James Joyce
Book IV

Chapter 1

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    Sandhyas! Sandhyas! Sandhyas!
    Calling all downs. Calling all downs to dayne. Array! Surrec-
tion! Eireweeker to the wohld bludyn world. O rally, O rally, O
rally! Phlenxty, O rally! To what lifelike thyne of the bird can
be. Seek you somany matters. Haze sea east to Osseania. Here!
Here! Tass, Patt, Staff, Woff, Havv, Bluvv and Rutter. The smog
is lofting. And already the olduman's olduman has godden up on
othertimes to litanate the bonnamours. Sonne feine, somme
feehn avaunt! Guld modning, have yous viewsed Piers' aube?
Thane yaars agon we have used yoors up since when we have
fused now orther. Calling all daynes. Calling all daynes to dawn.
The old breeding bradsted culminwillth of natures to Foyn Mac-
Hooligan. The leader, the leader! Securest jubilends albas Te-
moram. Clogan slogan. Quake up, dim dusky, wook doom for
husky! And let Billey Feghin be baallad out of his humuluation.
Confindention to churchen. We have highest gratifications in
announcing to pewtewr publikumst of pratician pratyusers, gen-
ghis is ghoon for you.
    A hand from the cloud emerges, holding a chart expanded.
    The eversower of the seeds of light to the cowld owld sowls
that are in the domnatory of Defmut after the night of the carry-
ing of the word of Nuahs and the night of making Mehs to cuddle
up in a coddlepot, Pu Nuseht, lord of risings in the yonderworld
of Ntamplin, tohp triumphant, speaketh.

     Vah! Suvarn Sur! Scatter brand to the reneweller of the sky,
thou who agnitest! Dah! Arcthuris comeing! Be! Verb umprin-
cipiant through the trancitive spaces! Kilt by kelt shell kithagain
with kinagain. We elect for thee, Tirtangel. Svadesia salve! We
Durbalanars, theeadjure. A way, the Margan, from our astamite,
through dimdom done till light kindling light has led we hopas
but hunt me the journeyon, iteritinerant, the kal his course,
amid the semitary of Somnionia. Even unto Heliotropolis, the
castellated, the enchanting. Now if soomone felched a twoel
and soomonelses warmet watter we could, while you was saying
Morkret Miry or Smud, Brunt and Rubbinsen, make sunlike
sylp om this warful dune's battam. Yet clarify begins at. Whither
the spot for? Whence the hour by? See but! Lever hulme! Take
in. Respassers should be pursaccoutred. Qui stabat Meins quan-
tum qui stabat Peins. As of yours. We annew. Our shades of
minglings mengle them and help help horizons. A flasch and,
rasch, it shall come to pasch, as hearth by hearth leaps live. For
the tanderest stock with the rosinost top Ahlen Hill's, clubpub-
ber, in general stores and. Atriathroughwards, Lugh the
Brathwacker will be the listened after and he larruping sparks out of
his teiney ones. The spearspid of dawnfire totouches ain the
tablestoane ath the centre of the great circle of the macroliths of
Helusbelus in the boshiman brush on this our peneplain by Fan-
galuvu Bight whence the horned cairns erge, stanserstanded,
to floran frohn, idols of isthmians. Overwhere. Gaunt grey
ghostly gossips growing grubber in the glow. Past now pulls.
Cur one beast, even Dane the Great, may treadspath with
sniffer he snout impursuant to byelegs. Edar's chuckal humuristic.
But why pit the cur afore the noxe? Let shrill their duan
Gallus, han, and she, hou the Sassqueehenna, makes ducks-
runs at crooked. Once for the chantermale, twoce for the pother
and once twoce threece for the waither. So an inedible yellow-
meat turns out the invasable blackth. Kwhat serves to rob with
Alliman, saelior, a turnkeyed trot to Seapoint, pierrotettes, means
Noel's Bar and Julepunsch, by Joge, if you've tippertaps in your
head or starting kursses, tailour, you're silenced at Henge Ceol-

leges, Exmooth, Ostbys for ost, boys, each and one? Death banes
and the quick quoke. But life wends and the dombs spake!
Whake? Hill of Hafid, knock and knock, nachasach, gives relief
to the langscape as he strauches his lamusong untoupon gazelle
channel and the bride of the Bryne, shin high shake, is dotter
than evar for a damse wed her farther. Lambel on the up! We
may plesently heal Geoglyphy's twentynine ways to say good-
bett an wassing seoosoon liv. With the forty wonks winking
please me your much as to. With her tup. It's a long long ray to
Newirgland's premier. For korps, for streamfish, for confects,
for bullyoungs, for smearsassage, for patates, for steaked pig, for
men, for limericks, for waterfowls, for wagsfools, for louts, for
cold airs, for late trams, for curries, for curlews, for leekses, for
orphalines, for tunnygulls, for clear goldways, for lungfortes, for
moonyhaunts, for fairmoneys, for coffins, for tantrums, for
armaurs, for waglugs, for rogues comings, for sly goings,
for larksmathes, for homdsmeethes, for quailsmeathes, kilalooly.
Tep! Come lead, crom lech! Top. Wisely for us Old Bruton has
withdrawn his theory. You are alpsulumply wroght! Amsu-
lummmm. But this is perporteroguing youpoorapps? Naman-
tanai. Sure it's not revieng your? Amslu! Good all so. We seem
to understand apad vellumtomes muniment, Arans Duhkha,
among hoseshoes, cheriotiers and etceterogenious bargainbout-
barrows, ofver and umnder, since, evenif or although, in double
preposition as in triple conjunction, how the mudden research in
the topaia that was Mankaylands has gone to prove from the
picalava present in the maramara melma that while a successive
generation has been in the deep deep deeps of Deepereras. Buried
hearts. Rest here.
    Conk a dook he'll doo. Svap.
    So let him slap, the sap! Till they take down his shatter from
his shap. He canease. Fill stap.
    Thus faraclacks the friarbird. Listening, Syd!
    The child, a natural child, thenown by the mnames of, (aya!
aya!), wouldbewas kidnapped at an age of recent probably,
possibly remoter; or he conjured himself from seight by slide

at hand; for which thetheatron is a lemoronage; at milch-
goat fairmesse; in full dogdhis; sod on a fall; pat; the hundering
blundering dunderfunder of plundersundered manhood; behold,
he returns; renascenent; fincarnate; still foretold around the hearth-
side; at matin a fact; hailed chimers' ersekind; foe purmanant,
fum in his mow; awike in wave risurging into chrest; victis poenis
hesternis; fostfath of solas; fram choicest of wiles with warmen
and sogns til Banba, burial aranging; under articles thirtynine of
the reconstitution; by the lord's order of the canon consecrand-
able; earthlost that we thought him; pesternost, the noneknown
worrier; from Tumbarumba mountain; in persence of whole
landslots; forebe all the rassias; sire of leery subs of dub; the Dig-
gins, Woodenhenge, as to hang out at; with spawnish oel full his
angalach; the sousenugh; gnomeosulphidosalamermauderman; the
big brucer, fert in fort; Gunnar, of The Gunnings, Gund; one
of the two or three forefivest fellows a bloke could in holiday
crowd encounter; benedicted be the barrel; kilderkins, lids off; a
roache, an oxmaster, a sort of heaps, a pamphilius, a vintivat
niviceny, a hygiennic contrivance socalled from the editor; the
thick of your thigh; you knox; quite; talking to the vicar's joy
and ruth; the gren, woid and glue been broking by the maybole
gards; he; when no crane in Elga is heard; upout to speak this
lay; without links, without impediments, with gygantogyres,
with freeflawforms; parasama to himself; atman as evars; whom
otherwise becauses; no puler as of old but as of young a palatin;
whitelock not lacked nor temperasoleon; though he appears a
funny colour; stoatters some; but a quite a big bug after the
dahlias; place inspectorum sarchent; also the hullow chyst ex-
cavement; astronomically fabulafigured; as Jambudvispa Vipra
foresaw of him; the last half versicle repurchasing his pawned
word; sorensplit and paddypatched; and pfor to pfinish our pfun
of a pfan coalding the keddle mickwhite; sure, straight, slim,
sturdy, serene, synthetical, swift.
    By the antar of Yasas! Ruse made him worthily achieve in-
herited wish. The drops upon that mantle rained never around
Fingal. Goute! Loughlin's Salts, Will, make a newman if any-

worn. Soe? La! Lamfadar's arm it has cocoincidences. You mean
to see we have been hadding a sound night's sleep? You may so.
It is just, it is just about to, it is just about to rolywholyover.
Svapnasvap. Of all the stranger things that ever not even in the
hundrund and badst pageans of unthowsent and wonst nice or
in eddas and oddes bokes of tomb, dyke and hollow to be have
happened! The untireties of livesliving being the one substrance
of a streamsbecoming. Totalled in toldteld and teldtold in tittle-
tell tattle. Why? Because, graced be Gad and all giddy gadgets,
in whose words were the beginnings, there are two signs to turn
to, the yest and the ist, the wright side and the wronged side,
feeling aslip and wauking up, so an, so farth. Why? On the sourd-
site we have the Moskiosk Djinpalast with its twin adjacencies,
the bathouse and the bazaar, allahallahallah, and on the sponthe-
site it is the alcovan and the rosegarden, boony noughty, all pura-
puthry. Why? One's apurr apuss a story about brid and break-
fedes and parricombating and coushcouch but others is of tholes
and oubworn buyings, dolings and chafferings in heat, contest
and enmity. Why? Every talk has his stay, vidnis Shavarsanjivana,
and all-a-dreams perhapsing under lucksloop at last are through.
Why? It is a sot of a swigswag, systomy dystomy, which evera-
body you ever anywhere at all doze. Why? Such me.
    And howpsadrowsay.
    Lok! A shaft of shivery in the act, anilancinant. Cold's sleuth!
Vayuns! Where did thots come from? It is infinitesimally fevers,
resty fever, risy fever, a coranto of aria, sleeper awakening, in
the smalls of one's back presentiment, gip, and again, geip, a
flash from a future of maybe mahamayability through the windr
of a wondr in a wildr is a weltr as a wirbl of a warbl is a world.
    It is perfect degrees excelsius. A jaladaew still stilleth. Cloud
lay but mackrel are. Anemone activescent, the torporature is re-
turning to mornal. Humid nature is feeling itself freely at ease
with the all fresco. The vervain is to herald as the grass admini-
sters. They say, they say in effect, they really say. You have eaden
fruit. Say whuit. You have snakked mid a fish. Telle whish.

Every those personal place objects if nonthings where soevers
and they just done been doing being in a dromo of todos with-
outen a bound to be your trowers. Forswundled. You hald him
by the tap of the tang. Not a salutary sellable sound is since. In-
steed for asteer, adrift with adraft. Nuctumbulumbumus wander-
wards the Nil. Victorias neanzas. Alberths neantas. It was a long,
very long, a dark, very dark, an allburt unend, scarce endurable,
and we could add mostly quite various and somenwhat stumble-
tumbling night. Endee he sendee. Diu! The has goning at gone,
the is coming to come. Greets to ghastern, hie to morgning. Dor-
midy, destady. Doom is the faste. Well down, good other! Now
day, slow day, from delicate to divine, divases. Padma, brighter
and sweetster, this flower that bells, it is our hour or risings.
Tickle, tickle. Lotus spray. Till herenext. Adya.
    Take thanks, thankstum, thamas. In that earopean end meets
    There is something supernoctural about whatever you called
him it. Panpan and vinvin are not alonety vanvan and pinpin in
your Tamal without tares but simplysoley they are they. This-
utter followis that odder fellow. Himkim kimkim. Old yeaster-
loaves may be a stale as a stub and the pitcher go to aftoms on the
wall. Mildew, murk, leak and yarn now want the bad that they
lied on. And your last words todate in camparative accousto-
mology are going to tell stretch of a fancy through strength to-
wards joyance, adyatants, where he gets up. Allay for allay, a
threat for a throat.
    To them in Ysat Loka. Hearing. The urb it orbs. Then's now
with now's then in tense continuant. Heard. Who having has
he shall have had. Hear! Upon the thuds trokes truck, chim,
it will be exactlyso fewer hours by so many minutes of the
ope of the diurn of the sennight of the maaned of the yere of
the age of the madamanvantora of Grossguy and Littleylady,
our hugibus hugibum and our weewee mother, actaman house-
truewith, and their childer and their napirs and their napirs'
childers napirs and their chattels and their servance and their

cognance and their ilks and their orts and their everythings that
is be will was theirs.
    Much obliged. Time-o'-Thay! But wherth, O clerk?
    Whithr a clonk? Vartman! See you not soo the pfath they
pfunded, oura vatars that arred in Himmal, harruad bathar na-
mas, the gow, the stiar, the tigara, the liofant, when even thurst
was athar vetals, mid trefoils slipped the sable rampant, hoof,
hoof, hoof, hoof, padapodopudupedding on fattafottafutt. Ere
we are! Signifying, if tungs may tolkan, that, primeval condi-
tions having gradually receded but nevertheless the emplacement
of solid and fluid having to a great extent persisted through
intermittences of sullemn fulminance, sollemn nuptialism, sallemn
sepulture and providential divining, making possible and even
inevitable, after his a time has a tense haves and havenots hesitency,
at the place and period under consideration a socially organic
entity of a millenary military maritory monetary morphological
circumformation in a more or less settled state of equonomic
ecolube equalobe equilab equilibbrium. Gam on, Gearge! Nomo-
morphemy for me! Lessnatbe angardsmanlake! You jast gat a
tache of army on the stumuk. To the Angar at Anker. Aecquo-
tincts. Seeworthy. Lots thankyouful, polite pointsins! There's
a tavarn in the tarn.
    Tip. Take Tamotimo's topical. Tip. Browne yet Noland. Tip.
    Where. Cumulonubulocirrhonimbant heaven electing, the dart
of desire has gored the heart of secret waters and the poplarest
wood in the entire district is being grown at present, eminently
adapted for the requirements of pacnincstricken humanity and,
between all the goings up and the whole of the comings down and
the fog of the cloud in which we toil and the cloud of the fog
under which we labour, bomb the thing's to be domb about it so
that, beyond indicating the locality, it is felt that one cannot with
advantage add a very great deal to the aforegoing by what, such as
it is to be, follows, just mentioning however that the old man of
the sea and the old woman in the sky if they don't say nothings
about it they don't tell us lie, the gist of the pantomime, from

cannibal king to the property horse, being, slumply and slopely, to
remind us how, in this drury world of ours, Father Times and
Mother Spacies boil their kettle with their crutch. Which every
lad and lass in the lane knows. Hence.
    Polycarp pool, the pool of Innalavia, Saras the saft as, of
meadewy marge, atween Deltas Piscium and Sagittariastrion,
whereinn once we lave 'tis alve and vale, minnyhahing here from
hiarwather, a poddlebridges in a passabed, the river of lives, the
regenerations of the incarnations of the emanations of the appa-
rentations of Funn and Nin in Cleethabala, the kongdomain of
the Alieni, an accorsaired race, infester of Libnud Ocean, Moyla-
more, let it be! Where Allbroggt Neandser tracking Viggynette
Neeinsee gladsighted her Linfian Fall and a teamdiggingharrow
turned the first sod. Sluce! Caughterect! Goodspeed the blow!
(Incidentally 'tis believed that his harpened before Gage's Fane
for it has to be over this booty spotch, though some hours to
the wester, that ex-Colonel House's preterpost heiress is to re-
turn unto the outstretcheds of Dweyr O'Michael's loinsprung
the blunterbusted pikehead which his had hewn in hers, pro-
longed laughter words). There an alomdree begins to green,
soreen seen for loveseat, as we know that should she, for by
essentience his law, so it make all. It is scainted to Vitalba. And
her little white bloomkins, twittersky trimmed, are hobdoblins'
hankypanks. Saxenslyke our anscessers thought so darely on
now they're going soever to Anglesen, free of juties, dyrt chapes.
There too a slab slobs, immermemorial, the only in all swamp.
But so bare, so boulder, brag sagging such a brr bll bmm show
that, of Barindens, the white alfred, it owed to have at leased
some butchup's upperon. Homos Circas Elochlannensis! His
showplace at Leeambye. Old Wommany Wyes. Pfif! But, while
gleam with gloom swan here and there, this shame rock and that
whispy planter tell Paudheen Steel-the-Poghue and his perty
Molly Vardant, in goodbroomirish, arrah, this place is a proper
and his feist a ferial for curdnal communial, so be who would
celibrate the holy mystery upon or that the pirigrim from Mainy-
lands beatend, the calmleaved hutcaged by that look whose glaum

is sure he means bisnisgels to empalmover. A naked yogpriest,
clothed of sundust, his oakey doaked with frondest leoves, offrand
to the ewon of her owen. Tasyam kuru salilakriyamu! Pfaf!
    Bring about it to be brought about and it will be, loke, our lake
lemanted, that greyt lack, the citye of Is is issuant (atlanst!), urban
and orbal, through seep froms umber under wasseres of Erie.
    Hwo! Hwy, dairmaidens? Asthoreths, assay! Earthsigh to is
    Hillsengals, the daughters of the cliffs, responsen. Longsome
the samphire coast. From thee to thee, thoo art it thoo, that
thouest there. The like the near, the liker nearer. O sosay! A
family, a band, a school, a clanagirls. Fiftines andbut fortines by
novanas andor vantads by octettes ayand decadendecads by a
lunary with last a lone. Whose every has herdifferent from the
similies with her site. Sicut campanulae petalliferentes they coroll
in caroll round Botany Bay. A dweam of dose innocent dirly
dirls. Keavn! Keavn! And they all setton voicies about singsing
music was Keavn! He. Only he. Ittle he. Ah! The whole
clangalied. Oh!
    S. Wilhelmina's, S. Gardenia's, S. Phibia's, S. Veslandrua's,
S. Clarinda's, S. Immecula's, S. Dolores Delphin's, S. Perlan-
throa's, S. Errands Gay's, S. Eddaminiva's, S. Rhodamena's, S.
Ruadagara's, S. Drimicumtra's, S. Una Vestity's, S. Mintargisia's,
S. Misha-La-Valse's, S. Churstry's, S. Clouonaskieym's, S. Bella-
vistura's, S. Santamonta's, S. Ringsingsund's, S. Heddadin
Drade's, S. Glacianivia's, S. Waidafrira's, S. Thomassabbess's
and (trema! unloud!! pepet!!!) S. Loellisotoelles!
    Prayfulness! Prayfulness!
    Euh! Thaet is seu whaet shaell one naeme it!
    The meidinogues have tingued togethering. Ascend out of
your bed, cavern of a trunk, and shrine! Kathlins is kitchin.
Soros cast, ma brone! You must exterra acquarate to interirigate
all the arkypelicans. The austrologer Wallaby by Tolan, who
farshook our showrs from Newer Aland, has signed the you and
the now our mandate. Milenesia waits. Be smark.

    One seekings. Not the lithe slender, not the broad roundish
near the lithe slender, not the fairsized fullfeatured to the leeward
of the broad roundish but, indeed and inneed, the curling, perfect-
portioned, flowerfleckled, shapely highhued, delicate features
swaying to the windward of the fairsized fullfeatured.
    Was that in the air about when something is to be said for it or
is it someone imparticular who will somewherise for the whole
    What does Coemghen? Tell his hidings clearly! A woodtoo-
gooder. Is his moraltack still his best of weapons? How about a
little more goaling goold? Rowlin's tun he gadder no must. It is
the voice of Roga. His face is the face of a son. Be thine the silent
hall, O Jarama! A virgin, the one, shall mourn thee. Roga's stream
is solence. But Croona is in adestance. The ass of the O'Dwyer
of Greyglens is abrowtobayse afeald in his terroirs of the Potter-
ton's forecoroners, the reeks around the burleyhearthed. When
visited by an indepondant reporter, "Mike" Portlund, to burrow
burning the latterman's Resterant so is called the gortan in ques-
ture he mikes the fallowing for the Durban Gazette, firstcoming
issue. From a collispendent. Any were. Deemsday. Bosse of Upper
and Lower Byggotstrade, Ciwareke, may he live for river! The
Games funeral at Valleytemple. Saturnights pomps, exhabiting
that corricatore of a harss, revealled by Oscur Camerad. The last
of Dutch Schulds, perhumps. Pipe in Dream Cluse. Uncovers Pub
History. The Outrage, at Length. Affected Mob Follows in Reli-
gious Sullivence. Rinvention of vestiges by which they drugged
the buddhy. Moviefigure on in scenic section. By Patathicus. And
there, from out of the scuity, misty Londan, along the canavan
route, that is with the years gone, mild beam of the wave his
polar bearing, steerner among stars, trust touthena and you
tread true turf, comes the sorter, Mr Hurr Hansen, talking allthe-
ways in himself of his hopes to fall in among a merryfoule
of maidens happynghome from the dance, his knyckle allaready
in his knackskey fob, a passable compatriate proparly of the
Grimstad galleon, old pairs frieze, feed up to the noxer with
their geese and peeas and oats upon a trencher and the toyms

he'd lust in Wooming but with that smeoil like a grace of backon-
ing over his egglips of the sunsoonshine. Here's heering you in
a guessmasque, latterman! And such an improofment! As royt
as the mail and as fat as a fuddle! Schoen! Shoan! Shoon the
Puzt! A penny for your thought abouts! Tay, tibby, tanny,
tummy, tasty, tosty, tay. Batch is for Baker who baxters our
bread. O, what an ovenly odour! Butter butter! Bring us this
days our maily bag! But receive me, my frensheets, from the
emerald dark winterlong! For diss is the doss for Eilder Downes
and dass is it duss, as singen sengers, what the hardworking
straightwalking stoutstamping securelysealing officials who trow
to form our G.M.P.'s pass muster generally shay for shee and
sloo for slee when butting their headd to the pillow for a night-
shared nakeshift with the alter girl they tuck in for sweepsake.
Dutiful wealker for his hydes of march. Haves you the time.
Hans ahike? Heard you the crime, senny boy? The man was
giddy on letties on the dewry of the duary, be pursueded,
whethered with entrenous, midgreys, dagos, teatimes, shadows,
nocturnes or samoans, if wellstocked fillerouters plushfeverfraus
with dopy chonks, and this, that and the other pigskin or muffle
kinkles, taking a pipe course or doing an anguish, seen to his
fleece in after his foull, when Dr Chart of Greet Chorsles street
he changed his backbone at a citting. He had not the declaina-
tion, as what with the foos as whet with the fays, but so far as
hanging a goobes on the precedings, wherethen the lag allows, it
mights be anything after darks. Which the deers alones they sees
and the darkies they is snuffing of the wind up. Debbling.
Greanteavvents! Hyacinssies with heliotrollops! Not once
fullvixen freakings and but dubbledecoys! It is a lable iction on
the porte of the cuthulic church and summum most atole for it.
Where is that blinketey blanketer, that quound of a pealer, the
sunt of a hunt whant foxes good men! Where or he, our loved
among many?
    But what does Coemghem, the fostard? Tyro a tora. The
novened iconostase of his blueygreyned vitroils but begins
in feint to light his legend. Let Phosphoron proclaim! Peechy

peechy. Say he that saw him that saw! Man shall sharp run
do a get him. Ask no more, Jerry mine, Roga's voice! No
pice soorkabatcha. The bog which puckerooed the posy. The
vinebranch of Heremonheber on Bregia's plane where Teffia lies
is leaved invert and fructed proper but the cublic hatches endnot
open yet for hourly rincers' mess. Read Higgins, Cairns and Egen.
Malthus is yet lukked in close. Withun. How swathed there-
answer alcove makes theirinn! Besoakers loiter on. And primi-
libatory solicates of limon sodias will be absorbable. It is
not even yet the engine of the load with haled morries full of
crates, you mattinmummur, for dombell dumbs? Sure and 'tis
not then. The greek Sideral Reulthway, as it havvents, will soon
be starting a smooth with its first single hastencraft. Danny buz-
zers instead of the vialact coloured milk train on the fartykket
plan run with its endless gallaxion of rotatorattlers and the smool-
troon our elderens rememberem as the scream of the service,
Strubry Bess. Also the waggonwobblers are still yet everdue to
precipitate after night's combustion. Aspect, Shamus Rogua or!
Taceate and! Hagiographice canat Ecclesia. Which aubrey our
first shall show. Inattendance who is who is will play that's what's
that to what's that, what.
    Oyes! Oyeses! Oyesesyeses! The primace of the Gaulls, pro-
tonotorious, I yam as I yam, mitrogenerand in the free state on
the air, is now aboil to blow a Gael warning. Inoperation Eyr-
lands Eyot, Meganesia, Habitant and the onebut thousand insels,
Western and Osthern Approaches.
    Of Kevin, of increate God the servant, of the Lord Creator a
filial fearer, who, given to the growing grass, took to the tall tim-
ber, slippery dick the springy heeler, as we have seen, so we
have heard, what we have received, that we have transmitted,
thus we shall hope, this we shall pray till, in the search for
love of knowledge through the comprehension of the unity in
altruism through stupefaction, it may again how it may again,
shearing aside the four wethers and passing over the dainty daily
dairy and dropping by the way the lapful of live coals and
smoothing out Nelly Nettle and her lad of mettle, full of stings,

fond of stones, friend of gnewgnawns bones and leaving all the
messy messy to look after our douche douche, the miracles,
death and life are these.
    Yad. Procreated on the ultimate ysland of Yreland in the en-
cyclical yrish archipelago, come their feast of precreated holy
whiteclad angels, whomamong the christener of his, voluntarily
poor Kevin, having been graunted the praviloge of a priest's
postcreated portable altare cum balneo, when espousing the one
true cross, invented and exalted, in celibate matrimony at matin
chime arose and westfrom went and came in alb of cloth of gold
to our own midmost Glendalough-le-vert by archangelical guid-
ance where amiddle of meeting waters of river Yssia and Essia
river on this one of eithers lone navigable lake piously Kevin,
lawding the triune trishagion, amidships of his conducible altar
super bath, rafted centripetally, diaconal servent of orders hiber-
nian, midway across the subject lake surface to its supreem epi-
centric lake Ysle, whereof its lake is the ventrifugal principality,
whereon by prime, powerful in knowledge, Kevin came to where
its centre is among the circumfluent watercourses of Yshgafiena
and Yshgafiuna, an enysled lakelet yslanding a lacustrine yslet,
whereupon with beached raft subdiaconal bath propter altar,
with oil extremely anointed, accompanied by prayer, holy Kevin
bided till the third morn hour but to build a rubric penitential
honeybeehivehut in whose enclosure to live in fortitude, acolyte
of cardinal virtues, whereof the arenary floor, most holy Kevin
excavated as deep as to the depth of a seventh part of one full
fathom, which excavated, venerable Kevin, anchorite, taking
counsel, proceded towards the lakeside of the ysletshore whereat
seven several times he, eastward genuflecting, in entire ubidience
at sextnoon collected gregorian water sevenfold and with am-
brosian eucharistic joy of heart as many times receded, carrying
that privileged altar unacumque bath, which severally seven times
into the cavity excavated, a lector of water levels, most venerable
Kevin, then effused thereby letting there be water where was there-
tofore dry land, by him so concreated, who now, confirmed a strong
and perfect christian, blessed Kevin, exorcised his holy sister

water, perpetually chaste, so that, well understanding, she should
fill to midheight his tubbathaltar, which hanbathtub, most blessed
Kevin, ninthly enthroned, in the concentric centre of the trans-
lated water, whereamid, when violet vesper vailed, Saint Kevin,
Hydrophilos, having girded his sable cappa magna as high as to
his cherubical loins, at solemn compline sat in his sate of wis-
dom, that handbathtub, whereverafter, recreated doctor insularis
of the universal church, keeper of the door of meditation, memory
extempore proposing and intellect formally considering, recluse,
he meditated continuously with seraphic ardour the primal sacra-
ment of baptism or the regeneration of all man by affusion of
water. Yee.
    Bisships, bevel to rock's rite! Sarver buoy, extinguish! Nuota-
bene. The rare view from the three Benns under the bald heaven
is on the other end, askan your blixom on dimmen and blastun,
something to right hume about. They were erected in a purvious
century, as a hen fine coops and, if you know your Bristol and
have trudged the trolly ways and elventurns of that old cobbold
city, you will sortofficially scribble a mental Peny-Knox-Gore.
Whether they were franklings by name also has not been fully
probed. Their design is a whosold word and the charming de-
tails of light in dark are freshed from the feminiairity which
breathes content. O ferax cupla! Ah, fairypair! The first exploder
to make his ablations in these parks was indeed that lucky mortal
which the monster trial showed on its first day out. What will
not arky paper, anticidingly inked with penmark, push, per sample
prof, kuvertly falted, when style, stink and stigmataphoron are
of one sum in the same person? He comes out of the soil very
well after all just where Old Toffler is to come shuffling along-
soons Panniquanne starts showing of her peequuliar talonts.
Awaywrong wandler surking to a rightrare rute for his plain
utterrock sukes, appelled to by her fancy claddaghs. You plied
that pokar, gamesy, swell as aye did, while there were flickars
to the flores. He may be humpy, nay, he may be dumpy but there
is always something racey about, say, a sailor on a horse. As soon
as we sale him geen we gates a sprise! He brings up tofatufa and

that is how we get to Missas in Massas. The old Marino tale. We
veriters verity notefew demmed lustres priorly magistrite maxi-
mollient in ludubility learned. Facst. Teak off that wise head!
Great sinner, good sonner, is in effect the motto of the Mac-
Cowell family. The gloved fist (skrimmhandsker) was intraduced
into their socerdatal tree before the fourth of the twelfth and it
is even a little odd all four horolodgeries still gonging restage
Jakob van der Bethel, smolking behing his pipe, with Essav of
Messagepostumia, lentling out his borrowed chafingdish, before
cymbaloosing the apostles at every hours of changeover. The
first and last rittlerattle of the anniverse; when is a nam nought a
nam whenas it is a. Watch! Heroes' Highway where our fleshers
leave their bonings and every bob and joan to fill the bumper fair.
It is their segnall for old Champelysied to seek the shades of his
retirement and for young Chappielassies to tear a round and tease
their partners lovesoftfun at Finnegan's Wake.
    And it's high tigh tigh. Titley hi ti ti. That my dig pressed in
your dag si. Gnug of old Gnig. Ni, gnid mig brawly! I bag your
burden. Mees is thees knees. Thi is Mi. We have caught one-
selves, Sveasmeas, in somes incontigruity coumplegs of heopon-
hurrish marrage from whose I most sublumbunate. A polog, my
engl! Excutes. Om still so sovvy. Whyle om till ti ti.
    Dayagreening gains in schlimninging. A summerwint spring-
falls, abated. Hail, regn of durknass, snowly receassing, thund
lightening thund, into the dimbelowstard departamenty whither-
out, soon hist, soon mist, to the hothehill from the hollow,
Solsking the Frist (attempted by the admirable Captive Bunting
and Loftonant-Cornel Blaire) will processingly show up above
Tumplen Bar whereupont he was much jubilated by Boerge-
mester "Dyk" ffogg of Isoles, now Eisold, looking most plussed
with (exhib 39) a clout capped sunbubble anaccanponied from
his bequined torse. Up.
    Blanchardstown mewspeppers pleads coppyl. Gracest good-
ness, heave mensy upponnus! Grand old Manbutton, give your
bowlers a rest!

    It is a mere mienerism of this vague of visibilities, mark you,
as accorded to by moisturologist of the Brehons Assorceration for
the advauncement of scayence because, my dear, mentioning of
it under the breath, as in pure (what bunkum!) essenesse, there
have been disselving forenenst you just the draeper, the two
drawpers assisters and the three droopers assessors confraterni-
tisers. Who are, of course, Uncle Arth, your two cozes from
Niece and (kunject a bit now!) our own familiars, Billyhealy, Bally-
hooly and Bullyhowley, surprised in an indecorous position by
the Sigurd Sigerson Sphygmomanometer Society for bled-
    Knightsmore. Haventyne?
    Ha ha!
    This Mister Ireland? And a live?
    Ay, ay. Aye, aye, baas.
    The cry of Stena chills the vitals of slumbring off the motther
has been pleased into the harms of old salaciters, meassurers
soon and soon, but the voice of Alina gladdens the cockly-
hearted dreamerish for that magic moning with its ching
chang chap sugay kaow laow milkee muchee bringing becker-
brose, the brew with the foochoor in it. Sawyest? Nodt? Nyets,
I dhink I sawn to remumb or sumbsuch. A kind of a thinglike
all traylogged then pubably it resymbles a pelvic or some kvind
then props an acutebacked quadrangle with aslant off ohahn-
thenth a wenchyoumaycuddler, lying with her royalirish upper-
shoes among the theeckleaves. Signs are on of a mere by token
that wills still to be becoming upon this there once a here was
world. As the dayeleyves unfolden them. In the wake of the
blackshape, Nattenden Sorte; whenat, hindled firth and hundled
furth, the week of wakes is out and over; as a wick weak woking
from ennemberable Ashias unto fierce force fuming, temtem
tamtam, the Phoenican wakes.
    Passing. One. We are passing. Two. From sleep we are pass-
ing. Three. Into the wikeawades warld from sleep we are passing.
Four. Come, hours, be ours!
    But still. Ah diar, ah diar! And stay.

    It was allso agreenable in our sinegear clutchless, touring the
no placelike no timelike absolent, mixing up pettyvaughan popu-
lose with the magnumoore genstries, lloydhaired mersscenary
blookers with boydskinned pigttetails and goochlipped gwendo-
lenes with duffyeyed dolores; like so many unprobables in their
poor suit of the improssable. With Mata and after please with
Matamaru and after please stop with Matamaruluka and after stop
do please with Matamarulukajoni.
    And anotherum. Ah ess, dapple ass! He will be longing after
the Grogram Grays. And, Weisingchetaoli, he will levellaut
ministel Trampleasure be. Sheflower Rosina, younger Sheflower
fruit Amaryllis, youngest flowerfruityfrond Sallysill or Sillysall.
And house with heaven roof occupanters they are continuatingly
attraverse of its milletestudinous windows, ricocoursing them-
selves, as staneglass on stonegloss, inplayn unglish Wynn's
Hotel. Brancherds at: Bullbeck, Oldboof, Sassondale, Jorsey
Uppygard, Mundelonde, Abbeytotte, Bracqueytuitte with Hoc-
keyvilla, Fockeyvilla, Hillewille and Wallhall. Hoojahoo mana-
gers the thingaviking. Obning shotly. When the messanger of
the risen sun, (see other oriel) shall give to every seeable a hue and
to every hearable a cry and to each spectacle his spot and to each
happening her houram. The while we, we are waiting, we are
waiting for. Hymn.
    Muta: Quodestnunc fumusiste volhvuns ex Domoyno?
    Juva: It is Old Head of Kettle puffing off the top of the mornin.
    Muta: He odda be thorly well ashamed of himself for smoking
before the high host.
    Juva: Dies is Dorminus master and commandant illy tono-
    Muta: Diminussed aster! An I could peecieve amonkst the
gatherings who ever they wolk in process?
    Juva: Khubadah! It is the Chrystanthemlander with his
porters of bonzos, pompommy plonkyplonk, the ghariwallahs,
moveyovering the cabrattlefield of slaine.
    Muta: Pongo da Banza! An I would uscertain in druidful
scatterings one piece tall chap he stand one piece same place?

    Juva: Bulkily: and he is fundementially theosophagusted over
the whorse proceedings.
    Muta: Petrificationibus! O horild haraflare! Who his dickhuns
now rearrexes from undernearth the memorialorum?
    Juva: Beleave filmly, beleave! Fing Fing! King King!
    Muta: Ulloverum? Fulgitudo ejus Rhedonum teneat!
    Juva: Rolantlossly! Till the tipp of his ziff. And the ubideintia
of the savium is our ervics fenicitas.
    Muta: Why soly smiles the supremest with such for a leary on
his rugular lips?
    Juva: Bitchorbotchum! Eebrydime! He has help his crewn on
the burkeley buy but he has holf his crown on the Eurasian
    Muta: Skulkasloot! The twyly velleid is thus then paridi-
    Juva: Ut vivat volumen sic pereat pouradosus!
    Muta: Haven money on stablecert?
    Juva: Tempt to wom Outsider!
    Muta: Suc? He quoffs. Wutt?
    Juva: Sec! Wartar wartar! Wett.
    Muta: Ad Piabelle et Purabelle?
    Juva: At Winne, Woermann og Sengs.
    Muta: So that when we shall have acquired unification we
shall pass on to diversity and when we shall have passed on to
diversity we shall have acquired the instinct of combat and when
we shall have acquired the instinct of combat we shall pass back to
the spirit of appeasement?
    Juva: By the light of the bright reason which daysends to us
from the high.
    Muta: May I borrow that hordwanderbaffle from you, old
    Juva: Here it is and I hope it's your wormingpen, Erinmonker!
    Rhythm and Colour at Park Mooting. Peredos Last in the
Grand Natural. Velivision victor. Dubs newstage oldtime turf-
tussle, recalling Winny Willy Widger. Two draws. Heliotrope

leads from Harem. Three ties. Jockey the Ropper jerks Jake the
Rape. Paddrock and bookley chat.
    And here are the details.
    Tunc. Bymeby, bullocky vampas tappany bobs topside joss
pidgin fella Balkelly, archdruid of islish chinchinjoss in the his
heptachromatic sevenhued septicoloured roranyellgreenlindigan
mantle finish he show along the his mister guest Patholic with
alb belongahim the whose throat hum with of sametime all the his
cassock groaner fellas of greysfriaryfamily he fast all time what
time all him monkafellas with Same Patholic, quoniam, speeching,
yeh not speeching noh man liberty is, he drink up words, scilicet,
tomorrow till recover will not, all too many much illusiones
through photoprismic velamina of hueful panepiphanal world
spectacurum of Lord Joss, the of which zoantholitic furniture,
from mineral through vegetal to animal, not appear to full up to-
gether fallen man than under but one photoreflection of the
several iridals gradationes of solar light, that one which that part
of it (furnit of heupanepi world) had shown itself (part of fur of
huepanwor) unable to absorbere, whereas for numpa one pura-
duxed seer in seventh degree of wisdom of Entis-Onton he savvy
inside true inwardness of reality, the Ding hvad in idself id est,
all objects (of panepiwor) allside showed themselves in trues
coloribus resplendent with sextuple gloria of light actually re-
tained, untisintus, inside them (obs of epiwo). Rumnant Patholic,
stareotypopticus, no catch all that preachybook, utpiam, to-
morrow recover thing even is not, bymeby vampsybobsy tap-
panasbullocks topside joss pidginfella Bilkilly-Belkelly say pat-
fella, ontesantes, twotime hemhaltshealing, with other words
verbigratiagrading from murmurulentous till stridulocelerious in
a hunghoranghoangoly tsinglontseng while his comprehen-
durient, with diminishing claractinism, augumentationed himself
in caloripeia to vision so throughsighty, you anxioust melan-
cholic, High Thats Hight Uberking Leary his fiery grassbelong-
head all show colour of sorrelwood herbgreen, again, nigger-
blonker, of the his essixcoloured holmgrewnworsteds costume
the his fellow saffron pettikilt look same hue of boiled spinasses,

other thing, voluntary mutismuser, he not compyhandy the his
golden twobreasttorc look justsamelike curlicabbis, moreafter, to
pace negativisticists, verdant readyrainroof belongahim Exuber
High Ober King Leary very dead, what he wish to say, spit of
superexuberabundancy plenty laurel leaves, after that com-
mander bulopent eyes of Most Highest Ardreetsar King same
thing like thyme choppy upon parsley, alongsidethat, if please-
sir, nos displace tauttung, sowlofabishospastored, enamel Indian
gem in maledictive fingerfondler of High High Siresultan Em-
peror all same like one fellow olive lentil, onthelongsidethat, by
undesendas, kirikirikiring, violaceous warwon contusiones of
facebuts of Highup Big Cockywocky Sublissimime Autocrat, for
that with pure hueglut intensely saturated one, tinged uniformly,
allaroundside upinandoutdown, very like you seecut chowchow
of plentymuch sennacassia Hump cumps Ebblybally! Sukkot?
    Punc. Bigseer, refrects the petty padre, whackling it out, a
tumble to take, tripeness to call thing and to call if say is good
while, you pore shiroskuro blackinwhitepaddynger, by thiswis
aposterioprismically apatstrophied and paralogically periparo-
lysed, celestial from principalest of Iro's Irismans ruinboon pot
before, (for beingtime monkblinkers timeblinged completamen-
tarily murkblankered in their neutrolysis between the possible
viriditude of the sager and the probable eruberuption of the
saint), as My tappropinquish to Me wipenmeselps gnosegates a
handcaughtscheaf of synthetic shammyrag to hims hers, seeming-
such four three two agreement cause heart to be might, saving to
Balenoarch (he kneeleths), to Great Balenoarch (he kneeleths
down) to Greatest Great Balenoarch (he kneeleths down quite-
somely), the sound sense sympol in a weedwayedwold of the
firethere the sun in his halo cast. Onmen.
    That was thing, bygotter, the thing, boagcotton, the very thing,
begad! Even to uptoputty Bilkilly-Belkelly-Balkally. Who was
for shouting down the shatton on the lamp of Jeeshees. Sweating
on to stonker and throw his seven. As he shuck his thumping
fore features apt the hoyhop of His Ards.

    Good safe firelamp! hailed the heliots. Goldselforelump!
Halled they. Awed. Where thereon the skyfold high, trampa-
trampatramp. Adie. Per ye comdoom doominoom noonstroom.
Yeasome priestomes. Fullyhum toowhoom.
    Sants and sogs, cabs and cobs, kings and karls, tentes and
    'Tis gone infarover. So fore now, dayleash. Pour deday. To
trancefixureashone. Feist of Taborneccles, scenopegia, come!
Shamwork, be in our scheining! And let every crisscouple be so
crosscomplimentary, little eggons, youlk and meelk, in a farbiger
pancosmos. With a hottyhammyum all round. Gudstruce!
    Yet is no body present here which was not there before. Only
is order othered. Nought is nulled. Fuitfiat!
    Lo, the laud of laurens now orielising benedictively when
saint and sage have said their say.
    A spathe of calyptrous glume involucrumines the perinanthean
Amenta: fungoalgaceous muscafilicial graminopalmular plan-
teon; of increasing, livivorous, feelful thinkamalinks; luxuriotia-
ting everywhencewithersoever among skullhullows and charnel-
cysts of a weedwastewoldwevild when Ralph the Retriever
ranges to jawrode his knuts knuckles and her theas thighs; one-
gugulp down of the nauseous forere brarkfarsts oboboomaround
and you're as paint and spickspan as a rainbow; wreathe the bowl
to rid the bowel; no runcure, no rank heat, sir; amess in amullium;
chlorid cup.
    Health, chalce, endnessnessessity! Arrive, likkypuggers, in
a poke! The folgor of the frightfools is olympically optimo-
minous; there is bound to be a lovleg day for mirrages in the
open; Murnane and Aveling are undertoken to berry that ort-
chert: provided that. You got to make good that breachsuit,
seamer. You going to haulm port houlm, toilermaster. You yet
must get up to kill (nonparticular). You still stand by and do as
hit (private). While for yous, Jasminia Aruna and all your likers,
affinitatively must it be by you elected if Monogynes his is or
hers Diander, the tubous, limbersome and nectarial. Owned or

grazeheifer, ethel or bonding. Mopsus or Gracchus, all your
horodities will incessantlament be coming back from the Annone
Wishwashwhose, Ormepierre Lodge, Doone of the Drumes,
blanches bountifully and nightsend made up, every article lather-
ing leaving several rinsings so as each rinse results with a dap-
perent rolle, cuffs for meek and chokers for sheek and a kink in
the pacts for namby. Forbeer, forbear! For nought that is has
bane. In mournenslaund. Themes have thimes and habit reburns.
To flame in you. Ardor vigor forders order. Since ancient was
our living is in possible to be. Delivered as. Caffirs and culls and
onceagain overalls, the fittest surviva lives that blued, iorn and
storridge can make them. Whichus all claims. Clean. Whenast-
cleeps. Close. And the mannormillor clipperclappers. Noxt. Doze.
    Fennsense, finnsonse, aworn! Tuck upp those wide shorts.
The pink of the busket for sheer give. Peeps. Stand up to hard
ware and step into style. If you soil may, puett, guett me prives.
For newmanmaun set a marge to the merge of unnotions. Inni-
tion wons agame.
    What has gone? How it ends?
    Begin to forget it. It will remember itself from every sides, with
all gestures, in each our word. Today's truth, tomorrow's trend.
    Forget, remember!
    Have we cherished expectations? Are we for liberty of peru-
siveness? Whyafter what forewhere? A plainplanned liffeyism
assemblements Eblania's conglomerate horde. By dim delty Deva.
    Our wholemole millwheeling vicociclometer, a tetradoma-
tional gazebocroticon (the "Mamma Lujah" known to every
schoolboy scandaller, be he Matty, Marky, Lukey or John-a-
Donk), autokinatonetically preprovided with a clappercoupling
smeltingworks exprogressive process, (for the farmer, his son and
their homely codes, known as eggburst, eggblend, eggburial and
hatch-as-hatch can) receives through a portal vein the dialytically
separated elements of precedent decomposition for the verypet-
purpose of subsequent recombination so that the heroticisms,
catastrophes and eccentricities transmitted by the ancient legacy

of the past; type by tope, letter from litter, word at ward, with
sendence of sundance, since the days of Plooney and Colum-
cellas when Giacinta, Pervenche and Margaret swayed over the
all-too-ghoulish and illyrical and innumantic in our mutter nation,
all, anastomosically assimilated and preteridentified paraidioti-
cally, in fact, the sameold gamebold adomic structure of our
Finnius the old One, as highly charged with electrons as hophaz-
ards can effective it, may be there for you, Cockalooralooraloo-
menos, when cup, platter and pot come piping hot, as sure as
herself pits hen to paper and there's scribings scrawled on eggs.
    Of cause, so! And in effect, as?
    Dear. And we go on to Dirtdump. Reverend. May we add
majesty? Well, we have frankly enjoyed more than anything
these secret workings of natures (thanks ever for it, we humbly
pray) and, well, was really so denighted of this lights time.
Mucksrats which bring up about uhrweckers they will come to
know good. Yon clouds will soon disappear looking forwards
at a fine day. The honourable Master Sarmon they should be
first born like he was with a twohangled warpon and it was
between Williamstown and the Mairrion Ailesbury on the top
of the longcar, as merrily we rolled along, we think of him looking
at us yet as if to pass away in a cloud. When he woke up in a
sweat besidus it was to pardon him, goldylocks, me having an
airth, but he daydreamsed we had a lovelyt face for a pulltomine.
Back we were by the jerk of a beamstark, backed in paladays last,
on the brinks of the wobblish, the man what never put a dramn
in the swags but milk from a national cowse. That was the prick
of the spindle to me that gave me the keys to dreamland. Sneakers
in the grass, keep off! If we were to tick off all that cafflers head,
whisperers for his accomodation, the me craws, namely, and their
bacon what harmed butter! It's margarseen oil. Thinthin thin-
thin. Stringstly is it forbidden by the honorary tenth commend-
mant to shall not bare full sweetness against a nighboor's wiles.
What those slimes up the cavern door around you, keenin, (the
lies is coming out on them frecklefully) had the shames to suggest
can we ever? Never! So may the low forget him their trespasses

against Molloyd O'Reilly, that hugglebeddy fann, now about to
get up, the hartiest that Coolock ever! A nought in nought
Eirinishmhan, called Ervigsen by his first mate. May all similar
douters of our oldhame story have that fancied widming! For
a pipe of twist or a slug of Hibernia metal we could let out and,
by jings, someone would make a carpus of somebody with the
greatest of pleasure by private shootings. And in contravention to
the constancy of chemical combinations not enough of all the
slatters of him left for Peeter the Picker to make their threi sevelty
filfths of a man out of. Good wheat! How delitious for the three
Sulvans of Dulkey and what a sellpriceget the two Peris of
Monacheena! Sugars of lead for the chloras ashpots! Peace! He
possessing from a child of highest valency for our privileged
beholdings ever complete hairy of chest, hamps and eyebags in
pursuance to salesladies' affectionate company. His real devotes.
Wriggling reptiles, take notice! Whereas we exgust all such
sprinkling snigs. They are pestituting the whole time never with
standing we simply agree upon the committee of amusance! Or
could above bring under same notice for it to be able to be seen.
    About that coerogenal hun and his knowing the size of an egg-
cup. First he was a skulksman at one time and then Cloon's fired
him through guff. Be sage about sausages! Stuttutistics shows
with he's heacups of teatables the oldfirm's fatspitters are most
eatenly appreciated by metropolonians. While we should like to
drag attentions to our Wolkmans Cumsensation Act. The magnets
of our midst being foisted upon by a plethorace of parachutes.
Did speece permit the bad example of setting before the military
to the best of our belief in the earliest wish of the one in mind was
the mitigation of the king's evils. And how he staired up the
step after it's the power of the gait. His giantstand of manun-
known. No brad wishy washy wathy wanted neither! Once you
are balladproof you are unperceable to haily, icy and missile-
throes. Order now before we reach Ruggers' Rush! As we now
must close hoping to Saint Laurans all in the best. Moral. Mrs
Stores Humphreys: So you are expecting trouble, Pondups, from
the domestic service questioned? Mr Stores Humphreys: Just as

there is a good in even, Levia, my cheek is a compleet bleenk.
Plumb. Meaning: one two four. Finckers. Up the hind hose of
hizzars. Whereapon our best again to a hundred and eleven ploose
one thousand and one other blessings will now concloose thoose
epoostles to your great kindest, well, for all at trouble to took.
We are all at home in old Fintona, thank Danis, for ourselfsake,
that direst of housebonds, whool wheel be true unto lovesend
so long as we has a pockle full of brass. Impossible to remember
persons in improbable to forget position places. Who would
pellow his head off to conjure up a, well, particularly mean stinker
like funn make called Foon MacCrawl brothers, mystery man of
the pork martyrs? Force in giddersh! Tomothy and Lorcan, the
bucket Toolers, both are Timsons now they've changed their
characticuls during their blackout. Conan Boyles will pudge the
daylives out through him, if they are correctly informed. Music, me
ouldstrow, please! We'll have a brand rehearsal. Fing! One must
simply laugh. Fing him aging! Good licks! Well, this ought to weke
him to make up. He'll want all his fury gutmurdherers to redress
him. Gilly in the gap. The big bad old sprowly all uttering foon!
Has now stuffed last podding. His fooneral will sneak pleace by
creeps o'clock toosday. Kingen will commen. Allso brewbeer.
Pens picture at Manchem House Horsegardens shown in Morn-
ing post as from Boston transcripped. Femelles will be preadam-
inant as from twentyeight to twelve. To hear that lovelade
parson, of case, of a bawl gentlemale, pour forther moracles. Don't
forget! The grand fooneral will now shortly occur. Remember.
The remains must be removed before eaght hours shorp. With
earnestly conceived hopes. So help us to witness to this day to
hand in sleep. From of Mayasdaysed most duteoused.
    Well, here's lettering you erronymously anent other clerical
fands allieged herewith. I wisht I wast be that dumb tyke and he'd
wish it was me yonther heel. How about it? The sweetest song
in the world! Our shape as a juvenile being much admired from
the first with native copper locks. Referring to the Married
Woman's Improperty Act a correspondent paints out that the
Swees Aubumn vogue is hanging down straith fitting to her

innocenth eyes. O, felicious coolpose! If all the MacCrawls would
only handle virgils like Armsworks, Limited! That's handsel for
gertles! Never mind Micklemans! Chat us instead! The cad
with the pope's wife, Lily Kinsella, who became the wife of
Mr Sneakers for her good name in the hands of the kissing
solicitor, will now engage in attentions. Just a prinche for to-
night! Pale bellies our mild cure, back and streaky ninepace.
The thicks off Bully's Acre was got up by Sully. The Boot lane
brigade. And she had a certain medicine brought her in a
licenced victualler's bottle. Shame! Thrice shame! We are
advised the waxy is at the present in the Sweeps hospital and
that he may never come out! Only look through your leather-
box one day with P.C.Q. about 4.32 or at 8 and 22.5 with the
quart of scissions masters and clerk and the bevyhum of Marie
Reparatrices for a good allround sympowdhericks purge, full view,
to be surprised to see under the grand piano Lily on the sofa (and
a lady!) pulling a low and then he'd begin to jump a little bit to
find out what goes on when love walks in besides the solicitous
bussness by kissing and looking into a mirror.
    That we were treated not very grand when the police and
everybody is all bowing to us when we go out in all directions
on Wanterlond Road with my cubarola glide? And, personably
speaking, they can make their beaux to my alce, as Hillary Allen
sang to the opennine knighters. Item, we never were chained to a
chair, and, bitem, no widower whother soever followed us about
with a fork on Yankskilling Day. Meet a great civilian (proud
lives to him!) who is gentle as a mushroom and a very affectable
when he always sits forenenst us for his wet while to all whom
it may concern Sully is a thug from all he drunk though he is a
rattling fine bootmaker in his profession. Would we were here-
arther to lodge our complaint on sergeant Laraseny in consequence
of which in such steps taken his health would be constably broken
into potter's pance which would be the change of his life by a
Nollwelshian which has been oxbelled out of crispianity.
    Well, our talks are coming to be resumed by more polite con-
versation with a huntered persent human over the natural bestness

of pleisure after his good few mugs of humbedumb and shag.
While for whoever likes that urogynal pan of cakes one apiece it is
thanks, beloved, to Adam, our former first Finnlatter and our
grocerest churcher, as per Grippiths' varuations, for his beautiful
crossmess parzel.
    Well, we simply like their demb cheeks, the Rathgarries,
wagging here about around the rhythms in me amphybed and he
being as bothered that he pausably could by the fallth of hampty
damp. Certified reformed peoples, we may add to this stage, are
proptably saying to quite agreeable deef. Here gives your
answer, pigs and scuts! Hence we've lived in two worlds. He is
another he what stays under the himp of holth. The herewaker
of our hamefame is his real namesame who will get himself up
and erect, confident and heroic when but, young as of old, for my
daily comfreshenall, a wee one woos.
    Alma Luvia, Pollabella.
P.S. Soldier Rollo's sweetheart. And she's about fetted up now
with nonsery reams. And rigs out in regal rooms with the ritzies.
Rags! Worns out. But she's still her deckhuman amber too.
    Soft morning, city! Lsp! I am leafy speafing. Lpf! Folty and
folty all the nights have falled on to long my hair. Not a sound,
falling. Lispn! No wind no word. Only a leaf, just a leaf and
then leaves. The woods are fond always. As were we their babes
in. And robins in crews so. It is for me goolden wending.
Unless? Away! Rise up, man of the hooths, you have slept so
long! Or is it only so mesleems? On your pondered palm.
Reclined from cape to pede. With pipe on bowl. Terce for a
fiddler, sixt for makmerriers, none for a Cole. Rise up now and
aruse! Norvena's over. I am leafy, your goolden, so you called
me, may me life, yea your goolden, silve me solve, exsogerraider!
You did so drool. I was so sharm. But there's a great poet in you
too. Stout Stokes would take you offly. So has he as bored me
to slump. But am good and rested. Taks to you, toddy, tan ye!
Yawhawaw. Helpunto min, helpas vin. Here is your shirt, the day
one, come back. The stock, your collar. Also your double brogues.
A comforter as well. And here your iverol and everthelest your

umbr. And stand up tall! Straight. I want to see you looking fine
for me. With your brandnew big green belt and all. Blooming in
the very lotust and second to nill, Budd! When you're in the
buckly shuit Rosensharonals near did for you. Fiftyseven and
three, cosh, with the bulge. Proudpurse Alby with his pooraroon
Eireen, they'll. Pride, comfytousness, enevy! You make me think
of a wonderdecker I once. Or somebalt thet sailder, the man me-
gallant, with the bangled ears. Or an earl was he, at Lucan? Or,
no, it's the Iren duke's I mean. Or somebrey erse from the Dark
Countries. Come and let us! We always said we'd. And go abroad.
Rathgreany way perhaps. The childher are still fast. There is no
school today. Them boys is so contrairy. The Head does be
worrying himself. Heel trouble and heal travel. Galliver and
Gellover. Unless they changes by mistake. I seen the likes in
the twinngling of an aye. Som. So oft. Sim. Time after time.
The sehm asnuh. Two bredder as doffered as nors in soun. When
one of him sighs or one of him cries 'tis you all over. No peace
at all. Maybe it's those two old crony aunts held them out to the
water front. Queer Mrs Quickenough and odd Miss Dodd-
pebble. And when them two has had a good few there isn't much
more dirty clothes to publish. From the Laundersdale Minssions.
One chap googling the holyboy's thingabib and this lad wetting
his widdle. You were pleased as Punch, recitating war exploits
and pearse orations to them jackeen gapers. But that night after,
all you were wanton! Bidding me do this and that and the other.
And blowing off to me, hugly Judsys, what wouldn't you give
to have a girl! Your wish was mewill. And, lo, out of a sky! The
way I too. But her, you wait. Eager to choose is left to her shade.
If she had only more matcher's wit. Findlings makes runaways,
runaways a stray. She's as merry as the gricks still. 'Twould be
sore should ledden sorrow. I'll wait. And I'll wait. And then if
all goes. What will be is. Is is. But let them. Slops hospodch and
the slusky slut too. He's for thee what she's for me. Dogging you
round cove and haven and teaching me the perts of speech. If you
spun your yarns to him on the swishbarque waves I was spelling
my yearns to her over cottage cake. We'll not disturb their sleep-

ing duties. Let besoms be bosuns. It's Phoenix, dear. And the
flame is, hear! Let's our joornee saintomichael make it. Since the
lausafire has lost and the book of the depth is. Closed. Come!
Step out of your shell! Hold up you free fing! Yes. We've light
enough. I won't take our laddy's lampern. For them four old
windbags of Gustsofairy to be blowing at. Nor you your ruck-
sunck. To bring all the dannymans out after you on the hike. Send
Arctur guiddus! Isma! Sft! It is the softest morning that ever I
can ever remember me. But she won't rain showerly, our Ilma. Yet.
Until it's the time. And me and you have made our. The sons of
bursters won in the games. Still I'll take me owld Finvara for my
shawlders. The trout will be so fine at brookfisht. With a taste
of roly polony from Blugpuddels after. To bring out the tang of
the tay. Is't you fain for a roost brood? Oaxmealturn, all out of
the woolpalls! And then all the chippy young cuppinjars clutter-
ing round us, clottering for their creams. Crying, me, grownup
sister! Are me not truly? Lst! Only but, theres a but, you must
buy me a fine new girdle too, nolly. When next you go to Market
Norwall. They're all saying I need it since the one from Isaacsen's
slooped its line. Mrknrk? Fy arthou! Come! Give me your great
bearspaw, padder avilky, fol a miny tiny. Dola. Mineninecy-
handsy, in the languo of flows. That's Jorgen Jargonsen. But you
understood, nodst? I always know by your brights and shades.
Reach down. A lil mo. So. Draw back your glave. Hot and hairy,
hugon, is your hand! Here's where the falskin begins. Smoos as
an infams. One time you told you'd been burnt in ice. And one
time it was chemicalled after you taking a lifeness. Maybe that's
why you hold your hodd as if. And people thinks you missed the
scaffold. Of fell design. I'll close me eyes. So not to see. Or see only
a youth in his florizel, a boy in innocence, peeling a twig, a child be-
side a weenywhite steed. The child we all love to place our hope in
for ever. All men has done something. Be the time they've come to
the weight of old fletch. We'll lave it. So. We will take our walk
before in the timpul they ring the earthly bells. In the church
by the hearseyard. Pax Goodmens will. Or the birds start their
treestirm shindy. Look, there are yours off, high on high! And

cooshes, sweet good luck they're cawing you, Coole! You see,
they're as white as the riven snae. For us. Next peaters poll you
will be elicted or I'm not your elicitous bribe. The Kinsella
woman's man will never reduce me. A MacGarath O'Cullagh
O'Muirk MacFewney sookadoodling and sweepacheeping round
the lodge of Fjorn na Galla of the Trumpets! It's like potting the
po to shambe on the dresser or tamming Uncle Tim's Caubeen
on to the brows of a Viker Eagle. Not such big strides, huddy
foddy! You'll crush me antilopes I saved so long for. They're
Penisole's. And the two goodiest shoeshoes. It is hardly a Knut's
mile or seven, possumbotts. It is very good for the health of a
morning. With Buahbuah. A gentle motion all around. As
leisure paces. And the helpyourselftoastrool cure's easy. It seems
so long since, ages since. As if you had been long far away.
Afartodays, afeartonights, and me as with you in thadark. You
will tell me some time if I can believe its all. You know where
I am bringing you? You remember? When I ran berrying after
hucks and haws. With you drawing out great aims to hazel me
from the hummock with your sling. Our cries. I could lead you
there and I still by you in bed. Les go dutc to Danegreven,
nos? Not a soul but ourselves. Time? We have loads on our
hangs. Till Gilligan and Halligan call again to hooligan. And
the rest of the guns. Sullygan eight, from left to right. Olobobo,
ye foxy theagues! The moskors thought to ball you out. Or
the Wald Unicorns Master, Bugley Captain, from the Naul, drawls
up by the door with the Honourable Whilp and the Reverend
Poynter and the two Lady Pagets of Tallyhaugh, Ballyhuntus,
in their riddletight raiding hats for to lift a hereshealth to their
robost, the Stag, evers the Carlton hart. And you needn't host
out with your duck and your duty, capapole, while they reach
him the glass he never starts to finish. Clap this wis on your poll
and stick this in your ear, wiggly! Beauties don't answer and the
rich never pays. If you were the enlarged they'd hue in cry you,
Heathtown, Harbourstown, Snowtown, Four Knocks, Fleming-
town, Bodingtown to the Ford of Fyne on Delvin. How they
housed to house you after the Platonic garlens! And all because,

loosed in her reflexes, she seem she seen Ericoricori coricome
huntsome with his three poach dogs aleashing him. But you came
safe through. Enough of that horner corner! And old mutther-
goosip! We might call on the Old Lord, what do you say? There's
something tells me. He is a fine sport. Like the score and a moighty
went before him. And a proper old promnentory. His door
always open. For a newera's day. Much as your own is. You
invoiced him last Eatster so he ought to give us hockockles and
everything. Remember to take off your white hat, ech? When
we come in the presence. And say hoothoothoo, ithmuthisthy!
His is house of laws. And I'll drop my graciast kertssey too. If
the Ming Tung no go bo to me homage me hamage kow bow
tow to the Mong Tang. Ceremonialness to stand lowest place
be! Saying: What'll you take to link to light a pike on porpoise,
plaise? He might knight you an Armor elsor daub you the first
cheap magyerstrape. Remember Bomthomanew vim vam vom
Hungerig. Hoteform, chain and epolettes, botherbumbose. And
I'll be your aural eyeness. But we vain. Plain fancies. It's in the
castles air. My currant bread's full of sillymottocraft. Aloof is
anoof. We can take or leave. He's reading his ruffs. You'll know
our way from there surely. Flura's way. Where once we led so
many car couples have follied since. Clatchka! Giving Shaugh-
nessy's mare the hillymount of her life. With her strulldeburg-
ghers! Hnmn hnmn! The rollcky road adondering. We can sit
us down on the heathery benn, me on you, in quolm uncon-
sciounce. To scand the arising. Out from Drumleek. It was there
Evora told me I had best. If I ever. When the moon of mourning
is set and gone. Over Glinaduna. Lonu nula. Ourselves, oursouls
alone. At the site of salvocean. And watch would the letter you're
wanting be coming may be. And cast ashore. That I prays for
be mains of me draims. Scratching it and patching at with a
prompt from a primer. And what scrips of nutsnolleges I pecked
up me meself. Every letter is a hard but yours sure is the hardest
crux ever. Hack an axe, hook an oxe, hath an an, heth hith ences.
But once done, dealt and delivered, tattat, you're on the map.
Rased on traumscrapt from Maston, Boss. After rounding his

world of ancient days. Carried in a caddy or screwed and corked.
On his mugisstosst surface. With a bob, bob, bottledby. Blob.
When the waves give up yours the soil may for me. Sometime
then, somewhere there, I wrote me hopes and buried the page
when I heard Thy voice, ruddery dunner, so loud that none but,
and left it to lie till a kissmiss coming. So content me now. Lss.
Unbuild and be buildn our bankaloan cottage there and we'll
cohabit respectable. The Gowans, ser, for Medem, me. With
acute bubel runtoer for to pippup and gopeep where the sterres
be. Just to see would we hear how Jove and the peers talk. Amid
the soleness. Tilltop, bigmaster! Scale the summit! You're not
so giddy any more. All your graundplotting and the little it
brought! Humps, when you hised us and dumps, when you
doused us! But sarra one of me cares a brambling ram, pomp
porteryark! On limpidy marge I've made me hoom. Park and a
pub for me. Only don't start your stunts of Donachie's yeards
agoad again. I could guessp to her name who tuckt you that one, tuf-
nut! Bold bet backwords. For the loves of sinfintins! Before the
naked universe. And the bailby pleasemarm rincing his eye! One
of these fine days, lewdy culler, you must redoform again.
Blessed shield Martin! Softly so. I am so exquisitely pleased about
the loveleavest dress I have. You will always call me Leafiest,
won't you, dowling? Wordherfhull Ohldhbhoy! And you won't
urbjunk to me parafume, oiled of kolooney, with a spot of mara-
shy. Sm! It's Alpine Smile from Yesthers late Yhesters. I'm in
everywince nasturtls. Even in Houlth's nose. Medeurscodeignus!
Astale of astoun. Grand owld marauder! If I knew who you are!
When that hark from the air said it was Captain Finsen makes cum-
hulments and was mayit pressing for his suit I said are you there
here's nobody here only me. But I near fell off the pile of samples.
As if your tinger winged ting to me hear. Is that right what
your brothermilk in Bray bes telling the district you were bragged
up by Brostal because your parents would be always tumbling
into his foulplace and losing her pentacosts after drinking their
pledges? Howsomendeavour, you done me fine! The only man
was ever known could eat the crushts of lobsters. Our native

night when you twicetook me for some Marienne Sherry and
then your Jermyn cousin who signs hers with exes and the beard-
wig I found in your Clarksome bag. Pharaops you'll play you're
the king of Aeships. You certainly make the most royal of noises.
I will tell you all sorts of makeup things, strangerous. And show
you to every simple storyplace we pass. Cadmillersfolly, Bellevenue,
Wellcrom, Quid Superabit, villities valleties. Change the plates
for the next course of murphies! Spendlove's still there and the
canon going strong and so is Claffey's habits endurtaking and
our parish pomp's a great warrent. But you'll have to ask that
same four that named them is always snugging in your bar-
salooner, saying they're the best relicts of Conal O'Daniel and
writing Finglas since the Flood. That'll be some kingly work in pro-
gress. But it's by this route he'll come some morrow. And I
can signal you all flint and fern are rasstling as we go by. And
you'll sing thumb a bit and then wise your selmon on it. It is all
so often and still the same to me. Snf? Only turf, wick dear! Clane
turf. You've never forgodden batt on tarf, have you, at broin
burroow, what? Mch? Why, them's the muchrooms, come up
during the night. Look, agres of roofs in parshes. Dom on dam,
dim in dym. And a capital part for olympics to ply at. Steadyon,
Cooloosus! Mind your stride or you'll knock. While I'm dodging
the dustbins. Look what I found! A lintil pea. And look at here!
This cara weeseed. Pretty mites, my sweetthings, was they poor-
loves abandoned by wholawidey world? Neighboulotts for new-
town. The Eblanamagna you behazyheld loomening up out of the
dumblynass. But the still sama sitta. I've lapped so long. As you
said. It fair takes. If I lose my breath for a minute or two don't
speak, remember! Once it happened, so it may again. Why I'm
all these years within years in soffran, allbeleaved. To hide away
the tear, the parted. It's thinking of all. The brave that gave their.
The fair that wore. All them that's gunne. I'll begin again in a
jiffey. The nik of a nad. How glad you'll be I waked you! My!
How well you'll feel! For ever after. First we turn by the vagurin
here and then it's gooder. So side by side, turn agate, wedding-
town, laud men of Londub! I only hope whole the heavens sees

us. For I feel I could near to faint away. Into the deeps. Anna-
mores leep. Let me lean, just a lea, if you le, bowldstrong big-
tider. Allgearls is wea. At times. So. While you're adamant evar.
Wrhps, that wind as if out of norewere! As on the night of the
Apophanypes. Jumpst shootst throbbst into me mouth like a
bogue and arrohs! Ludegude of the Lashlanns, how he whips
me cheeks! Sea, sea! Here, weir, reach, island, bridge. Where you
meet I. The day. Remember! Why there that moment and us
two only? I was but teen, a tiler's dot. The swankysuits was
boosting always, sure him, he was like to me fad. But the swag-
gerest swell off Shackvulle Strutt. And the fiercest freaky ever
followed a pining child round the sluppery table with a forkful
of fat. But a king of whistlers. Scieoula! When he'd prop me atlas
against his goose and light our two candles for our singers duohs
on the sewingmachine. I'm sure he squirted juice in his eyes to
make them flash for flightening me. Still and all he was awful
fond to me. Who'll search for Find Me Colours now on the hilly-
droops of Vikloefells? But I read in Tobecontinued's tale that while
blubles blows there'll still be sealskers. There'll be others but non
so for me. Yed he never knew we seen us before. Night after
night. So that I longed to go to. And still with all. One time you'd
stand fornenst me, fairly laughing, in your bark and tan billows of 
branches for to fan me coolly. And I'd lie as quiet as a moss. And
one time you'd rush upon me, darkly roaring, like a great black 
shadow with a sheeny stare to perce me rawly. And I'd frozen
up and pray for thawe. Three times in all. I was the pet of everyone
then. A princeable girl. And you were the pantymammy's Vulking
Corsergoth. The invision of Indelond. And, by Thorror, you
looked it! My lips went livid for from the joy of fear. Like almost
now. How? How you said how you'd give me the keys of me
heart. And we'd be married till delth to uspart. And though dev
do espart. O mine! Only, no, now it's me who's got to give. As
duv herself div. Inn this linn. And can it be it's nnow fforvell?
Illas! I wisht I had better glances to peer to you through this bay-
light's growing. But you're changing, acoolsha, you're changing
from me, I can feel. Or is it me is? I'm getting mixed. Brightening

up and tightening down. Yes, you're changing, sonhusband, and
you're turning, I can feel you, for a daughterwife from the hills
again. Imlamaya. And she is coming. Swimming in my hindmoist.
Diveltaking on me tail. Just a whisk brisk sly spry spink spank
sprint of a thing theresomere, saultering. Saltarella come to her
own. I pity your oldself I was used to. Now a younger's there.
Try not to part! Be happy, dear ones! May I be wrong! For she'll
be sweet for you as I was sweet when I came down out of me
mother. My great blue bedroom, the air so quiet, scarce a cloud.
In peace and silence. I could have stayed up there for always only.
It's something fails us. First we feel. Then we fall. And let her rain
now if she likes. Gently or strongly as she likes. Anyway let her
rain for my time is come. I done me best when I was let. Think-
ing always if I go all goes. A hundred cares, a tithe of troubles and
is there one who understands me? One in a thousand of years of
the nights? All me life I have been lived among them but now
they are becoming lothed to me. And I am lothing their little
warm tricks. And lothing their mean cosy turns. And all the
greedy gushes out through their small souls. And all the lazy
leaks down over their brash bodies. How small it's all! And me
letting on to meself always. And lilting on all the time. I thought
you were all glittering with the noblest of carriage. You're only
a bumpkin. I thought you the great in all things, in guilt and in
glory. You're but a puny. Home! My people were not their sort
out beyond there so far as I can. For all the bold and bad and
bleary they are blamed, the seahags. No! Nor for all our wild
dances in all their wild din. I can seen meself among them, alla-
niuvia pulchrabelled. How she was handsome, the wild Amazia,
when she would seize to my other breast! And what is she weird,
haughty Niluna, that she will snatch from my ownest hair! For
'tis they are the stormies. Ho hang! Hang ho! And the clash of
our cries till we spring to be free. Auravoles, they says, never heed
of your name! But I'm loothing them that's here and all I lothe.
Loonely in me loneness. For all their faults. I am passing out. O
bitter ending! I'll slip away before they're up. They'll never see.
Nor know. Nor miss me. And it's old and old it's sad and old it's

sad and weary I go back to you, my cold father, my cold mad
father, my cold mad feary father, till the near sight of the mere
size of him, the moyles and moyles of it, moananoaning, makes me
seasilt saltsick and I rush, my only, into your arms. I see them
rising! Save me from those therrble prongs! Two more. Onetwo
moremens more. So. Avelaval. My leaves have drifted from me.
All. But one clings still. I'll bear it on me. To remind me of. Lff!
So soft this morning, ours. Yes. Carry me along, taddy, like you
done through the toy fair! If I seen him bearing down on me now
under whitespread wings like he'd come from Arkangels, I sink
I'd die down over his feet, humbly dumbly, only to washup. Yes,
tid. There's where. First. We pass through grass behush the bush
to. Whish! A gull. Gulls. Far calls. Coming, far! End here. Us
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