FINNEGANS WAKE
Protodrafts
2nd draft, November-December 1924, §3B draft level 1
MS British Library 47482b 106-109 Draft details
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clean character acting in the dark |1though I own the recital will be painful to me personally1|. There is not a teaspoonspill of evidence to my bad and I can so protest against
|1everything publication of libel and by any Ticks Tipsylon1| to the highest personage at
|1present this moment1| holding down the throne. As a matter of fact I undertake to discontinue all practices and and honestly as my
|1best1| policy I have had my lesson. |1The amusing part is1| I will say that
since my toils of domestication began famine has receded from this land. Idle were it to inquire whether I be the |1mass1| product of team work or an outcome of group marriage for, surrounded by obscurity, I
claim my natural |1freeman's1| right at common law to opt for blank. I mean to say, had my faithful Fulvia turned her back on her ways
|1to go on the hills1| in search for brunette men or had she left her crocus bed at the mere suggestion of some infamous fisherman
|1who wd have abused of her1| there might accrue advantage to ask but she ever did ensue whatsoever pertained unto fairhood & |1I did
take |athe hand of my |bwhimpering delights, myb|a| jealousy by & did lead her
out to Ringsend ferry whimpering1| I did encompass her |1all1| about, my verminbreeder, with lovingkindness and
|1I |afed gavea| unto my little turkeythighs1| with soft goods & hardware and fine hosiery lines &
geegaws such as women wear |1&1|
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all daintiness by teatime and I hung pigmy suns for |1the1| supperhour |1of my frigid
one1| & I fed her upon spiceries for her garbage breath and to my saffronbreathing mongoloid I gave handewers & loinscrubbers |1and a currycomb for her tuzzy1|
|1and with1| clubmoss & wolvesfoot for her moister places and I made for |1her
my shiny brow|a, |bmy love, myne elskede,b|a|1| an earthcloset wherein to be
quit of her sabbath needs and I restored for her her paddypalace & added thereunto a shallow laver to put out her hellfire &|1, rain or shower or drizzle of sleet,1| I did learn my little
|1anna1| countrymouse her alphabeater |1camelunread
cameltemper1| from ashenbirch to hazelyou, with my rattan at her drum, ooah oyir oyir oyir, and I did spread before my Livvy my selvage mats of soft lawn and I planted for |1her for my hot
lass1| a vineyard & fenced it about with Chesterfield elms |1and I first brewed for her1| a |1doubled
lindaub Dublin lindub1| to split the spleen of her maw and I laid down before |1the feet of1| my eblanite
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my |1stoneybattered1| waggonways |1of stone1| whereon the mule & the hinny and the jennet and the
mustard nag |1& piebald shetlandees & skewbald orkyknees1| stepped lively for her pleashadure and she laughed at the switchering of the whip.
— Mattahah marahah luahah joahah