Finnegans Wake - James Joyce [144]
Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
crushsake,
earthapples. Coax Cobra to chatters. Hail,
chawley!
Heva, we hear! This is the glider that
gladdened the girl5 that list to the wind
that lifted the leaves that folded the fruit that hung on the tree that grew in the
garden Gough gave. Wide hiss, we’re
wizen1 All his teeths back to the front, then the moon and then the moon with a hole behind it.
2 Skip one, flop fore, jennies in the cabbage store. 3 None of your cumpohlstery English here!
4 Understudy my understandings, Sostituda, and meek thine complinement, gymnufleshed. 5 Tho’ I have one just like that to home, deadleaf brown with quicksilver appliques, would whollymost applissiate a nice shiny sleekysilk out of that slippering snake charmeuse.
ing. Hoots fromm, we’re globing. Why
hidest thou hinder thy husband his name?
Leda, Lada, aflutter-afraida, so does your
girdle grow! Willed without witting,
whorled without aimed. Pappapassos,
Mammamanet, warwhets-wut and
whowitswhy.1 But it’s tails for toughs and
Pige pas.
titties for totties and come buckets comebats till deeleet. 2
Dark ages clasp the daisy roots, Stop, if
PANOPTICAL
you are a sally of the allies, hot off
PURVIEW OF
Minnowaurs and naval actiums, picked
POLITICAL
PROGRESS
engagements and banks of rowers. Please
AND THE
stop if you’re a B.C. minding missy, please
FUTURE PREdo. But should you prefer A.D. stepplease.
SENTATION
And if you miss with a venture it serves
OF THE PAST.
you girly well glad. But, holy Janus, I was
forgetting the Blitzen-kopfs! Here,
Hengegst and Horsesauce, take your
heads3 out of that taletub! And leave your
hinnyhennyhindyou! It’s haunted. The
chamber. Of errings. Whoan, tug, trace,
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
stirrup! It is distinctly understouttered
that, sense you threehandshighs put your
twofoot-large timepates in that dead wash
of Lough Murph and until such time pace
Seidlitz
one and the same Messherrn the grinning
powther for
statesmen, Brock and Leon, have shunted
slogan
the grumbling coundedtouts, Starlin and
plumpers.
Ser Artur Ghinis. Foamous homely brew,
bebattled by bottle, gageure de guegerre.4
Bull igien bear and then bearagain
bulligan. Gringrin gringrin. Staffs varsus
herds and bucks vursus barks.
Hoploits and 1 What’s that ma’am? says I. atthems.
2 As you say yourself.
3 That’s the lethemuse but it washes off.
4 Where he fought the shessock of his stimmstammer and we caught the pepettes of our lovelives.
By old Grumbledum’s walls. Bumps,
Curragh
machree, me
bellows and bawls.1 Opprimor’s down, up
bosthoon
up Opima! Rents and rates and tithes and
fiend. Femilies
taxes, wages, saves and spends. Heil,
hug bank! All
we suffered
heptarched span of peace!2 Live, league of
under them
lex, nex and the mores! Fas est dass and
Cow-dung
foe err you. Impovernment of the booble
Forks and how
by the bauble for the bubble. So wrap up
we enjoyed
over our pick
your worries in your woe (wumpum-tum!)
of the
and shake down the shuffle for the throw.
basketfild. Old
For there’s one mere ope3 for down-fall
Kine’s Meat
Meal. Flieflie
ned. As Hanah Levy, shrewd shroplifter,
for the jillies
and nievre anore skidoos with her
and a
spoileds. 4 To add gay touches. For hugh
bombambum
for the
and guy and goy and jew. To dimpled and
nappotondus.
pimpled and simpled and wimpled. A
peak in a poke and a pig in a pew.6 She
wins them by wons, a haul hectoendecate,
for mangay mumbo jumbjubes tak mutts
and jeffs muchas bracelonettes gracies
barcelonas.6 O what a loovely free-speech
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
’twas (tep) 7 to gar howalively hinter—
grunting! Tip. Like lilt of larks to
burdened crocodile,8 or skittering
laubhing at that wheeze of old windbag,
Blusterboss, blow-harding about all he
didn’t do. Hell o’ your troop! With