |3|+Wait till
the |9rising of the moon. honeying of the lune, love!9|+|3| |9Die,º eve, little
eve, die! We see the wonder We see |athe wonder's that wondera| in your eye.9|
|8We'll meet again, we'll part once more. |aThe spot I'll seek if the hour you'll find.a| I have y
|9I see my chart My chart |ais on shinesa| high9| where
|ayou spill the blue milk the blue milk's upseta|. |9Forgivemequick, I'm going!9|
|11'Bubye!11'| And |athere's
|9take you, pluck9|a| your watch, forgetmenot.8| |11Your
evenlode.11| |11'|aAnd safe So savea| to
jurna's end!11'| My |4sight is getting sights are swimming4| thicker on me
|4with by4| the shadows |4in to4| this place.
|11I'll I11| |4go
|5'so sow5'|4| home slowly now |4my
by4| own way|2, |4the valley |5'my
valley moyvalley5'|4| way2|.
|4So will |5'Too will
(+7Row will |11Tow will
Towy11|+)7|5'|4| I too,º |4by mine
|5'my mine rathmine5'|4|.
Ah, but she was the queer old skeowsha anyw anyhow, Anna Livia, |8twinkletoes
|atrinkletoes
trinklytoesºa|8|! And sure he was the |9queer
quare9| old buntzº too, Dear Dirtyº Dumpling, foostherfather of |4all of us fingalls and
fotthergills4|!º |2Gammer and gaffer,º we're all their
gangsters.2| Hadn't he the seven
|2wives? dams to wive him? And every dam had |+her+| seven
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crutches. And every crutch had |v+itsv+| seven hues. And |v+every eachv+|
hue had a |4different differing4| cry. |8Suds
Sudds8| for me and supper for you and the doctor's bill forº Joe John.º2|
|3|a(16Before! Before! Befor! Bifur!16)a| He married his markets,
|anear and far cheap by foula|, I know, |8|alike |ban old
anyb| Etrurian Catholic Heathen,a| in their pinky limony creamy
|9viridies birnies9| and their turkiss indienne
mauves,.8| |8but But8| at
|amilkingtime |5milkingmass
milkidmass5|a| who was the spouse? |aThen all that was was fair.
|4|11'In Tys11'|
Elvenland!º4| Teems of times and happy returns. The |11same
seim11| anew.a|3| |6Ordovico or viricordo.6|
|4Anna was, Livia is, Plurabelle's to be. Northmen's thing made southfolk's place
but howmulty |5creators plurators5| made
eachone a in person? Latin me that, my trinity scholard|8, out of
(10the eure10) sanscreed into
(10the oure10)
eryan8||err.!ºerr| Hircus Civis
Eblanensis!4| He had |2|v+billygoat buckgoatv+|2| paps on him,
large soft ones |2for orphans2|. Ho, Lord! Twins of his |v+2chest
bosomv+|2|. Lord save us!º And ho! |v+2Yes? Hey?v+|2| What all men.
|v+2What? Hot?v+|2| His tittering daughters of. Whawk?
Can't hear with the waters of. The chittering waters of. Flittering bats, fieldmice bawk talk.
|2Ho!2| Are you not gone |2home ahome2|? What
|v+2wrong |21Tom Thom21|v+|2| Malone? Can't hear with bawk of bats, all
|21the thim21| liffeying waters of. Ho, talk save us! My foos |2won't
woon'tº2| moos. I feel as old as yonder elm. A tale told of Shaun or Shem? All Livia's daughtersons. Dark hawks hear us!º Night! Night! My ho head halls. I feel
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as heavy as yonder stone. Tell me of John or Shaun? Who were Shem and Shaun the living sons or daughters of? Night now! Tell me, tell me, |2tell me,2| elm! Nightyº
night! (16Tell me tale Telmetale16) of stem or stone. Beside the rivering waters of, hitherandthitheringº waters of. Night!