Finnegans Wake - James Joyce [158]
you seat! O, dear me, that was very nesse!
Very nace indeed! And makes us a
daintical pair of accomplasses! You, allus
for the kunst and me for omething with a
handel to it. Beve! Now, as will pressantly
be felt, there’s tew tricklesome poinds
where our twain of doubling bicirculars,
mating approxe-metely in their suite poi
and poi, dunloop into eath the ocher.
Lucihere ! I fee where you
1 Sewing up the beillybursts in their buckskin shiorts for big Kapitayn Killykook and the Jukes of Kelleiney.
2 Say where! A timbrelfill of twinkletinkle. mea. The doubleviewed seeds. Nun,
Zweispaltung
as
lemmas quatsch, vide pervoys akstiom,
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
of Wiederher-
stickme punctum, but for semenal rations
stellung.
I’d likelong, by Araxes, to mack a capital
Pee for Pride down there on the batom1
where Hoddum and Heave, our
monsterbilker, balked his bawd of
parodies. And let you go, Airmienious,
and mick your modest mock Pie out of
Humbles up your end. Where your
apexojesus will be a point of order. With a
geing groan grunt and a croak click
cluck.2 And my faceage kink and kurkle
trying to make keek peep.3 Are you right
there, Michael, are you right? Do you
think you can hold on by sitting tight?
Well, of course, it’s awful angelous. Still I don’t feel it’s so dangelous. Ay, I’m right
here, Nickel, and I’ll write. Singing the top line why it suits me mikey fine. But,
yaghags hogwarts and
arrahquinonthiance, it’s the muddest thick
that was ever heard dump since
Eggsmather got smothered in the plap of
the pfan. Now, to compleat anglers,
beloved bironthiarn and hushtokan
hishtakatsch, join alfa pea and pull loose
by dotties and, to be more sparematically
logoical, eelpie and paleale by trunkles.
Alow me align while I encloud especious !
The Nike done it. Like pah,4 I peh. Innate
little bondery. And as plane as a poke
stiff.5 Now, aqua in buccat. I’ll make you
to see figuratleavely the whome of your
eternal
1 Parsee ffrench for the upholdsterer would be delightered. 2 I’ll pass out if the screw spliss his strut. 3 Thargam then goeligum? If you sink I can, swimford. Suksumkale!
4 Hasitatense?
5 The impudence of that in girl’s things!
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
geomater. And if you flung her headdress
Destiny, In-
flunce of
on her from under her highlows you’d
Design upon.
wheeze whyse Salmonson set his seel on a
Prometheus or
hexen-gown.1 Hissss!, Arrah, go on! Fin
the Promise of
Provision
for fun! You’ve spat your shower like a son
of Sibernia but let’s have at it! Subtend to me now! Pisk! Outer serpumstances beiug
ekewilled, we care-fully, if she pleats, lift by her seam hem and jabote at the
spidsiest of her trickkikant (like thousands done before since fillies calpered. Ocone !
Ocone !) the maidsapron of our A.L.P.,
fearfully! till its nether nadir is vortically where (allow me aright to two cute
winkles) its naval’s napex will have to
beandbe. You must proach near mear for
at is dark. Lob. And light your mech.
Jeldy! And this is what you’ll say.2
Waaaaaa. Tch! Sluice! Pla! And their,
redneck, (for addn’t we to gayatsee with
Puhl the Pun-kah’s bell?)mygh and thy,
the living spit of dead waters,3 fastness
firm of Hurdlebury Fenn, discinct and
isoplural in its (your sow to the duble)
sixuous parts, flument, fluvey and
fluteous, midden wedge of the stream’s
your muddy old triagonal delta, fiho miho,
plain for you now, appia lippia pluvaville,
(hop the hula, girls!) the no niggard spot
of her safety vulve, first of all usquiluteral threeingles, (and why wouldn’t she sit
cressloggedlike the lass that lured a
tailor?) the constant of fluxion,
Mahamewetma, pride of the province4
and when that tidled boare rutches up
from the