Finnegans Wake - James Joyce [157]
Vieus Von DVbLIn, ’twas one of
Uteralterance
or the
dozedeams a darkies ding in dewood) the
Interplay of
Turnpike under the Great Ulm (with
Bones in the
Mearingstone in Fore ground).1 Given
Womb.
now ann linch you take enn all. Allow me!
And, heaving alljawbreakical expressions
The Vortex.
out of old Sare Isaac’s2 universal of
Spring of
specious aristmystic unsaid, A is for Anna
Sprung Verse.
The Ver-tex.
like L is for liv. Aha hahah, Ante Ann
you’re apt to ape aunty annalive! Dawn
gives rise. Lo, lo, lives love! Eve takes fall. La, la, laugh leaves alass! Aiaiaiai,
Antiann, we’re last to the lost, Loulou! Tis perfect. Now (lens
1 Draumcondra’s Dream country where the betterlies blow. 2 O, Laughing Sally, are we going to be toadhauntered by that old Pantifox Sir Somebody Something, Burtt, for the rest of our secret stripture?
your dappled yeye here, mine’s
Sarga, or the
path of
presbyoperian, shill and wall) we see the
outgoing.
copyngink strayed-line AL (in Fig., the
Docetism and
forest) from being con tinued, stops ait
Didicism,
Maya-Thaya.
Lambday:1 Modder ilond there too. Allow
Tamas-Rajas–
me anchore! I bring down noth and carry
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
Sattvas.
awe. Now, then, take this in! One of the
most murmurable loose carollaries ever
Ellis threw his cookingclass. With Olaf as
centrum and Olaf’s lambtail for his
spokes-man circumscript a cyclone. Allow
ter! Hoop ! As round as the calf of an egg!
O, dear me! O, dear me now! Another
grand dis-cobely! After Makefearsome’s
Ocean. You’ve actuary entducked one!
Quok! Why, you haven’t a passer!
Fantastic! Early’ clever, surely doomed, to
Swift’s, alas, the galehus! Match of a
matchness, like your Bigdud dadder in the
boudeville song, Gorotsky Gollovar’s
Troubles, raucking his flavourite turvku in
the smukking precincts of lydias,2 with
Mary Owens and Dolly Monks seesidling
to edge his cropulence and Blake–Roche,
Kingston and Dockrell auriscenting him
from afurz, our papacocopotl,3 Abraham
Bradley King? (ting ting! ting ting!) By his magmasine fall. Lumps, lavas and all.4
Bene! But, thunder and turf, it’s not alover yet! One recalls Byzantium. The mystery
repeats itself todate as our callback
mother Gaudyanna, that was daughter to
a tanner,5 used to sing, as I think, now
and then consinuously over her possetpot
in her quer
1 Ex jup pep off Carpenger Strate. The kids’ and dolls’ home. Makeacakeache. 2 A vagrant need is a flagrant weed.
3 Grand for blowing off steam when you walk up in the morning. 4 At the foot of Bagnabun Banbasday was lost on one 5 We’re all found of our anmal matter.
homolocous humminbass hesterdie and
The Vegetable
Cell and its
ist-herdie forivor.1 Vanissas Vanistatums!
Pri-vate
And for a night of thoughtsendyures and a
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
Properties.
day. As Great Shapesphere puns it. In
The haves and
the havenots:
effect, I re-mumble, from the yules gone
a distinction.
by, purr lil mur— rerof myhind, so she
used indeed. When she give me the
Sundaclouths she hung up for Tate and
Comyng and snuffed out the ghost in the
candle at his old game of haunt the
sleepper. Faithful departed. When I’m
dreaming back like that I begins to see
we’re only all telescopes. Or the
comeallyoum saunds. Like when I dromed
I was in Dairy and was wuckened up with
thump in thudderdown. Rest in peace !
But to return.2 What a wonder-ful
memory you have too ! Twonderful
morrowy! Straorbinaire! Bene! I bring
town eau and curry nothung up my sleeve.
Now, springing quickenly from the
mudland-Loosh from Luccan with Allhim
as her Elder tetra-turn a somersault. All’s
fair on all fours, as my instructor unstrict me. Watch ! And you’ll have the whole
inkle. Allow, allow! Gyre O, gyre O,
gyrotundo ! Hop lala