Finnegans Wake - James Joyce [162]
Service super-
WITH
seding self.
can’t say if it’s the weight you strike me to EBONISER.
Catastrophe
the quick or that red mass I was looking at
IN PIX.
and Anabasis.
but at the present momentum, potential
EUCHRE
The rotary
RISK, MERCI
as I am, I’m seeing rayingbogeys rings
pro-cessus and
BUCKUP, AND
round me. Honours to you and may you
its
MIND WHO
reestablishment
be commended for our exhibitiveness! I’d
YOU’RE
of
love to take you for a bugaboo ride and
PUCKING,
reciprocities.
FLEBBY.
play funfer all if you’d only sit and be the ballasted bottle in the porker barrel. You
will deserve a rolypoly as long as from
here to tomorrow. And to hell with them
driftbombs and bottom trailers! If my
maily was bag enough I’d send you a
toxis. By Saxon Chromaticus, you done
that lovely for me! Didn’t he now,
Nubilina? Tiny Mite, she studiert whas?
With her listeningin coiffure, her dream of
Endsland’s daylast and the glorifires of
being presainted maid to majesty. 3 And
less is the pity for she isn’t the lollypops she easily might be if she had for a sample
Virginia’s air of achievement. That might
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
keep her from throwing delph.4 As I was
saying, while retorting thanks, you make
me a reborn of the cards. We’re offals
boys ambows. 5 For I’ve flicked up all the
crambs as they crumbed from your table
um, singing glory allaloserem, cog it out,
here goes a sum. So
1 A byebye bingbang boys! See you Nutcracker Sunday!
2 Chinchin Childaman! Chapchopchap!
3 Wipe your glosses with what you know.
4 If I’d more in the cups that peeves thee you could cracksmith your rows tureens.
5 Alls Sings and Alls Howls.
read we in must book. It tells. He
prophets most who bilks the best.
And that salubrated sickenagiaour of
The Twofold
COME SI
Truth and the
yaours have teaspilled all my hazeydency.
COMPITA Conjunctive
Forge away, Sunny Sim! Sheepshopp.
CUNCTITI Appetites of
Bleating Goad, it is the least of things,
TITILATIO?
Oppositional
CONKERY
Eyeinstye! Imagine it, my deep dartry
Orexes.
CUNK,
dullard! It is hours giving, not more. I’m
Trishagion.
THIGHonly out for celebridging over the guilt of THIGHTthe gap in your hiscitendency. You are a TICKELLYTHIGH, LIGhundred thousand times welcome, old GERILAG,
wort-sampler, hellbeit you’re just about as
TITTERITOT,
culpable as my woolfell merger would be.
LEG IN A TEE,
In effect I could engage in an energument
LUG IN A
over you till you were republicly royally
LAW, TWO AT
A TIE, THREE
toobally prussic blue in the shirt after.1
ON A
Trionfante di bestia! And if you’re not
THRICKY
your bloater’s kipper may I never curse
TILL OHIO
OHIO
again on that pint I took of Jamesons. Old
IOIOMISS.
Keane now, you’re rod, hook and sinker,
old jubalee Keane! Biddy’s hair. Biddy’s
hair, mine lubber. Where is that Quin but
he sknows it knot but what you that are
my popular end-phthisis were born with a
solver arm up your sleep. Thou in shanty !
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Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce
Thou in scanty shanty ! ! Thou in slanty
scanty shanty! ! ! Bide in your hush! Bide
in your hush, do! The law does not aloud
you to shout. I plant my penstock in your
postern, chinarpot. Ave! And let it be to
all remembrance. Vale. Ovocation of
maiding waters.2 For auld lang salvy
steyne. I defend you to champ my
scullion’s praises. To book alone belongs
the lobe. Foremaster’s meed3 will mark
tomorrow, when we are making
pilscrummage to whaboggeryin with
1 From three shellings. A bluedye sacrifice. 2 Not Kilty. But the manajar was. He! He! Ho! Ho! Ho!
3 Giglamps, Soapy Geyser, The Smell and Gory M Gusty. staff, scarf and blessed wallet and our
Abnegation is
ENTER THE
Adaptation.
aureoles round our neckkandcropfs where
COP AND
Cato. Nero.
as and when Heavysciusgardaddy,