Complete Works of James Joyce

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Mac Namara with summed their appondage,

  AND CON-

  Leninstar and

  da, da, of Sire Jeallyous Seizer, that gamely

  STANCY.

  Connecticut.

  torskmester,1 with his duo of druidesses in ready

  ORDINATION

  Cliopatria, thy

  money rompers2 and the tryonforit of Oxthie-

  OF OMEN,

  hosies history.

  vious, Lapidous and Malthouse Anthemy. You

  ONUS AND

  The Eroico

  may fail to see the lie of that layout, Suetonia,3

  OBIT. DIS-

  Furioso makes

  but the reflections which recur to me are that

  TRIBUTION

  the valet like

  so long as beauty life is body love4 and so bright

  OF DANGER,

  smiling.

  as Mutua of your mirror holds her candle to

  DUTY AND

  The hyperape the

  your caudle, lone lefthand likeless, sombring

  DESTINY.

  mink he groves the

  Autum of your Spring, reck you not one spirt

  POLAR PRIN-

  mole you see nowfor

  of anyseed whether trigemelimen cuddle his

  CIPLES.

  crushsake,chawley!

  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? Cruff Gunne

  may blow, Gam Gonna flow, the gossans eye

  the jennings aye. From the butts of Heber and

  Heremon, nolens volens, brood our pansies,

  brune in brume. There’s a split in the infinitive

  from to have to have been to will be. As they

  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

  glider that gladdened the girl5 that list to the

  wind that lifted the leaves that folded the

  fruit that hung on the tree that grew in the

  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.

  Pige pas.

  ing. Hoots fromm, we’re globing. Why hidest

  PANOPTICAL

  Seidlitz powther

  thou hinder thy husband his name? Leda, Lada,

  PURVIEW OF

  for slogan

  aflutter-afraida, so does your girdle grow!

  POLITICAL

  plumpers.

  Willed without witting, whorled without

  PROGRESS

  Hoploits and

  aimed. Pappapassos, Mammamanet, warwhets-

  AND THE

  atthems.

  wut and whowitswhy. 1 But it’s tails for

  FUTURE PRE-

  toughs and titties for totties and come

  SENTATION

  buckets come-bats till deeleet. 2

  OF THE PAST.

  Dark ages clasp the daisy roots, Stop, if you

  are a sally of the allies, hot off Minnowaurs

  and naval actiums, picked engagements and

  banks of rowers. Please stop if you’re a

  B.C. minding missy, please do. But should

  you prefer A.D. stepplease. And if you miss

  with a venture it serves you girly well glad.

  But, holy Janus, I was forgetting the Blitzen-

  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,

  stirrup! It is distinctly understouttered that,

  sense you threehandshighs put your twofoot-

  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,

  gageure de guegerre. 4 Bull igien bear and

  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.

  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!

  All we suffered

  Fas est dass and foe err you. Impovernment

  under them Cow-

  of the booble by the bauble for the bubble. So

  dung Forks and

  wrap up your worries in your woe (wumpum-

  how we enjoyed

  tum!) and shake down the shuffle for the

  over our pick of

  throw. For there’s one mere ope 3 for down-

  the basketfild.

  fall ned. As Hanah Levy, shrewd shroplifter,

  Old Kine’s

  and nievre anore skidoos with her spoileds. 4

  Meat Meal.

  To add gay touches. For hugh and guy and

  Flieflie for the

  goy and jew. To dimpled and pimpled and

  jillies and a

  simpled and wimpled. A peak in a poke and a

  bombambum

  pig in a pew. 6 She wins them by wons, a haul

  for the

  hectoendecate, for mangay mumbo jumbjubes

  nappotondus.

  tak mutts and jeffs muchas bracelonettes

  gracies barcelonas.6 O what a loovely free-

  speech ’twas (tep) 7 to gar howalively hinter-

  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.

  helm coverchaf emblem on. For the man that

  Murdoch.

  broke the ranks on Monte Sinjon. The all-

/>   Pas d’action,

  riddle of it? That that is allruddy with us,

  peu de sauce.

  ahead of schedule,which already is plan accom-

  From the seven

  plished from and syne: Daft Dathy of the Five

  tents of Joseph

  Positions (the death ray stop him!) is still, as

  till the calends of

  reproaches Paulus, on the Madderhorn and,

  Mary Marian,

  entre chats and hobnobs, 1 daring Dunderhead

  olivehunkered

  to shiver his timbers and Hannibal mac Hamil-

  and thorny too.

  tan the Hegerite 2 (more livepower elbow him !)

  As Shakefork

  ministerbuilding up, as repreaches Timothy,

  might pitch it.

  in Saint Barmabrac’s. 3 Number Thirty two

  West Eleventh streak looks on to that (may

  all in the tocoming of the sempereternal speel

  spry with it!) datetree doloriferous which

  more and over leafeth earlier than every

  growth and, elfshot, headawag, with frayed

  nerves wondering till they feeled sore like any

  woman that has been born at all events to the

  purdah and for the howmanyeth and how-

  movingth time at what the demons in that

  jackhouse that jerry built for Massa and Missus

  and hijo de puta, the sparksown fermament of

  the starryk fieldgosongingon where blows

  a nemone at each blink of windstill 4 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.

  Puzzly, puzzly,

  from Bryan Awlining! Erin’s hircohaired

  FROM CENO-

  I smell a cat.

  culoteer. 1

  GENETIC DI-

  Two makes a

  And as, these things being so or ere those

  CHOTOMY

  wing at the ma-

  things having done, way back home in Pacata

  THROUGH

  croscope

  Auburnia, 2 (untillably holy gammel Eire) one

  DIAGONISTIC

  telluspeep.

  world burrowing on another, (if you’ve got

  CONCILI-

  From the Buffalo

  me, neighbour, in any large lumps, geek?, ant

  ANCE TO

  Times of bysone

  got the strong of it) Standfest, our topiocal

  DYNASTIC

  days.

  sagon hero, or any otther macotther, signs is

  CONTINU-

  Quick quake

  on the bellyguds bastille back, bucket up with

  ITY.

  quokes the par-

  fullness, ant silvering to her jubilee, 3 birch-

  rotbook of dates.

  leaves her jointure, our lavy in waving, visage

  full of flesh ant fat as a hen’s i’ forehead,

  Airyanna ant Blowyhart topsirturvy, that

  royal pair in their palace of quicken boughs

  hight The Goat ant Compasses (‘phone

  number 17:69, if you want to know 4 ) 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

  Today is well thine but where’s may tomorrow

  be. But, bless his cowly head and press his

  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.

  Some is out for

  other’s weariness waiting to beadroll his own

  THE MON-

  twoheaded dul-

  properer mistakes, the backslapping glad-

  GREL UNDER