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Chapter 1 Finnegans Wake ~ Book 1 - Chapter 2
written by James Joyce
Chapter 3



Contents

Book II

chapter 2

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    As we there are where are we are we there UNDE ET UBI.
from tomtittot to teetootomtotalitarian. Tea
tea too oo.
With his broad Whom will comes over. Who to caps ever. SIC.
and hairy face, And howelse do we hook our hike to find that
to Ireland a pint of porter place? Am shot, says the big-
disgrace. guard.1
    Whence. Quick lunch by our left, wheel, IMAGINABLE
Menly about to where. Long Livius Lane, mid Mezzofanti ITINERARY
peebles. Mall, diagonising Lavatery Square, up Tycho THROUGH
Brache Crescent,2 shouldering Berkeley Alley, THE
Don't retch meat querfixing Gainsborough Carfax, under Guido PARTICULAR
fat salt lard d'Arezzo's Gadeway, by New Livius Lane till UNIVERSAL.
sinks down (and where we whiled while we whithered. Old
out). Vico Roundpoint. But fahr, be fear! And
natural, simple, slavish, filial. The marriage of
Montan wetting his moll we know, like any
enthewsyass cuckling a hoyden3 in her rougey
 
 

        1 Rawmeash, quoshe with her girlic teangue. If old Herod with the Corm-
well's eczema was to go for me like he does Snuffler whatever about his blue
canaries I'd do nine months for his beaver beard.
       2 Mater Mary Mercerycordial of the Dripping Nipples, milk's a queer
arrangement.
        3 Real life behind the floodlights as shown by the best exponents of a royal
divorce.

 

 

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gipsylike chinkaminx pulshandjupeyjade and
her petsybluse indecked o' voylets.1 When
who was wist was ware. En elv, et fjaell. And
the whirr of the whins humming us howe.
His hume. Hencetaking tides we haply return,
trumpeted by prawns and ensigned with sea-
kale, to befinding ourself when old is said in
one and maker mates with made (O my!),
having conned the cones and meditated the
mured and pondered the pensils and ogled the
olymp and delighted in her dianaphous and
cacchinated behind his culosses, before a
Swiney Tod, ye mosoleum. Length Withought Breath, of him,
Daimon Barbar! a chump of the evums, upshoot of picnic or
stupor out of sopor, Cave of Kids or Hyma-
nian Glattstoneburg, denary, danery, donnery,
Dig him in the domm, who, entiringly as he continues highly-
rubsh! fictional, tumulous under his chthonic exterior
Ungodly old Ard- but plain Mr Tumulty in muftilife,2 in his an-
rey, Cronwall tisipiences as in his recognisances, is, (Dominic
beeswaxing the Directus) a manyfeast munificent more mob
convulsion box. than man.
    Ainsoph,3 this upright one, with that CONSTITU-
noughty besighed him zeroine. To see in his TION OF THE
horrorscup he is mehrkurios than saltz of CONSTITU-
sulphur. Terror of the noonstruck by day, TIONABLE AS
cryptogam of each nightly bridable. But, to CONSTITU-
speak broken heaventalk, is he? Who is he? TIONAL.
Whose is he? Why is he? Howmuch is he?
Which is he? When is he? Where is he?4 How
is he? And what the decans is there about him
 
 

            1 When we play dress grownup at alla ludo poker you'll be happnessised
    to feel how fetching I can look in clingarounds.
            2 Kellywick, Longfellow's Lodgings, House of Comments III, Cake Walk,
    Amusing Avenue, Salt Hill, Co. Mahogany, Izalond, Terra Firma.
            3 Groupname for grapejuice.
            4 Bhing, said her burglar's head, soto poce.

 

 

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anyway, the decemt man? Easy, calm your
haste! Approach to lead our passage!
This bridge is upper. PROBA-
Cross. POSSIBLE
Thus come to castle. PROLEGO-
Knock.1 MENA TO
A password, thanks. IDEAREAL
Yes, pearse. HISTORY.
Well, all be dumbed!
O really? 2
Swing the banjo, Hoo cavedin earthwight
bantams, bounce- At furscht kracht of thunder. 3
the-baller's When shoo, his flutterby,
blown to fook. Was netted and named.4
Thsight near Erdnacrusha, requiestress, wake em!
left me eyes when And let luck's puresplutterall lucy at
I seen her put ease! 5
thounce otay To house as wise fool ages builded.
ithpot. Sow byg eat. 6
    Staplering to tether to, steppingstone to GNOSIS OF
Quartandwds. mount by, as the Boote's at Pickardstown. PRECREATE
And that skimmelk steed still in the ground- DETERMINA-
loftfan. As over all. Or be these wingsets leaned TION.
to the outwalls, beastskin trophies of booth AGNOSIS OF
of Baws the balsamboards? 7 Burials be bally- POSTCREATE
houraised! So let Bacchus e'en call! Inn inn! DETER-
Tickets for the Inn inn! Where. The babbers ply the pen. MINISM.
Tailwaggers The bibbers drang the den. The papplicom,
Terrierpuppy the pubblicam he's turning tin for ten. From
Raffle.
 
 

                   1 Yussive smirte and ye mermon answerth from his beelyingplace below
          the tightmark, Gotahelv!
                   2 O Evol, kool in the salg and ees how Dozi pits what a drows er.
                   3 A goodrid croven in a tynwalled tub.
                   4 Apis amat aram. Luna legit librum. Pulla petit pascua.
                   5 And after dinn to shoot the shades.
                   6 Says blistered Mary Achinhead to beautifed Tummy Tullbutt.
                   7 Begge. To go the Begge. To go to Begge and to be sure to reminder
          Begge. Goodbeg, buggey Begge.
 

 

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seldomers that most frequent him. That same
erst crafty hakemouth which under the assumed
name of Ignotus Loquor, of foggy old,
harangued bellyhooting fishdrunks on their
favorite stamping ground, from a father theo-
balder brake.1 And Egyptus, the incenstrobed,
Mars speaking. as Cyrus heard of him? And Major A. Shaw
after he got the miner smellpex? And old
Whiteman self, the blighty blotchy, beyond
the bays, hope of ostrogothic and ottomanic
faith converters, despair of Pandemia's post-
wartem plastic surgeons? But is was all so
long ago. Hispano - Cathayan - Euxine, Castil -
lian - Emeratic - Hebridian, Espanol - Cymric -
Smith, no home. Helleniky? Rolf the Ganger, Rough the Gang-
ster, not a feature alike and the face the same.2
Pastimes are past times. Now let bygones
be bei Gunne's. Saaleddies er it in this warken
werden, mine boerne, and it vild need older-
wise 3 since primal made alter in garden of
Idem. The tasks above are as the flasks below,
saith the emerald canticle of Hermes and all's
Non quod sed loth and pleasestir, are we told, on excellent
quiat inkbottle authority, solarsystemised, seriol-
cosmically, in a more and more almightily
expanding universe under one, there is rhyme-
less reason to believe, original sun. Securely
judges orb terrestrial. 4 Haud certo ergo. But
Hearasay in O felicitous culpability, sweet bad cess to you
paradox lust. for an archetypt!
 
 

                    1 Huntler and Pumar's animal alphabites, the first in the world from
          aab to zoo.
                    2 We dont hear the booming cursowarries, we wont fear the fletches of
          fightning, we float the meditarenias and come bask to the isle we love in
          spice. Punt.
                    3 And this once golden bee a cimadoro.
                    4 And he was a gay Lutharius anyway, Sinobiled. You can tell by their
          extraordinary clothes.
 

 

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    Honour commercio's energy yet aid the ARCHAIC
linkless proud, the plurable with everybody ZELOTYPIA
and ech with pal, this ernst of Allsap's ale AND THE
halliday of roaring month with its two lunar ODIUM TEL-
eclipses and its three saturnine settings! Horn EOLOGICUM.
of Heatthen, highbrowed! Brook of Life, back-
frish! Amnios amnium, fluminiculum flami-
nulinorum! We seek the Blessed One, the
Harbourer - cum - Enheritance. Even Canaan
the Hateful. Ever a-going, ever a-coming.
Between a stare and a sough. Fossilisation, all
branches.1 Wherefore Petra sware unto Ulma:
Bags. By the mortals' frost! And Ulma sware unto
Balls. Petra: On my veiny life!
    In these places sojournemus, where Eblinn THE LOCALI-
water, leased of carr and fen, leaving amont her SATION OF
shoals and salmen browses, whom inshore LEGEND
breezes woo with freshets, windeth to her LEADING TO
broads. A phantom city, phaked of philim THE LEGALI-
pholk, bowed and sould for a four of hundreds SATION OF
of manhood in their three and threescore LATIFUND-
Move up, fylkers for a price partitional of twenty six and ISM.
Mackinerny! six. By this riverside, on our sunnybank,2 how
Make room for buona the vista, by Santa Rosa! A field of May,
Muckinurney! the very vale of Spring. Orchards here are
lodged; sainted lawrels evremberried. You
have a hoig view ashwald, a glen of marrons
and of thorns. Gleannaulinn, Ardeevin: purty
glint of plaising height. This Norman court at
boundary of the ville, yon creepered tower of
a church of Ereland, meet for true saints in
worshipful assemblage,3 with our king's house
 
 

         1 Startnaked and bonedstiff. We vivvy soddy. All be dood.
         2 When you dreamt that you'd wealth in marble arch do you ever think of
    pool beg slowe.
         3 Porphyrious Olbion, redcoatliar, we were always wholly rose marines
    on our side every time.

 

 

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of stone, belgroved of mulbrey, the still that
was mill and Kloster that was Yeomansland,
the ghastcold tombshape of the quick fore-
gone on, the loftleaved elm Lefanunian above-
mansioned, each, every, all is for the retro-
spectioner. Skole! Agus skole igen! 1 Sweet-
some auburn, cometh up as a selfreizing flower,
that fragolance of the fraisey beds: the phoenix,
his pyre, is still flaming away with trueprat-
tight spirit: the wren his nest is niedelig as the
turrises of the sabines are televisible. Here are
the cottage and the bungalow for the cobbeler
and the brandnewburgher: 2 but Izolde, her
chaplet gardens, an litlee plads af liefest pose,
In snowdrop, arride the winnerful wonders off, the winner-
trou-de-dentelle, ful wonnerful wanders off, 3 with hedges of
flesh and helio- ivy and hollywood and bower of mistletoe,
trope. are, tho if it theem tho and yeth if you
pleathes, 4 for the blithehaired daughter of
Angoisse. All out of two barreny old perishers,
Tytonyhands and Vlossyhair, a kilolitre in
metromyriams. Presepeprosapia, the parent
bole. Wone tabard, wine tap and warm tavern 5
and, by ribbon development, from contact
bridge to lease lapse, only two millium two
humbered and eighty thausig nine humbered
Here's our dozen and sixty radiolumin lines to the wustworts of
cousins from the a Finntown's generous poet's office. Distorted
starves on tripes. mirage, aloofliest of the plain, wherein the
 
 

                1 Now a muss wash the little face.
                2 A viking vernacular expression still used in the Summerhill district for a
            jerryhatted man of forty who puts two fingers into his boiling soupplate and
            licks them in turn to find out if there is enough mushroom catsup in the
            mutton broth.
                3 H'dk' fs' h'p'y.
                4 Googlaa pluplu.
                5 Tomley. The grown man. A butcher szewched him the bloughs and
            braches. I'm chory to see P. Shuter.
 

 

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boxomeness of the bedelias 1 makes hobby-
hodge happy in his hole. 2 The store and
charter, Treetown Castle under Lynne. Riva-
pool? Hod a brieck on it! But its piers eerie,
its span spooky, its toll but a till, its parapets
all peripateting. D'Oblong's by his by. Which
we all pass. Tons. In our snoo. Znore. While
we hickerwards the thicker. Schein. Schore.
Which assoars us from the murk of the mythe-
lated in the barrabelowther, bedevere butlered
table round, past Morningtop's necessity and
Harington's invention, to the clarience of the
childlight in the studiorium upsturts. Here
we'll dwell on homiest powers, love at the
latch with novices nig and nag. The chorus:
the principals. For the rifocillation of their
inclination to the manifestation of irritation:
doldorboys and doll.3 After sound, light and
heat, memory, will and understanding.
Bet you fippence, Here (the memories framed from walls are PREAUSTERIC
anythesious, minding) till wranglers for wringwrowdy MAN AND HIS
there's no pug- wready are, F , (at gaze, respecting, four- PURSUIT OF
gatory, are yous teenth baronet, meet, altrettanth bancorot, PAN-
game? chaff) and ere commence commencement cata- HYSTERIC
launic when Aetius check chokewill Attil's WOMAN.
gambit, (that buxon bruzeup, give it a burl!)
lead us seek, O june of eves the jenniest,
thou who fleeest flicklesome the fond fervid
frondeur to thickly thyself attach with thine
efteased ensuer, 4 ondrawer of our uncon-
scionable, flickerflapper fore our unter-
 
 

                    1 I believe in Dublin and the Sultan of Turkey.
                    2 I have heard this word used by Martin Halpin, an old gardener from the
               Glens of Antrim who used to do odd jobs for my godfather, the Rev. B.B.
               Brophy of Swords.
                    3 Ravens may rive so can dove deelish.
                    4 A question of pull.
 

 

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drugged,1 lead us seek, lote us see, light us find,
let us missnot Maidadate, Mimosa Multimim-
etica, the maymeaminning of maimoomeining!
Elpis, thou fountain of the greeces, all shall speer
theeward,2 from kongen in his canteenhus to
knivers hind the knoll. Ausonius Audacior
and gael, gillie, gall.3 Singalingalying. Storiella
as she is syung. Whence followeup with end-
There was a speaking nots for yestures, plutonically pur-
sweet hopeful suant on briefest glimpse from gladrags, pretty
culled Cis. Proserpronette whose slit satchel spilleth peas.
    Belisha beacon, beckon bright! Usherette, URGES AND
unmesh us! That grene ray of earong it waves WIDERURGES
us to yonder as the red, blue and yellow flogs IN A PRIMI-
time on the domisole,4 with a blewy blow and TIVE SEPT.
a windigo. Where flash becomes word and
silents selfloud. To brace congeners, trebly
bounden and asservaged twainly. Adamman,5
Emhe, Issossianusheen and sometypes Yggely
ogs Weib. Uwayoei! 6 So mag this sybilette be
our shibboleth that we may syllable her well!
Vetus may be occluded behind the mou in
The Big Bear Veto but Nova will be nearing as their radient
bit the Sailor's among the Nereids. A one of charmers, ay,
Only. Trouble, Una Unica, charmers, who, under the branches
trouble, trouble. of the elms, in shoes as yet unshent by stoni-
Forening Unge ness, wend, went, will wend a way of honey
Kristlike Kvinne. myrrh and rambler roses mistmusk while still
the maybe mantles the meiblume or ever her
 
 

                    1 For Rose Point see Inishmacsaint.
                    2 Mannequins' Pose.
                    3 Their holy presumption and hers sinfly desprit.
                    4 Anama anamaba anamabapa.
                    5 Only for he's fathering law I could skewer that old one and slosh her out
                  many's the time but I thinks more of my pottles and ketts.
                   6 All abunk for Tarararat! Look slipper, soppyhat, we've a doss in the
                  manger.

 

 

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if have faded from the fleur,1 their arms
enlocked, (ringrang, the chimes of sex appeal-
Telltale me all ing as conchitas with sentas stray,2 rung!), all
of annaryllies. thinking all of it, the It with an itch in it, the All
every inch of it, the pleasure each will preen her
for, the business each was bred to breed by.3
    Soon jemmijohns will cudgel about some EARLY
a rhythmatick or other over Browne and NOTIONS OF
Nolan's divisional tables whereas she, of ACQUIRED
Will you carry minions' novence charily being cupid, for RIGHTS AND
my can and mug's wumping, grooser's grubbiness, andt's THE INFLU-
fight the fairies? avarice and grossopper's grandegaffe, with her ENCE OF
tootpettypout of jemenfichue will sit and knit COLLECTIVE
on solfa sofa.4 Stew of the evening, booksyful TRADITION
stew. And a bodikin a boss in the Thimble UPON THE
Theatre. But all is her-inbourne. Intend. From INDIVIDUAL.
Allma Mathers, gramma's grammar she has it that if there is a
Auctioneer. third person, mascarine, phelinine or nuder,
being spoken abad it moods prosodes from a
person speaking to her second which is the
direct object that has been spoken to, with and
at. Take the dative with his oblative5 for, even
if obsolete, it is always of interest, so spake
gramma on the impetus of her imperative, only
mind your genderous towards his reflexives
Old Gavelkind such that I was to your grappa (Bott's trousend,
the Gamper and hore a man uff!) when him was me hedon6
he's as daff as and mine, what the lewdy saying, his analec-
you're erse. tual pygmyhop.7 There is comfortism in the
 
 

                1 One must sell it to some one, the sacred name of love.
                2 Making it up as we goes along.
                3 The law of the jungerl.
                4 Let me blush to think of all those halfwayhoist pullovers.
                5 I'd like his pink's cheek.
                6 Frech devil in red hairing! So that's why you ran away to sea, Mrs
           Lappy. Leap me, Locklaun, for you have sensed!
                7 A washable lovable floatable doll.

 

 

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knowledge that often hate on first hearing
comes of love by second sight. Have your
little sintalks in the dunk of subjunctions, dual
in duel and prude with pruriel, but even the
aoriest chaparound whatever plaudered perfect
anent prettydotes and haec genua omnia may
perhaps chance to be about to be in the case to
be becoming a pale peterwright in spite of all
your tense accusatives whilstly you're wall-
floored1 like your gerandiums for the better
half of a yearn or sob. It's a wild's kitten, my
dear, who can tell a wilkling from a warthog.
For you may be as practical as is predicable
but you must have the proper sort of accident
to meet that kind of a being with a difference.2
Flame at his fumbles but freeze on his fist.3
Every letter is a godsend, ardent Ares, brusque
Boreas and glib Ganymede like zealous Zeus,
the O'Meghisthest of all. To me or not to me.
Satis thy quest on. Werbungsap! Jeg suis, vos
Undante wore a gentleman, thou arr, I am a quean. Is
umoroso. a game over? The game goes on. Cookcook!
M. 50-50. Search me. The beggar the maid the bigger
the mauler. And the greater the patrarc the
griefer the pinch. And that's what your doctor
knows. O love it is the commonknounest thing
how it pashes the plutous and the paupe.4
Pop! And egg she active or spoon she passive,
all them fine clauses in Lindley's and Murrey's
never braught the participle of a present to a
desponent hortatrixy, vindicatively I say it,
 
 

                1 With her poodle feinting to be let off and feeling dead in herself. Is love
        worse living?
                2 If she can't follow suit RenĂ©e goes to the pack.
                3 Improper frictions is maledictions and mens uration makes me mad.
                4 Llong and Shortts Primer of Black and White Wenchcraft.
 

 

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from her postconditional future.1 Lumpsome
is who lumpsum pays. Quantity counts though
accents falter. Yoking apart and oblique ora-
I'll go for that tions parsed to one side, a brat, alanna, can
small polly if

choose from so many, be he a sollicitor's
you'll suck to appendix, a pipe clerk or free functionist
your lebbens- flyswatter, that perfect little cad, from the
quatsch. languors and weakness of limberlimbed lassi-
hood till the head, back and heartaches of
waxedup womanage and heaps on heaps of
other things too. Note the Respectable Irish
Distressed Ladies and the Merry Mustard
Frothblowers of Humphreystown Associa-
tions. Atac first, queckqueck quicks after.
Beware how in that hist subtaile of schlangder 2
lies liaison to tease oreilles! To vert embowed
set proper penchant. But learn from that ancient
tongue to be middle old modern to the minute.
A spitter that can be depended on. Though
Wonderlawn's lost us for ever. Alis, alas, she
broke the glass! Liddell lokker through the
leafery, ours is mistery of pain.3 You may spin
on youthlit's bike and multiplease your Mike
and Nike with your kickshoes on the algebrars
O'Mara Farrell. but, volve the virgil page and view, the O of
woman is long when burly those two muters
Verschwindibus. sequent her so from Nebob4 see you never
stray who'll nimm you nice and nehm the day.
    One hath just been areading, hath not one, CONCOMI-
ya, ya, in their memoiries of Hireling's puny TANCE OF
Ulstria, wars, end so, und all, ga, ga, of The O'Brien, COURAGE,
 
 

            1 The gaggles all out.
            2 He's just bug nuts on white mate he hasn't the teath nor the grits to choo
        and that's what's wrong with Lang Wang Wurm, old worbbling goesbelly.
            3 Dear and I trust in all frivolity I may be pardoned for trespassing but I
        think I may add hell.
            4 He is my all menkind of every desception.

 

 

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Monastir, The O'Connor, The Mac Loughlin and The COUNSEL
Leninstar and Mac Namara with summed their appondage, AND CON-
Connecticut. da, da, of Sire Jeallyous Seizer, that gamely STANCY.
Cliopatria, thy torskmester,1 with his duo of druidesses in ready ORDINATION
hosies history. money rompers 2 and the tryonforit of Oxthie- OF OMEN,
vious, Lapidous and Malthouse Anthemy. You ONUS AND
may fail to see the lie of that layout, Suetonia,3 OBIT. DIS-
but the reflections which recur to me are that TRIBUTION
so long as beauty life is body love 4 and so bright OF DANGER,
as Mutua of your mirror holds her candle to DUTY AND
your caudle, lone lefthand likeless, sombring DESTINY.
Autum of your Spring, reck you not one spirt POLAR PRIN-
of anyseed whether trigemelimen cuddle his CIPLES.
coddle or nope. She'll confess it by her figure
and she'll deny it to your face. If you're not
ruined by that one she won't do you any
whim. And then? What afters it? Gruff Gunne
may blow, Gam Gonna flow, the gossans eye
the jennings aye. From the butts of Heber and
The Eroico Heremon, nolens volens, brood our pansies,
Furioso makes brune in brume. There's a split in the infinitive
the valet like from to have to have been to will be. As they
smiling. warred in their big innings ease now we never
shall know. Eat early earthapples. Coax Cobra
to chatters. Hail, Heva, we hear! This is the
The hyperape the glider that gladdened the girl 5 that list to the
mink he groves the wind that lifted the leaves that folded the
mole you see nowfor fruit that hung on the tree that grew in the
crushsake, chawley! garden Gough gave. Wide hiss, we're wizen-
 
 

                           1 All his teeths back to the front, then the moon and then the moon with
                    a hole behind it.
                             2 Skip one, flop fore, jennies in the cabbage store.
                             3 None of your cumpohlstery English here!
                            4 Understudy my understandings, Sostituda, and meek thine compline-
                   ment, gymnufleshed.
                            5 Tho' I have one just like that to home, deadleaf brown with quicksilver
                   appliques, would whollymost applissiate a nice shiny sleekysilk out of that
                   slippering snake charmeuse.
 

 

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ing. Hoots fromm, we're globing. Why hidest
thou hinder thy husband his name? Leda, Lada,
aflutter-afraida, so does your girdle grow!
Willed without witting, whorled without
aimed. Pappapassos, Mammamanet, warwhets-
wut and whowitswhy.1 But it's tails for
toughs and titties for totties and come
Pige pas. buckets come-bats till deeleet.2
    Dark ages clasp the daisy roots, Stop, if you PANOPTICAL
are a sally of the allies, hot off Minnowaurs PURVIEW OF
and naval actiums, picked engagements and POLITICAL
banks of rowers. Please stop if you're a PROGRESS
B.C. minding missy, please do. But should AND THE
you prefer A.D. stepplease. And if you miss FUTURE PRE-
with a venture it serves you girly well glad. SENTATION
But, holy Janus, I was forgetting the Blitzen- OF THE PAST
kopfs! Here, Hengegst and Horsesauce, take
your heads 3 out of that taletub! And leave
your hinnyhennyhindyou! It's haunted. The
chamber. Of errings. Whoan, tug, trace,
Seidlitz powther stirrup! It is distinctly understouttered that,
for slogan sense you threehandshighs put your twofoot-
plumpers. large timepates in that dead wash of Lough
Murph and until such time pace one and the
same Messherrn the grinning statesmen, Brock
and Leon, have shunted the grumbling
coundedtouts, Starlin and Ser Artur Ghinis.
Foamous homely brew, bebattled by bottle,
Hoploits and gageure de guegerre.4 Bull igien bear and
atthems. then bearagain bulligan. Gringrin gringrin.
Staffs varsus herds and bucks vursus barks.
 
 

                      1 What's that ma'am? says I.
                         2 As you say yourself.
                         3 That's the lethemuse but it washes off.
                         4 Where he fought the shessock of his stimmstammer and we caught the
                  pepettes of our lovelives.
 

 

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Curragh By old Grumbledum's walls. Bumps, bellows
machree, me and bawls.1 Opprimor's down, up up Opima!
bosthoon fiend. Rents and rates and tithes and taxes, wages,
Femilies hug saves and spends. Heil, heptarched span of
bank! peace!2 Live, league of lex, nex and the mores!
Fas est dass and foe err you. Impovernment
of the booble by the bauble for the bubble. So
All we suffered wrap up your worries in your woe (wumpum-
under them Cow- tum!) and shake down the shuffle for the
dung Forks and throw. For there's one mere ope 3 for down-
how we enjoyed fall ned. As Hanah Levy, shrewd shroplifter,
over our pick of and nievre anore skidoos with her spoileds.4
the basketfild. To add gay touches. For hugh and guy and
Old Kine's goy and jew. To dimpled and pimpled and
Meat Meal. simpled and wimpled. A peak in a poke and a
pig in a pew.5 She wins them by wons, a haul
Flieflie for the hectoendecate, for mangay mumbo jumbjubes
jillies and a tak mutts and jeffs muchas bracelonettes
bombambum gracies barcelonas.6 O what a loovely free-
for the speech 'twas (tep)7 to gar howalively hinter-
nappotondus. grunting! Tip. Like lilt of larks to burdened
crocodile,8 or skittering laubhing at that
wheeze of old windbag, Blusterboss, blow-
harding about all he didn't do. Hell o' your
troop! With is the winker for the muckwits
of willesly and nith is the nod for the umproar
napollyon and hitheris poorblond piebold
hoerse. Huirse. With its tricuspidal hauberk-
 
 

                                    1 Shake eternity and lick creation.
                                    2 I'm blest if I can see.
                                    3 Hoppity Huhneye, hoosh the hen. I like cluckers, you like nuts (wink).
                                    4 Sweet, medium and dry like altar wine.
                                    5 Who'll buy me penny babies?
                                    6 Well, Maggy, I got your castoff devils all right and fits lovely. And am
                       vaguely graceful. Maggy thanks.
                                    7 My six is no secret, sir, she said.
                                    8 Yes, there, Tad, thanks, give, from, tathair, look at that now.
 

 

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helm coverchaf emblem on. For the man that
Murdoch. broke the ranks on Monte Sinjon. The all-
riddle of it? That that is allruddy with us,
ahead of schedule, which already is plan accom-
Pas d'action, plished from and syne: Daft Dathy of the Five
peu de sauce. Positions (the death ray stop him!) is still, as
reproaches Paulus, on the Madderhorn and,
entre chats and hobnobs,1 daring Dunderhead
to shiver his timbers and Hannibal mac Hamil-
tan the Hegerite2 (more livepower elbow him!)
ministerbuilding up, as repreaches Timothy,
in Saint Barmabrac's.3 Number Thirty two
West Eleventh streak looks on to that (may
all in the tocoming of the sempereternal speel
From the seven spry with it!) datetree doloriferous which
tents of Joseph more and over leafeth earlier than every
till the calends of growth and, elfshot, headawag, with frayed
Mary Marian, nerves wondering till they feeled sore like any
olivehunkered woman that has been born at all events to the
and thorny too. purdah and for the howmanyeth and how-
movingth time at what the demons in that
As Shakefork jackhouse that jerry built for Massa and Missus
might pitch it. and hijo de puta, the sparksown fermament of
the starryk fieldgosongingon where blows
a nemone at each blink of windstill4 they
were sliding along and sleeting aloof and
scouting around and shooting about. All-
whichwhile or whereaballoons for good
vaunty years Dagobert is in Clane's clean
hometown prepping up his prepueratory
and learning how to put a broad face bronzily
out through a broken breached meataerial
 
 

                            1 Go up quick, stay so long, come down slow!
                            2 If I gnows me gneesgnobs the both of him is gnatives of Genuas.
                            3 A glass of peel and pip for Mr Potter of Texas, please.
                            4 All the world loves a big gleaming jelly.
 

 

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Puzzly, puzzly, from Bryan Awlining! Erin's hircohaired
I smell a cat. culoteer.1
                And as, these things being so or ere those FROM CENO-
things having done, way back home in Pacata GENETIC DI-
Auburnia,2 (untillably holy gammel Eire) one CHOTOMY
Two makes a world burrowing on another, (if you've got THROUGH
wing at the ma- me, neighbour, in any large lumps, geek?, and DIAGONISTIC
croscope got the strong of it) Standfest, our topiocal CONCILI-
telluspeep. sagon hero, or any otther macotther, signs is ANCE TO
on the bellyguds bastille back, bucket up with DYNASTIC
fullness, ant silvering to her jubilee,3 birch- CONTINU-
leaves her jointure, our lavy in waving, visage ITY.
full of flesh and fat as a hen's i' forehead,
From the Buffalo Airyanna and Blowyhart topsirturvy, that
Times of bysone royal pair in their palace of quicken boughs
days. hight The Goat and Compasses ('phone
number 17:69, if you want to know4) his sea-
arm strongsround her, her velivole eyne aship-
wracked, have discusst their things of the
past, crime and fable with shame, home and
profit,5 why lui lied to lei and hun tried to kill
ham, scribbledehobbles, in whose veins runs
a mixture of, are heat bent and hard upon.
Spell me the chimes. They are tales all tolled.6
Quick quake Today is well thine but where's may tomorrow
quokes the par- be. But, bless his cowly head and press his
rotbook of dates. crankly hat, what a world's woe is each's
 
 

            1 A pengeneepy for your warcheekeepy.
            2 My globe goes gaddy at geography giggle pending which time I was
      looking for my shoe all through Arabia.
            3 It must be some bugbear in the gender especially when old which they
      all soon get to look.
            4 After me looking up the plan in Humphrey's Justice of the Piece it said to
      see preseeding chaps.
            5 O boyjones and hairyoddities! Only noane told missus of her massas
      behaving she would laugh that flat that after that she had sanked down on her
      fat arks they would shaik all to sheeks.
            6 Traduced into jinglish janglage for the nusances of dolphins born.

 

 

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other's weariness waiting to beadroll his own
properer mistakes, the backslapping glad-
Some is out for hander,1 free of his florid future and the other
twoheaded dul- singing likeness, dirging a past of bloody altars,
carnons but more gale with a blost to him, dove without gall.
pulfers turnips. And she, of the jilldaw's nest2 who tears up
Omnitudes in a lettereens she never apposed a pen upon.3 Yet
knutshedell. sung of love and the monster man. What's
Hiccupper to hem or her to Hagaba? Ough,
ough, brieve kindli!4
    Dogs' vespers are anending. Vespertilia- THE MON-
bitur. Goteshoppard quits his gabhard cloke GREL UNDER
to sate with Becchus. Zumbock! Achevre! THE DUNG-
Yet wind will be ere fadervor5 and the hour of MOUND.
For all us kids fruminy and bergoo bell if Nippon have pearls SIGNIFI-
under his aegis. or opals Eldorado, the daindy dish, the lecking CANCE OF
out! Gipoo, good oil! For (hushmagandy!) THE INFRA-
long 'tis till gets bright that all cocks waken LIMINAL IN-
and birds Diana6 with dawnsong hail. Aught TELLIGENCE.
darks flou a duskness. Bats that? There peepee- OFFRANDES.
Saving the public strilling. At Brannan's on the moor. At Tam
his health. Fanagan's weak yat his still's going strang.
And still here is noctules and can tell things
acommon on by that fluffy feeling. Larges
Superlative abso- loomy wheelhouse to bodgbox7 lumber up
lute of Porter- with hoodie hearsemen carrawain we keep
stown. is peace who follow his law, Sunday
 
 

            1 He gives me pulpititions with his Castlecowards never in the twowsers
    and ever in those twawsers and then babeteasing us out of our hoydenname.
            2 My goldfashioned bother near drave me roven mad and I dyeing to
    keep my linefree face like readymaid maryangs for jollycomes smashing
    Holmes.
            3 What I would like is a jade louistone to go with the moon's increscent.
            4 Parley vows the Askinwhose? I do, Ida. And how to call the cattle black.
    Moopetsi meepotsi
            5 I was so snug off in my apholster's creedle but at long leash I'll stretch
    more capritious in his dapplepied bed.
            6 Pipette. I can almost feed their sweetness at my lisplips.
            7 A liss in hunterland.

 

 

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King.1 His sevencoloured's soot (Ochone!
Ochonal!)2 and his imponence one heap lump-
Why so mucky block (Mogoul!). And rivers burst out like
spick bridges weeming racesround joydrinks for the fewnral-
span our Flumi- ly,3 where every feaster's a foster's other, fian-
nian road. nians all.4 The wellingbreast, he willing giant,
P.C. Helmut's in the mountain mourning his duggedy dew. To
the cottonwood, obedient of civicity in urbanious at felicity
listnin. what'll yet meek Mike5 our diputy mimber when
The throne is an he's head on poll and Peter's burgess and Miss
umbrella strande Mishy Mushy is tiptupt by Toft Taft. Boblesse
and a sceptre's a gobleege. For as Anna was at the beginning
stick. lives yet and will return after great deap sleap
Jady jewel, our rerising and a white night high with a cows of
daktar deer. Drommhiem as shower as there's a wet en-
Gautamed bud- clouded in Westwicklow or a little black rose a
ders deossiphys- truant in a thorntree. We drames our dreams
ing our Theas. 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-
By lineal in pon- tiality, the pink of punk perfection as photo-
dus overthepoise. 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.

 

 

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gobbet for its quantity of quality but who
wants to cheat the choker's got to learn to
chew the cud. Allwhichhole scrubs on scroll
Pitchcap and circuminiuminluminatedhave encuoniams here
triangle, noose and improperies there.1 With a pansy for the
and tinctunc. pussy in the corner.2
    Bewise of Fanciulla's heart, the heart of INCIPIT IN-
Fanciulla! Even the recollection of willow TERMISSIO.
fronds is a spellbinder that lets to hear.3 The
rushes by the grey nuns' pond: ah eh oh let
Uncle Flabbius me sigh too. Coalmansbell: behoves you
Muximus to handmake of the load. Jenny Wren: pick, peck.
Niecia Flappia Johnny Post: pack, puck.4 All the world's in
Minnimiss. As want and is writing a letters.5 A letters from a
this is. And as person to a place about a thing. And all the
this this is. world's on wish to be carrying a letters. A let-
Dear Brotus, ters to a king about a treasure from a cat.6
land me arrears. When men want to write a letters. Ten men,
ton men, pen men, pun men, wont to rise a
Rockaby, babel, ladder. And den men, dun men, fen men, fun
flatten a wall. men, hen men, hun men went to raze a leader.
How he broke the Is then any lettersday from many peoples,
good news to Daganasanavitch? Empire, your outermost.7
Gent. A posy cord. Plece.
    We have wounded our way on foe tris MAJOR AND
prince till that force in the gill is faint afarred MINOR
 
 

            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 enter-
    rooms.
            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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                        and the face in the treebark feigns afear. This MODES COA-
is rainstones ringing. Strangely cult for this LESCING
ceasing of the yore. But Erigureen is ever. PROLIFER-
Pot price pon patrilinear plop, if the osseletion ATE HOMO-
of the onkring gives omen nome? Since alls GENUINE
war that end war let sports be leisure and HOMOGEN-
bring and buy fair. Ah ah athclete, blest your EITY.
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 that I was thinking fairly killing times of
    putting an end to myself and my malody, when I remembered all your pupil-
    teacher's erringnesses in perfection class. You sh'undn't write you can't if you
    w'udn't pass for undevelopmented. This is the propper way to say that, Sr. If
    it's me chews to swallow all you saidn't you can eat my words for it as sure as
    there's a key in my kiss. Quick erit faciofacey. When we will conjugate to-
    gether toloseher tomaster tomiss while morrow fans amare hour, verbe de vie
    and verve to vie, with love ay loved have I on my back spine and does for
    ever. Your are me severe? Then rue. My intended, Jr, who I'm throne away
    on, (here he inst, my lifstack, a newfolly likon) when I slip through my pettigo
    I'll get my decree and take seidens when I'm not ploughed first by some
    Rolando the Lasso, and flaunt on the flimsyfilmsies for to grig my collage
    juniorees who, though they flush fuchsia, are they octette and virginity in my
    shade but always my figurants. They may be yea of my year but they're nary
    nay of my day. Wait till spring has sprung in spickness and prigs beg in to pry
    they'll be plentyprime of housepets to pimp and pamper my. Impending mar-
    riage. Nature tells everybody about but I learned all the runes of the gamest
    game ever from my old nourse Asa. A most adventuring trot is her and she
    vicking well knowed them all heartswise and fourwords. How Olive d'Oyly
    and Winnie Carr, bejupers, they reized the dressing of a salandmon and how a
    peeper coster and a salt sailor med a mustied poet atwaimen. It most have
    bean Mad Mullans planted him. Bina de Bisse and Trestrine von Terrefin.
    Sago sound, rite go round, kill kackle, kook kettle and (remember all should
    I forget to) bolt the thor. Auden. Wasn't it just divining that dog of a dag
    in Skokholme as I sat astrid uppum their Drewitt's altar, as cooledas as cul-
    cumbre, slapping my straights till the sloping ruins, postillion, postallion, a
    swinge a swank, with you offering me clouts of illscents and them horners
    stagstruck on the leasward! Don't be of red, you blanching mench! This
    isabella I'm on knows the ruelles of the rut and she don't fear andy mandy. So
    sing loud, sweet cheeriot, like anegreon in heaven! The good fother with the
    twingling in his eye will always have cakes in his pocket to bethroat us with
    for our allmichael good. Amum. Amum. And Amum again. For tough troth
    is stronger than fortuitous fiction and it's the surplice money, oh my young
    friend and ah me sweet creature, what buys the bed while wits borrows the
    clothes.

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