Finnegans Wake - James Joyce [147]
drames our dreams tell Bappy returns.
And Sein annews. We will not say it shall
not be, this passing of order and order’s
coming, but in the herbest country and in
the country around Blath as in that city
self of legionds they look for its being ever yet. So shuttle the pipers done.6 Eric aboy!
7 And it’s time that all paid tribute to this massive mor-tiality, the pink of punk
perfection as photo— graphy in mud.
Some may seek to dodge the
1 I wonder if I put the old buzzerd one night to suckle in Millickmaam’s honey like they use to emballem some of the special popes with a book in his hand and his mouth open.
2 And a ripping rude rape in his lucreasious togery. 3 Will ye nought would wet your weapons, warriors bard?
4 Roe, Williams, Bewey, Greene, Gorham, McEndicoth and Vyler, the lays of ancient homes.
5 The stanidsglass effect, you could sugerly swear buttermilt would not melt down his dripping ducks.
6 Thickathigh and Thinathews with sant their dam. 7 Oh, could we do with this waddled of ours like that redbanked profanian with his bakset of yosters.
gobbet for its quantity of quality but who
wants to cheat the choker’s got to learn to
chew the cud. Allwhichhole scrubs on
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
scroll circuminiuminluminatedhave
encuoniams here and improperies there.1
With a pansy for the pussy in the corner. 2
Bewise of Fanciulla’s heart, the heart of
Pitchcap and
INCIPIT IN triangle, noose
Fanciulla! Even the recollection of willow
TERMISSIO.
and tinctunc.
MAJOR AND
fronds is a spellbinder that lets to hear.3
Uncle Flabbius
MINOR
The rushes by the grey nuns’ pond: ah eh
Muximus to
Niecia Flappia
oh let me sigh too. Coalmansbell: behoves
Minnimiss. As
you handmake of the load. Jenny Wren:
this is. And as
pick, peck. Johnny Post: pack, puck.4 All
this this is.
the world’s in want and is writing a
Dear Brotus,
land me
letters.5 A letters from a person to a place arrears.
about a thing. And all the world’s on wish
Rockaby,
to be carrying a letters. A let-ters to a king babel, flatten a
wall. How he
about a treasure from a cat. 6 When men
broke the good
want to write a letters. Ten men, ton men,
news to Gent.
pen men, pun men, wont to rise a ladder.
And den men, dun men, fen men, fun
men, hen men, hun men went to raze a
leader. Is then any lettersday from many
peoples, Daganasanavitch? Empire, your
outermost. 7 A posy cord. Plece.
We have wounded our way on foe tris
prince till that force in the gill is faint
afarred
1 Gosem pher, gezumpher, greeze a jarry grim felon! Good bloke him!
2 And if they was setting on your stool as hard as my was she could beth her bothom dolours he’d have a culious impressiom on the diminitive that chafes our ends.
3 When I’am Enastella and am taken for Essastessa I’ll do that droop on the pohlmann’s piano.
4 Heavenly twinges, if it’s one of his I’ll fearly feint as swoon as he enterrooms. 5 To be slipped on, to be slept by, to be conned to, to be kept up. And when you’re done push the chain.
6 With her modesties office.
7 Strutting as proud as a great turquin weggin that cuckhold on his Eddems and Clay’s hat.
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
and the face in the treebark feigns afear.
MODES COAThis is rainstones ringing. Strangely cult
LESCING
for this ceasing of the yore. But Erigureen
PROLIFERATE
is ever. Pot price pon patrilinear plop, if
HOMOGENUINE
the osseletion of the onkring gives omen
HOMOGENnome? Since alls war that end war let EITY.
sports be leisure and bring and buy fair.
Ah ah athclete, blest your bally bathfeet!
Towntoquest, fortorest, the hour that hies
is hurley. A halt for hearsake. 1
1 Come, smooth of my slate, to the beat of my blosh! With all these gelded ewes jilting about and the thrills and ills of laylock blossoms three’s so much more plants than chants for cecilies