Finnegans Wake - James Joyce [158]
consecants and cotangincies till Per-perp
stops repippinghim since her redtangles
are all abscissan for limitsing this
tendency of our Frivulteeny Sexuagesima3
to expense her-selfs as sphere as possible,
paradismic peri— mutter, in all directions
on the bend of the unbridalled, the
infinisissimalls of her facets becoming
manier and manier as the calicolum of her
umdescribables (one has thoughts of that
eternal Rome) shrinks from schurtiness
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
1 I enjoy as good as anyone.
2 Neither a soul to be saved nor a body to be kicked. 3 The boast of the town.
Canine Venus
to scherts.1 Scholium, there are trist
sublimated to
sigheds to everysing but ichs on the freed
Aulidic
brings euchs to the feared. Qued? Mother
Aphrodite.
of us all! O, dear me, look at that now! I
Exclusivism:
the Ors, Sors
don’t know is it your spictre or my
and Fors,
omination but I’m glad you dimentioned it
which?
! My Lourde ! My Lourde ! If that aint just
the beatenest lay I ever see ! And a
superpbosition ! Quoint a quincidence !
O.K. Omnius Kollidimus. As Ollover
Krumwall sayed when he slepped ueber
his grannya-mother. Kangaroose feathers:
Who in the name of thunder’d ever
belevin you were that bolt? But you’re
holy mooxed and gaping up the wrong
palce2 as if you was seeheeing the gheist
that stays forenenst, you blessed
simpletop domefool! Where’s your
belested loiternan’s lamp? You must lap
wandret down the bluishing refluction
below. Her trunk’s not her brain— box.
Hear where the bolgylines, Yseen here the
puncture. So he done it. Luck! See her
good. Well, well, well, well! O dee, O dee,
that’s very lovely ! We like Simperspreach
Hammel-tones to fellow Selvertunes
O’Haggans.3 When he rolls over his ars
and shows the hise of his heels. Vely lovely entilely! Like a yangsheep-slang with the
tsifengtse. So analytical plaus— ible ! And
be the powers of Moll Kelly, neigh— bour
topsowyer, it will be a lozenge to me all
my lauffe.4 More better twofeller we been
speak copperads. Ever thought about
Guinness’s? And the regrettable Parson
Rome’s advice?
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
1 Hen’s bens, are we soddy we missiled her?
2 I call that a scumhead.
3 Pure chingchong idiotism with any way words all in one soluble. Gee each owe tea eye smells fish. That’s U.
4 The Doodles family, Hoodle doodle, fam.?
Want to join the police.1 You know, you
were always one of the bright ones, since
a foot made you an unmentionable, fakes !
You know, you’re the divver’s own smart
gossoon, aequal to yoursell and wanigel to
anglyother, so you are, hoax! You know,
you’ll be dampned, so you will, one of
these invernal days but you will be,
carrotty! 2
Wherapool, gayet that when he stop look
Primanouriture
SICK US A
and Ultimo-
time he stop long ground who here hurry
SOCK WITH
geniture No
he would have ever the lothst word, with a
SOME SEDI Sturm. No
sweet me ah err eye ear marie to reat from
MENT IN IT
Drang.
FOR THE
the jacob’s3 and a shypull for toothsake of
SAKE OF OUR
his armjaws at the slidepage of de Vere
DARNING
Foster, would and could candykissing P.
WIVES.
Kevin to fress up the rinnerung and to ate
by hart (leo I read, such a spanish,
escribibis all your mycoscoups) wont to
nibbleh ravenostonnoriously ihs mum to
me in bewonderment of his chipper
chuthor for, while that Other by the halp
of his creac-tive mind offered to
deleberate the mass from the booty of
fight our Same with the holp of the bounty
of food sought to delubberate the mess
from his corructive mund, with his
muffetee cuffes ownconsciously
grafficking with his sinister cyclopes after trigamies and spirals’ wobbles pursuiting
their rovinghamil-ton selves and
godolphing in fairlove to see around the
waste of noland’s browne jesus 4 (thur
him no quartos!)