Fair copy, September 1926, II.2§8 draft level 2

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A great dab wasº frankily at the manual arith sure enough which was the bekase he knowed from his cradle no boy better why his tenº fingures were giving him whatfor to fife with. First there came bokoº andº nigh him wigworms
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and nigh him tittlies and nigh himº cheekchaps and nigh him pickpocket with pickpocketpumbº, pickpocketpointº, pickpocketprod, pickpocketpromise and upwithem. And anyhows always after them the dimpler he weighed the fonder fell he of cardinals. Always would he be arecitingº of them up by rota,º from fursed to laced, quickmarch to decemver, soº asº to pin the tennersº, thumbs down. And anon and aldays, strues yerthere, would he wile arecreating emº in lumerous ways like to pitch of your cap, pac,º on to tin tall spillicans. Ace, deuce, tricks,º quarts,º quims. Whileº on the other hand, sexes, suppersº, oglers, novels and dice. What signifieth all that but 'tis as strange to relate he, nonparile to reedº, rite and reckan, caught allmeals dull marksº for his nucleudº and allgobrew. Oº themº bate him up jerrybly! Binomeans to be comprendered. The aximones. Equal to =º hsaoc.º


So, as you know yourself better nor anyone else, comic cuts always were to be seen in Casey's,º frost book of, page torn on dirty, and so, by long last,º as it would fall out, must heº to bid adieu to those cardinhands he so greatly missed. Dearº hearts of my counting, wouldº it lilt then, forewheel to backnumbers, and, the time being no help fort, please lick one and turn over.

Problem ye ferst, constructº ann aquilittoralº dryankle.º Probe loom!º With his primal handstoe in his sole salivarium. Concoct an equoangular trilitterº. On the name of the teaser and off the tongs and off the mythametical tripods. Beatsoon.

Can you not doº her, numb? asks Dolph, suspecting the answer know. I cont, kenº you, ninny? |2answers asks2| Kevº, expecting the answer guess. Nor wasº the noer long disappointed for,º easiest of kisshams, he was told.º |2O, tell it to we, do, Sem! Wellº, 'tis thusly.2| First mull a mugfullº of mud, son. Oglores,
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he prays, olorum! What |2the D.V.2| would I do that for? That's a goosey's ganswer you're givingº me, he is told, what |2the Deva2| would you do that for? Take your mut for a first beginning. Anny liffle mud which cometh out of Mamº will doob, I guess. Mux it at a point of the
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coastmapº to be called αº but pronounced olfa. There's the isle of Mun, ah! O! Bene!º Now|2,º all in applepine order,2| (forº Dolphº, dean of idles|2, suckling of a stone,2|veniteº praeteriti,º sine mora dumque de entibusº nascituris decentiusº in lingua romana mortuorum parva chartula livianaº ostenditur, sedentes in laetitiaº super ollas carnium,º spectantes immo situm lutetiae undeº auspiciis secundis tantae consurgent humanae stirpes, antiquissimam flaminum amborumº Jordani et Jambaptistaeº mentibus revolvamus sapientiam:º totum tute fluvii modoº mundo fluere, eademº quae ex aggere fututa fuere iterum intraº alveum fore futura, quodlibet sese ipsum perº aliudpiamº agnoscereº contrarium, omnem demumº amnem ripis rivalibus amplecti — recurrently often coached ribolliumtendingº mikes of his same and over his own choirage,º among of whom he was pulledº up,
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|2for a dillon a dollar,2| changingº letters for them to |2bonnes bronze2| mottes and blending tschemes for em in tropadores andº devising tinglingº tailwords too whilestº|2, cunctant that another would finish his sentence for him,2| he would smilabit eggwaysº ned, he would, and pick upon his ten ordinailed ungles, |2telling retelling2| humself a reel of funnish fictsº apout the sheeº, how faust of all and on segund thoughts and the third'sº the charmhim girlaloveº and fourthermore and filthily with bag from Oxatown and baroccidents and proper accidence and hoptohill and hexenshoesº; and in point of feet when he landed in ourland'sº leinster for the twicedhecame timeº |2off Lipton's launch in aº black suit of sails2| he converted its nativesº, young ordnands and old unguished elders, to put off the barcelonasº from their sinful corpicules |2and
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kiss on their boots
2| as often as they came within bloodshot of another familiar temple and showed em the celestine way to by his tristar and hattrick and his humdrum dumb and numb nostrums |2that he larned in Hymbuktu2|;º and that same gallo-romanº cultous is very prevailend up to this windiest of soirées allº over what was beforeabouts a landº of nods, in spite of all the bloot, all the braim, all the brawm,º all the brile,º that was shod, that were shat, that was shukº all the while, for our people still hold
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|2to2| their healing and byleave in the old weighsº downupon the Swannyº innovatedº by him|2,º the prince |aof propaganda di Propagandia|, the chrism |aof fora| the christmass and the rock of o' ralerealityº,2| and it is veritably beliedº, we belove, that not all the soupcans that's in the queen's |2cellars pottagepotsº2| and not all the green gold that the Indus contains would ever |2induce hinduceº2| themº (o.p.) to steeplechange back to their ancient habits which,º cumma, having listed curefully to his continental'sº curses, apostrophised Byrne's and Flaming'sº and Furniss's and Bill Hayses'sº and Ellishly Haught's, hooº, they let drop as a doombody drops without another word eitherways, as swift as paddywhackº, coal on:º and, talking of missions in general,º of course this has blameall in this world to say to hisº private'sº jidgmentsº when, soº to put it, on the shaughraun; but to return for a mere moment to the firstº landing (half a mot),º if the pretty elisabess — she laid her sleeve for him |2the two2| trueveres say,º and beauty alone of all daresº say where now is shee thatº was the belle of La Chapelle, shapely Liselle,º |2and the peg-of-my-heart of all the tompull,º2| or on whose limbs-to-lave her semicupioseº eyes now kindling themselves are brightning,º the Shee who then (4.32 m.p.º to be precise,º accordantº to all three |2Doctor Waterburies, doctors' waterburies,º that was MacAuliffeº and poor MacBeth and poor oldº MacCamell,º2| to the tickleticks, of the synchronismsº, all lauschening,º a time also confirmed |2seven sincuriesº later2| by the fourth medical johnny, |2poor old MacAdoo MacDollett,º2| with notary, whose presence was required by theº law) who gave him that vantageº of a cuddlebath at her proper mitts — if she then|2, the then that mattersº2| — but, seigneur!,º she could never have forefelt such a coolcold douche as him |2coming doubling2| back|2, O alors!,º2| to mountº miss under a vartryproof name (would it wash?),º |2with a cheek as peaceful as, |awill shalla| we sayº, a pretty professed claire's,º2| to buy her in,º |2faith mon foie, nunc and tunc,º2| andº other mavourneens |2by her side in plurible numbers |afrom Arklow shore to Louth,º |bcome messes,º come mams, and touch your spottpriceb|a|2| (for 'twasº he wasº the born suborner, man),º on behalf of an oldest ablished firma of winebakers,º Lagrima undº Gemiti,º laterº on called |2by the unirish name2| Grindings and Nash, |2the
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|aall one |bAll One One andº Only Firm,
b|a|2| lastlyº of Landsend corner, man —º it must have been, faw!,º a terrible mavrue mavroneº,º such a finalley, as flat as his fut, for whowhowho?,º the poourº girl, |2a lonely peggy, given the bird,2| so isoladed and short wonder so mannyº of the |2male tomdick tomthick and tarry2| members in all there
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sobsequiousº ages uppedº to console with her |2till the ides of Manxº |a, the O'Kneels and the O'Prayins and the O'Hyens and the O'Hollerins,ºa|2| in juwelietry and kickyochoses and madornaments and that's not the finisº of it (would it were!º) — but to think of him foundingº a |2nellisa nellizaº2| the second also clipt bussº where he did and when he did|2, retriever to the last —º2| forget now was it on street or downº|2for merry a valsehood whisprit he to minnyº a lilyingº earling;2| and to tryº to analyse that |2ambo's2| pair of |2arms braceleans2| akwart the sea trying to amarm all of that bearded |2but insensible2| virility into her limited lap at the same slap for towelling ends |2in their delightfulº Sessex home, Somehow-at-Sea,º2| as though he were a wrigular writher neonoveneº babe! — well, diarmueeº and
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,º if that is what lamoor that of gentleº breast rathe is intaken seemsº circling towardsº out yondestº heaven holpº his hindmostº and, mark meº, it |2begins egins2| to pear like it par my fay and there is no use for your pastripreaching for to cheeseº it either or praying fleshblood claspers to take warnungº by the trispastº, why?, bycowsº they wonotº do ut; and an you couldº peep inside the cerebralised saucepanº of this ourº goodfornobody you would see in his house of thoughtsam what a |2jetsam2| litterage of
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convolvuliº of times lost orº strayedº, of lands derelictº or sunkº and of tongues laggin too,º andº not only that but,º byº |2looking farahead searchlightingº pharaheadº2| into faturity,º your own convolvulis would real to jazzfancy the fresh takingplaceº of what stale words whilom were woven with and fitted fairly featly for;º |2and so; and equally so2| the crameº of it isº that whenas the swiftshot soareyesº of our pupilteachertautº duplex willº hark back to lark to you that no mouth has the might to set a mearbound to the march of a |2landsmaal landsmaulº2| in half a sylbº onward the beast of |2burden boredomº2| common sense lurking down insideº his loose |2Eating2| collar is going toº whishtº to you sternly that)º you must, haw,º draw the line somewhawre.º
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|2Whats? Yourº parn! (Andº in truth he had albut lost himself, so had he gazedº in the |acrystal lazilya| eye of his lapis, |avieus von Dublin Vieusº Von DVbLIn) a|2| Givenº now an inch you take an all. Now (lens
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your |2dappled2| eyeº here),º we seeº the copyinkº lineº ALº stops at Lambday.º Modder ilond there too. Nowº with Olaf as centrum and Olaf's lambtail for his spokesman circumscribe a cyclone. Hoop! O, dear me! O, dear me now!º |2So clever, early doomed, alas!º2| But it's not aloverº yet. The mystery repeats itself todate as our motharº |2Gaudyanna, that wasº daughter to a tanner,2| used to sing hesterday and istherday andº forivor. I remumble, |2purr lil murr of mine,2| so she used indeed. What a wonderful memory you have too! Twonderfulº morrowy! Bene!º Now springing quickenly
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from the mudland Loosh from Luccan with Allhim as her Elder turn aº somersault. Watch! Hop lala! O, dear me,º that was very nesse! Very nace indeed! Bene!º Now, there's tew tricklesome poinds where our twain of doubling bicirculars dunloopº into eathº the ocher.º Lucihere!º I fee where you
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mea. Now, I think as I'm squeezing theº |2lemon limonº2| I'd |2like likelong2| to |2have mack2| a capital Pee for Pride down there andº let youº go and |2muck orrangeº2| your modest |2mockº2| Pie out of Humbles up your end. Are you right there, Michael, are you rightº? Ayº, I'm right here, Nickelº, and I'll writeº. But it's the muddestº thick that was ever heard dumpº. Now joinº alfaº pee and pee loose by dottiesº and eelpie and paleale by trunkles. Like pat.º I pea. Now, aqua in buccat,º I'll make you to see figuratleavelyº the whom of your eternal
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. Pist! We carefully|2, if you please,2| lift upº by her hem the maidsapron of our A.L.P., fearfully!,º till its netherº nadir is where its naval's napex will have to beandbe. Waaaaaa. Tch!º Pla! And |2there's there midden of the stream'sº2| your muddy old delta for you now, the first of all usquiluteralº |2triangons. triangons and Allaphº Quaran'sº bed or end.2|
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O, dear me,º look at that now! What a quincidence! But you're |2looking gaping2| up the wrong |2place palce2|, you blessed simpletop. You must |2look on lap down2| the bluishing reflection below. |2This. Well, well, well, well,º well!2| O Dee, O Dee,º that's very lovely! Very lively entirely!º You know, you were alwiseº one of the bright ones, fakes. You know, you'reº the devil's own smart gossoon, so you are, hoaxº! You know,º you'llº be damned, so you will,º but you will be, carrotty.

Whereapoolº with a sweetº me ah err eye ear marie to reat fromº theº jacob's and a slypullº at the slidepage would candydissingº P. Kevin wont to nibble his mumº to me in bewonderment of his chipper chuthor grafficking cyclopes after trigamies pursuiting theirselves andº godolphing in fairlove to see around the waste of noland'sº browne |2paper jesus (give him no |apaper quartosa|!)2| till that on him soº poorin sweat the juggaleer's veins |2(quench his quill!)2| in his scragº stud out bursthright tamquam
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. From this misbelieving facemaker to his noncredibleº fancyflame. Ask for Bosthoonº, late for Mass, pray for theº blaablaablackº sheep. |2(Sure,º you could rite as foyne as that yerself, mick!)2| Dear and he went on to scrippleº gentlemine born, milady bread, he would pen for her, he would pine for her, how he would patpunº fun for all with his frolicky frowner so and his glumsome grinner otherso. And how are you, waggy? My animal isº sorrafool! And trieste|2, ah2| trieste |2all ate I2| my liver!º |2Se non èº vero son trovatore.º2| O jerry! He was soso. He was sadfellow. He was mistermysterion. Look at hisº twitchersº! He was quisquis, floored on his plankraft of shittim wood.º Look at him! |2Want more ashes?2| Nowº he was lying low on his rawsideº laying siege to goblin castle. And nowº he was laying him long on his laughside lying sack to croakpartridge. Ann opes |2soon to too soon2| ear.º |2|aWithout If you |bcould meb| lendtillºa| the price of a plate of poultice.2| With best apolojigs to self for |2the clericalsº and2| again trispassing on your bunificence. Well,º wiggywiggywagtailº, and how are you,º yaggy? Blott.
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Nowº |2(brush your |ahat! flop hatº, son of a Butt!a| She's mine sweet tart of Whitekneesº |aLane Archwaya|)2| watch him signing away in happynest complete.º Intricatedlyº in years,º jirryalimpaloop. And I romain to fallthere at bare feet, hurryaswormarose.º |2|aHp uº bn gd grl. Und. Undº A alws my thts.ºa| Toº be continued. Anon.2|

And ook, ook,º fanky! This is how San Holypolypoolsº.
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And this is the way Romeopullupaleapsº. |2Pose the pen, man,º way me does. |aWay |bOleb| Missa Yellatruth fust show meº how.a|2| And this,º regard!,º isº how Chawleses Skewered Paruppernelligoes.

Butº |2(that Jacoby feelingº again!º and Kevvyº just loves |ait his puppadums a|!)º2| afterº all his meddlied muddlingisms,º theeº faroots hof cullchaw end ateº citrawn,º woodint wunº able rep of the triperforatorº awlriteº through his pergamanº doº for the selfchuruls smarterº like it done for manny another of the hairydary quite quandary firstlingsº couldº not but reckonº in his adder's way our frankson who, to be plain, was misocain. Wince
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wan's won! Rip! Andº his countinghands rose.º