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Shem is as short for Shemus as Jem is joky for Jacob. A few toughnecks are still getatable who pretend that aboriginally he was of respectable stemming (he was an outlex between the lines of Ragonar Blaubarb and Horrild Hairwire(f39,ºf10) and an inlaw to Capt. the Hon. and Rev. Mr Bbyrdwood de Trop (f39Blogg Blogggºf10) was among his most distant connections) but every honest to goodness man in the land of the space of today knows that his back life will not stand being written about in black and white. Putting truth and untruth together a shot may be made at what this hybrid actually was like to look at.
Shem's bodily getup, it seems, included(f39:ºf10) an adze of a skull, an (f39eight
eighthºf10) of a larkseye, the (f39whoel wholeºf10) of
a nose, one numb arm up a sleeve, fortytwo hairs off his uncrown, eighteen to his mock lip, a trio of barbels from his megageg chin (sowman's (f39son) son!)ºf10), the
wrong shoulder higher than the right, all ears, an artificial tongue with a natural curl, not a foot to stand on, a handful of thumbs, a blind stomach, a deaf heart, a loose liver, two fifths of two buttocks, one gleetsteen avoirdupoider for him, a manroot of all evil, a salmonkelt's thinskin, eelsblood in his cold toes, a bladder
tristended(f39, —ºf10) so much so that young Master Shemmy on his very first debouch at the very dawn of protohistory seeing himself such and such, when playing with
thistlewords in their (f39garden nursery nursery gardenºf10), Griefotrofio, at Phig Streat 111, Shuvlin, Old
Hoeland(f39,f10) (would we go back there now for sounds, pillings and
sense? would we now for annas and annas? (f39Would wouldºf10) we for fullscore eight and a liretta? for twelve blocks one bob? for four testers one groat? not for a dinar! not for jo!)(f39,ºf10) dictited to (f39ofºf10) all his little brothron and sweestureens the first riddle of the universe: asking, (f39when Whenºf10) (f39is a man not a man?: is a man not a man?ºf10) telling them take their time, yungfries, and wait till the tide stops (for from the first his day was a fortnight) and offering the prize of a bittersweet crab, a little present from the past(f39, (f10) for their copper age was (f39asºf10) yet unminted(f39)f10), to the winner. One said when the heavens are quakers, a second said when Bohemeand lips, a third said when he, no, when(f39,ºf10) hold hard a jiffy, when he is a gnawstick
and detarmined to, the next one said when the angel of death kicks the bucket of life, still another said when the wine's at witsends, and still another when lovely wooman stoops to conk him, one of the littliest said me, me, Sem, when pappa papared the harbour, one of the (f39wittiest wittliestºf10) said(f39,ºf10) when he yeat ye abblokooken and he zmear hezelf zo zhooken, still one said when you are old I'm grey fall full (f39wi wi'ºf10) sleep, and still another when wee deader walkner, and another when he is just only after having being semisized, another when yea(f39,ºf10) he hath no mananas, and one when dose pigs they begin now that they will flies up intil the looft. All were wrong, so Shem himself, the doctator, took the cake, the correct solution being — all give it up? —(f39;:ºf10) (f39when he is a When he is aºf10) — yours till the rending of the rocks(f39,f10) — (f39Sham Shamºf10).
Shem was a sham and a low sham and his lowness creeped out first via foodstuffs. So low was he that he preferred Gibsen's teatime salmon tinned, as inexpensive as pleasing, to the plumpest roeheavy lax or the friskiest parr or smolt troutlet that ever was gaffed between Leixlip and Island Bridge and many was the time he repeated in his botulism that no junglegrown pineapple ever smacked
like the whoppers you shook out of Ananias' cans, Findlater and Gladstone's, Corner House, Englend. None of your inchthick blueblooded Balaclava (f39fried-at-belief-stakes
fried-at-beliefstakesºf10) or juicejelly legs of the Grex's molten mutton or (f39greasilygristly greasily
gristlyºf10) grunters' goupons or slice upon slab of luscious goosebosom with lump after load of plumpudding stuffing all aswim in a
swamp of (f39bogoakgravy bogoak gravyºf10) for that greekenhearted yude! Rosbif of Old Zealand(f39!?ºf10) (f39he Heºf10) could not attouch it. See what happens when your somatophage merman takes his fancy to our virgitarian swan? He even ran away with hunself and became a farsoonerite, saying he would far sooner muddle through the hash of lentils in Europe than meddle with Irrland's split little pea. Once when among those rebels in a state of hopelessly helpless intoxication the piscivore strove to lift a czitround peel to either nostril, hiccupping, apparently impromptued by the hibat he had with his glottal stop, that he kukkakould flowrish for ever by the smell, as the czitr, as the kcedron, like a scedar, of the founts, on mountains, with (f39limon lemonºf10) on, of Lebanon. O(f39!,ºf10) the lowness of him was beneath all up to that sunk to! No likedbylike firewater or firstserved firstshot or gulletburn gin or honest brewbarrett beer either. O dear no! Instead the tragic jester sobbed himself wheywhingingly sick of life on some sort of a rhubarbarous maundarin yellagreen funkleblue windigut diodying applejack squeezed from sour grapefruice and, to hear him twixt his sedimental cupslips when he had gulfed down mmmmuch too mmmmany gourds of it retching off to (f39hisºf10) almost as low (f39withswillera withswillersºf10), who always knew notwithstanding when they had had enough and were rightly indignant at the wretch's hospitality when they
found to their horror they could not carry another drop, it came straight from the noble white fat, jo, openwide sat, jo(f39,ºf10) jo, her why hide that, jo jo jo, the winevat, of the most serene (f39magyansty magyarstyºf10) az archdiochesse(f39, (f10) if (f39she is she'sºf10) a duck(f39,f10) she's a douches, and when she has a feherbour snot her fault, (f39now is it? nowisit?),ºf10) artstouchups, funny you're grinning at, fancy you're in her yet, Fanny Urinia.
(f39Aint Ain'tºf10) that swell, hey? Peamengro! Talk about lowness! Any dog's quantity of it visibly oozed out thickly from this dirty little blacking
beetle(f39,ºf10) for the very fourth snap the Tulloch-Turnbull girl with her coldblood kodak shotted the as yet unremuneranded national apostate, who was cowardly gun and camera shy, taking what he fondly thought was a short cut to
Caer Fere, Soak Amerigas, vias the shipsteam Pridewin (f39,,ºf10) after having buried a hatchet not so long before, by the wrong goods exeunt, nummer
desh (f39to taºf10) tren, into Patatapapaveri's, fruiterers and musical florists, with his (f39Ciaho, Ciaho,f10) (f39chavi! Sar shin, chavi! Sar shin,ºf10) shillipen?(f39,ºf10) she knew the vice out of bridewell was a bad fast man by his walk on the spot.
[Johns is a different butcher's. Next place you are up town pay him a visit. Or better still, come tobuy. You will enjoy cattlemen's spring meat. Johns is now quite divorced from baking. Fattens, kills, flays, hangs, draws, quarters and pieces. Feel his lambs! Ex! Feel how sheap! Exex! His liver too is great value, a spatiality! Exexex! COMMUNICATED.]
Around that time, moravar, one generally(f39, for luvvomonyf10) hoped(f39, for luvvomony,ºf10) or at any rate suspected among morticians that he would early turn out badly, develop hereditary pulmonary T.B.(f39,f10) and do for himself one dandy time(f39,.f10) (f39nay Nayf10), of a pelting night blanketed creditors, hearing a coarse song and splash off Eden Quay(f39,ºf10) sighed and rolled over, sure all was up, but, though he fell heavily and locally into debit, not even then could such an antinomian be true to type. He would not put fire to his cerebrum; he would not throw himself in Liffey; he would not explaud himself with pneumantics; he refused to saffrocake himself with a sod. With the foreign devil's leave the (f39fraid born fraidbornºf10) fraud diddled even death. Anzi, cabled (but shaking the worth out of his maulth: Guardacosta leporello? Szasas Kraicz!) from his Nearapoblican asylum to his jonathan for a brother: (f39Here Heref10) (f39tokay, tokay,f10) (f39gone gonef10) (f39tomory, tomorry,ºf10) (f39we're we'ref10) (f39spluched, spluched,f10) (f39do something, Fireless. do something, Fireless.ºf10) And had answer: (f39Inconvenient, Inconvenient,f10) (f39David Davidºf10).
You see, chaps, it will trickle out, freaksily of course, but the tom and the shorty of it is: he was in his bardic memory low. All the time he kept on treasuring with condign satisfaction each and every crumb of trektalk, covetous of his neighbour's word, and if ever, during a Munda conversazione commoted in the nation's interest, delicate tippits were thrown out to him touching his
evil courses by some wellwishers(f39,f10) vainly pleading by scriptural arguments with the opprobrious papist about (f39what
to brace up for the kidos of the thing, Scally wag, and be a men (f39instead insteedºf10) of a dem scrounger, dish it all, such as: Pray, what is
the meaning, sousy, of that continental expression, if you ever came acrux it, we think it is a word transpiciously like canaille?(f39:ºf10) or: Did you anywhere, kennel, on your gullible's travels or during your rural troubadouring(f39,ºf10) happen to stumble upon a certain gay young nobleman whimpering to the name of Low Swine who always addresses women out of the one corner of his mouth, lives on loans and is furtivefree yours of age? without one (f39sigh signf10) of haste(f39,ºf10) like the supreme prig he was, and not a bit sorry, he would pull a vacant landlubber's face, root with earwaker's pensile in the outer of his lauscher and then, lisping, the prattlepate parnella, to kill time, and swatting his deadbest to think what under the canopies of Jansens Chrest would any decent son of an Albiogenselman who had bin to an university think, let a lent hit a hint and begin to tell all the intelligentsia admitted to that tamileasy samtalaisy conclamazzione (since, still and before (f39panestheticºf10) physicians, lawyers merchant, belfry pollititians, agricolous manufraudurers, sacrestanes of the Pure River Society, philanthropicks lodging on as many boards round the (f39panesthetic peninsuloungeºf10) at the same time as possible) the whole lifelong swrine story of his entire low cornaille existence, abusing his deceased ancestors wherever the sods were and one moment tarabooming great blunderguns (poh!) about his farfamed fine Poppamore, Mr Humhum, whom history, climate and entertainment made the first of his sept and always up to debt, though Eavens ears ow many fines he faces, and another moment (f39visanvrerssas visanvierssasºf10) cruaching three jeers (pah!) for his rotten little ghost of a Peppybeg, Mr Himmyshimmy, a blighty, a reeky, a lighty, a scrapy, a babbly, a ninny, dirty seventh among thieves and always bottom sawyer, till nowan knowed how howmely howme could be, giving unsolicited testimony on behalf of the absent, as glib as eaveswater(f39,ºf10) to those present (who meanwhile, with increasing lack of interest in his semantics, allowed various subconscious smickers to drivel slowly across their fichers), unconsciously explaining, for inkstands, with a meticulosity bordering on the insane, the various meanings of all the different foreign parts of speech he misused and cuttlefishing every lie unshrinkable about all the
other people in the story, leaving out, of course, foreconsciously, the simple worf and plague and poison they had cornered him about until there was not a snoozer among them but was utterly undeceived in the heel of the reel by the recital of the rigmarole.
He went without saying that the cull disliked anything anyway approaching a plain straightforward standup or knockdown row and, as often as he was called in to umpire any octagonal argument among slangwhangers, the accomplished washout always used to rub shoulders with the last
speaker and clasp shakers (the handtouch which is speech without words) and agree to every word as soon as half uttered(f39,:f10) command me!(f39,ºf10) your servant, good, I revere you, how, my seer? be drinking that! quite truth, gratias, I'm yoush, see wha'm hearing?(f39,ºf10) also goods, please it, me sure?(f39,f10) be filling this!(f39,ºf10) quiso, you said it, apasafello, muchas grassyass, is there firing-on-me?(f39,f10) is their girlic-on-you?(f39,ºf10) to your good self, your sulphur(f39,:ºf10) and then at once focuss his whole unbalanced attention upon the next octagonist who managed to catch a listener's eye, asking and imploring him out of his piteous onewinker(f39,f10) (hemoptysia diadumenos) whether there was anything in the world he could do to please him and to overflow his tumbletantaliser for him yet once more.
One hailcannon night (for his departure was attended by a heavy downpour) as very recently as some thousand rains ago he was therefore treated with what closely resembled parsonal violence, being soggert all unsuspectingly through the deserted village of Tumblin-on-the-Leafy from Mr Vanhomrigh's house at
(f3982 81 bisºf10) Mabbot's Mall as far as Green Patch beyond the brickfields of Salmon Pool by rival teams of slowspiers counter quicklimers who finally, as
rahilly they had been deteened out rawther laetich, thought, busnis hits busnis, they had better be streaking for home after their Auborne-to-Auborne, with thanks for the pleasant evening, one and all disgustedly, instead of ruggering him
back(f39,f10) and awake, reconciled (though they were as jealous as could be cullions about all the truffles they had brought on him) to a friendship, fast and furious, which merely arose out of the noxious pervert's perfect lowness.
Again there was a hope that people,
looking on him with the (f39contemp contemptf10) of the (f39contempibles contemptiblesºf10), after first (f39gaving givingºf10) him a roll in the dirt(f39,f10) might pity and forgive him, if properly deloused, but the pleb was born a Quicklow and sank alowing till he stank out of sight.
All Saints beat Belial! Mickil Goals to Nichil! Notpossible! Already?
(f39⇓f10) In Nowhere has yet the Whole World taken part of himself for his Wife;
By (f39Nowhere Nowhomf10) have Poorparents been sentenced to Worms, Blood and Thunder for Life(f39;ºf10)
Not yet has the Emp (f39upf10) from Corpsica forced the Arth out of Engleterre;
Not yet have the Sachsen and Judder on the Mound of a Word made Warre;
Not yet (f39Witchywithcy Witchywitchyºf10) of Wench (f39hasºf10) struck Fire of his Heath from on Hoath;
Not yet his Arcobaleine (f39hasºf10) forespoken Peacepeace upon Oath;
Cleftfoot from Hempal must tumpel, Blamefool Gardener's bound to fall;
Broken Eggs will poursuive bitten Apples for where theirs is Will there's his Wall;
But the Mountstill frowns on the Millstream while their Madsons leap (f39o'erºf10) his Bier
And her Rillstrill liffs to His Murkesty all her daft Daughters laff in her Ear.
Till the four Shores of deff Tory Island let the douze dumm Eirewhiggs raille!
Hirp! Hirp! for their Missed Understandings! chirps the Ballat of (f39Perce-Oreille Perce Oreillef10).
(f39⇓f10) O fortunous casualitas! Lefty takes the cherubcake while (f39Rights
Rightoºf10) cloves his hoof. Darkies never done tug that coon out to play non-excretory, anti-sexuous, misoxenetic, gaasy pure, flesh and blood games, written and composed and sung and danced by Niscemus Nemon, same as piccaninnies play all day, those old (none of your honeys and
rubbers!) games for fun and element we used to play with Dina and old Joe kicking her behind and before and the (f39yellow yallowºf10) girl kicking him behind old Joe,
games like Thom Thom the (f39Thonderman, thonderman,f10) (f39Put the Wind up the Peeler, Put the wind up the peeler,f10) (f39Hat in the Ring, Hat in the ring,f10) (f39Hely Baba and the Forty Thieves, Prisson your pritchards and play withers team,ºf10) (f39Mikel on the Luckypig, Mikel on the luckypig,f10) (f39Nickel in the Slot, Nickel in the slot,f10) Sheila Harnett and her (f39Cow, cow,f10) (f39Adam and Ell, Adam and Ell,f10) (f39Humble Bumble, Humble bumble,f10) (f39Moggie's Moggiesºf10) on the (f39Wall, wall,f10) (f39Twos and Threes, Twos and threes,f10) (f39American Jump, American jump,f10) (f39Fox come out of your Den, Fox come out of your den,f10) (f39Broken Bottles, Broken bottles,f10) (f39Writing a Letter to Punch, Writing a letter to Punch,f10) Tiptop is a (f39Sweetstore, sweetstore,f10) Henressy Crump (f39Expolled expolledf10), (f39Postman's Knock, Postman's knock,f10) Are (f39We wef10) (f39Fairlys fairlysf10) (f39Represented? represented?f10), (f39Solomon Silent reading, Solomon silent reading,f10) Appletree (f39Bearstone, pearstone,ºf10) (f39I know a Washerwoman, I know a washerwoman,f10) (f39Hospitals, Hospitals,f10) (f39As I was Walking, As I was walking,f10) There is (f39Oneyone's House oneyone's housef10) in Dreamcolohour, (f39Battle of Waterloo, Battle of Waterloo,f10) (f39Colours, Colours,f10) (f39Eggs in the Bush, Eggs in the bush,f10) (f39Habberdasherisher, Habberdasherisher,f10) (f39Telling your Dreams, Telling your dreams,f10) (f39What's the Time, What's the time,f10) (f39Nap, Nap,f10) (f39Ducking Mammy, Ducking mammy,f10) (f39Last Man Standing, Last man standing,f10) Heali Baboon and the (f39Forky forkyf10) (f39Theagues theaguesf10), Fickleyes and (f39Futilears futilearsf10), Handmarried but once in my (f39Life lifef10) and I'll never commit such a (f39Sin agin, sin agin,f10) Zip (f39Cooney cooneyf10) (f39Candy candyf10), Turkey in the (f39Straw strawf10), This is the (f39Way wayf10) we sow the (f39Seed seedf10) of a long and lusty (f39Morning, morning,f10) Hops of (f39Fun funf10) at Miliken's (f39Make, make,f10) I seen the (f39Toothbrush with Pat Farrel, toothbrush with Pat Farrell,ºf10) Here's the (f39Fat fatf10) to graze the (f39Priest's Boots priest's bootsf10), When his (f39Steam steamf10) was like a (f39Raimbrandt raimbrandtf10) round (f39Mac Garvey MacGarveyf10).
Now it is notoriously known how on that surprisingly bludgeony Unity Sunday(f39,ºf10) when the grand germogall allstar bout was harrily the rage between our weltingtoms extraordinary and our pettythicks the marshalaisy and Irish
eyes of welcome were smiling daggers down their backs, when the roth(f39,ºf10) vice and blause met the noyr blank and rogues and the grim white and cold bet the black
fighting tans, categorically unimperatived by the maxims, (f39af10) rank funk getting the better of
him(f39,ºf10) the scut in a bad fit of pyjamas fled like a leveret for his bare
lives(f39,f10) to Talviland(f39,ºf10) ahone ahaza, pursued by the
scented curses of all the village belles and, without having struck one blow(f39,f10) (pig stole on him was lust he lagging it was becaused dust he
kushykorkedºf10) himself up tight in his inkbattle house, badly the worse for boosegas, there to stay in afar for the life, where, as there was not a moment to be lost, after he had boxed
(f39around a roundºf10) with his fortepiano till he was whole
(f39bachf10) bamp him (f39bachºf10) and bump him blues, he collapsed
carefully under a bedtick from Schwitzer's, his face enveloped into a dead warrior's telemac,
with a lullobaw's somnbomnet and a whotwaterwottle
at his feet(f39,ºf10) to stoke his energy of waiting, moaning feebly(f39,f10) in monkmarian monotheme, but (f39tarned tarnalºf10) long and then a nation louder, while engaged in swallowing from a large ampullar, that his pawdry's purgatory was more than a nigger bloke could bear, hemiparalysed by the tong warfare and all the shemozzle(f39,f10) ((f39Daily Maily, Daily Maily,ºf10) (f39fullup Lace! fullup lace!ºf10) (f39Holy Maly, Mothelup Holy Maly, mothelupºf10) Joss!)(f39,ºf10) his cheeks and trousers changing colour every time a gat croaked.
How is that for low, laities and gentlenuns? Why, dog of the Crostiguns, whole continents rang with this (f39Kairokorran Kairokoiranºf10) lowness! Sheols of houris in chems upon divans(f39,f10) (revolted stellas vespertine (f39vesamong amongºf10) them) at a bare (O!) mention of the scaly rybald exclaimed: Poisse!
But would anyone, short of a madhouse, believe it? Neither of those clean little cherubum, Nero or (f39Nobookisonester Nobookishonesterºf10) himself, ever nursed such a
spoiled opinion of his monstrous marvellosity as did this mental and moral defective (here perhaps at the vanessance of his lownest) who was known to grognt rather than gunnard upon one occasion, while drinking heavily of
spirits(f39,ºf10) to that interlocutor a latere and private privysuckatary he used to pal around
with(f39,f10) in the kavehazs, one Davy Browne-Nowlan, his heavenlaid
twin(f39,f10) (this hambone dogpoet pseudoed himself under the hangname he gave himself of
Bethgelert)(f39,ºf10) in the porchway of a gipsy's bar (Shem always blaspheming, so holy writ, Billy, he would try, old Belly, and pay this one manjack congregant of his four soups every lass of nexmouth, Bolly, so sure as
thair's a tail on a (f39commet commatºf10), as a taste for
(f39aºf10) storik's fortytooth, that is to stay, to listen out, ony twenny minnies moe, Bully, his Ballade
Imaginaire(f39,ºf10) which was to be dubbed Wine, Woman and
Waterclocks(f39,f10) or How a Guy Finks and Fawkes When He Is Going
Batty(f39,f10) by Maistre Sheames de la Plume, some most dreadful stuff in a murderous mirrorhand) that he was (f39avoopf
awoopfºf10) (parn me!) aware of no other (f39shaggspick
shaggyspickºf10), other Shakhisbeard, either prexactly unlike his polar andthisishis or procisely the (f39seem
seemsºf10) as woops (parn!) as what he fancied or guessed the sames as he was himself and that, greet scoot, duckings and thuggery, though he was foxed fux to fux like a bunnyboy rodger with all the teashop
lionses of Lumdrum hivanhoesed up gagainst him, being a lapsis linquo with a ruvidubb shortartempa, bad cad dad fad sad mad nad vanhaty (f39bear fearºf10), the consciquenchers of casuality prepestered crusswords in postposition, scruff, scruffer, scrufferumurraimost andallthatsortofthing, if reams stood to reason and his lankalivline lasted he would wipe alley english spooker, multaphoniaksically spuking, off the face of the erse.
After the thorough fright he got that bloody(f39,ºf10) Swithun's day, though every doorpost in muchtried Lucalizod was smeared with generous erstborn gore and
every free for all cobbleway slippery with the bloods of heroes(f39,f10) crying
to Welkins for others(f39,f10) and noahs and (f39cul verts culvertsºf10) agush with tears of joy, our low waster never had the common baalamb's pluck to stir out and about the compound while everyone else of the torchlit throng, slashers and sliced alike, mobbu on massa, waaded and baaded around, yampyam pampyam, chanting the Gillooly chorus(f39,f10) from the Monster Book of Paltryattic Puetrie, O pura e pia bella!(f39,ºf10) in junk et sampam or in secular sinkalarum, heads up, on (f39his theirºf10) bonafide (f39avocation avocationsºf10) (the little folk creeping on all fours to their natural school treat but childishly gleeful when a stray whizzer sang out intermediately) and happy belongers to the fairer sex on their usual quest for higher things, but vying with Lady Smythe to avenge MacJobber, went stonestepping with their (f39bickerrstaffs bickerstaffsºf10) on educated feet, plinkity plonk, across the sevenspan (f39ponte ponteºf10) dei colori set up over the slop after the war-to-end war by Messrs a charitable government(f39,ºf10) for the only once ((f39dia Diaºf10) dose Finnados!) he did take a tompip peepestrella (f39throug throughºf10) a threedraw (f39eighteen hawkspower eighteen-hawkspowerºf10) durdicky (f39telescope telescoopºf10), luminous to larbourd only like the lamps in Nassaustrass, out of his westernmost keyhole, spitting at the impenetrablum wetter(f39,ºf10) (and it was porcoghastly that outumn)(f39,ºf10) with an eachway hope in his shivering soul, as he prayed to the cloud Incertitude, of finding out for himself, on akkount of all the kules in Kroukaparka or oving to all the kodseoggs in Kalatavala, whether true conciliation was forging ahead or falling back after the celestious intemperance and, for Duvvelsache, why, with his see me see and his my see a corves and his (f39frokerfoskerfuskar fiskerfoskerfuskerºf10)
layen loves in meeingseeing, he got the charm of his optical life when he found himself (hic sunt lennones!) at pointblank range blinking down the barrel of an irregular revolver of the bulldog with a purpose pattern(f39,ºf10) handled by an unknown quarreler who, supposedly, had been told off to shade and shoot shy Shem should the shit show his shiny shnout out awhile to look facts in their face before being (f39hosed holedºf10) and creased (uprip and jack him!) by six or a dozen of the gayboys.
What, para Saom Plaom, in the names of Deucalion and Pyrrha(f39,f10) and the incensed privy and the licensed pantry gods and Stator and Victor and Kutt and Runn and the whole mesa redonda of Lorencao Otulass in convocacaon(f39,ºf10) was this disinterestingly low human type, this Calumnious Column of Cloaxity, this Bengalese Beacon of Biloxity, this Annamite Aper of Atroxity, really at, it will be precise to quarify, for he seems in a badbad case?
The answer, to do all the diddies in one dedal, would sound: from pulling himself on his most flavoured canal the huge chesthouse of his elders (the Popapreta, and some navico, navvies!) he had flickered up and flinnered down into a drug and drunkery
addict(f39,ºf10) growing megalomane of a loose past. This explains the litany of septuncial
lettertrumpets(f39,ºf10) honorific, highpitched,
erudite, neoclassical(f39,ºf10) which he so loved as patricianly to manuscribe after his name. It would have diverted(f39,f10) if ever seen(f39,ºf10) the shuddersome spectacle of this semidemented zany amid the inspissated grime of his glaucous den making believe to read his usylessly unreadable Blue Book of Eccles, édition de ténèbres(f39,ºf10) (even yet(f39,ºf10) sighs the Most Different(f39,ºf10) Dr (f39Poindejenk Pointdejeukºf10), authorised bowdler and censor, it can't be repeated!)(f39,ºf10) turning over three sheets at a wind, telling himself delightedly, no espellor mor so, that every splurge on the vellum he blundered over was an aisling vision more gorgeous than the one before(f39,f10) t.i.t.s., a roseschelle cottage by the sea for nothing for ever, a (f39ladies ladies'ºf10) tryon hosiery raffle at liberty, a sewerful of guineagold wine with (f39brancomongepadenopie brancomonge padeiropieºf10) and sickcylinder oysters worth a billion a bite, an entire operahouse (there was to be stamping room only in the prompter's (f39box loudboxºf10) and
everthemore his (f39queque queueºf10) kept swelling) of enthusiastic noblewomen flinging every coronetcrimsoned stitch they had off at his probscenium(f39,ºf10) one after the others, inamagoaded into ajustilloosing themselves, in their gaiety pantheomime, when, egad, sir, acordant to all acountstrick, he squealed the topsquall im Deal Lil Shemlockup Yellin (geewhiz, jew ear that far! soap ewer! loutgout of sabaous! juice like a boyd!) for fully five minutes(f39,ºf10) infinitely better than Baraton (f39Mc Gluckin McGluckin,ºf10) with a scrumptious cocked hat and three green, cheese and tangerine (f39trinity trimmityºf10) plumes on the (f39right handle right-handledºf10) side of his amarellous head, a coat macfarlane (the kerssest cut, you understand?)(f39,ºf10) a sponiard's digger at his ribs(f39,f10) (Alfaiate punxit)(f39,ºf10) an azulblu blowsheet for his blousebosom blossom and a dean's crozier that he won from Cardinal Lindundarri and Cardinal Carchingarri and Cardinal Loriotuli and Cardinal Occidentaccia (ah ho!) in the dearby darby doubled for falling first over the hurdles, madam, in the odder hand, a.a.t.s.o.t.(f39, but Butºf10) what with the murky light, the botchy print, the tattered cover, the jigjagged page, the fumbling fingers, the foxtrotting fleas, the lieabed lice, the scum on his tongue, the drop in his eye, the lump in his throat, the drink in his pottle, the itch in his palm, the wail of his wind, the grief from his (f39nose, the dig in his ribs, the age of his arteries, the weight of hisºf10) breath, the fog of his mindfag, the buzz in his braintree, the tic of his conscience, the height up his rage, the gush down his fundament, the fire in his gorge, the tickle of his tail, the bane in his bullugs, the squince in his suil, the rot in his eater, the ycho in his earer, the totters of his toes, the tetters on his tumtytum, the rats in his garret, the bats in his belfry, the budgerigars and bumbosolom beaubirds, the hullabaloo and the dust in his ears(f39,ºf10) since it took him a month to steal a march he was hardset to mumorise more than a word a week.
(f39⇒ºf10) Hake's haulin! Hook's fisk! Can you beat it?
Whawe(f39!?ºf10) I say, can you bait it? Was there ever heard of such lowdown blackguardism? Positively it
(f39woolies woolliesºf10) one to think over it.
(f39⇑ºf10) Yet the bumpersprinkler used to boast aloud alone to himself with a haccent on it when Mynfadher was a boer constructor and Hoy was a lexical student, parole, and corrected with the blackboard
(trying to copy the stage Englesemen he broughts their house down on, shouting: Bravure, surr Chorles! (f39Letter purfect! Letterpurfect!ºf10) (f39Culossal Culossallºf10), Loose Wallor! Spache!) how he had been toed out of all the schicker families of the (f39klondykers Klondykersºf10) from Pioupioureich, Swabspays, the land of Nod, Shruggers' Country, Pension Danubierhome and Barbaropolis, who had settled and stratified in the capital city after its hebdomodary metropoliarchialisation(f39,ºf10) as sunblistered, moonplastered, gory, wheedling, joviale, litcherous and full, ordered off the gorgeous premises in most cases on account of his smell which all (f39theºf10) cookmaids eminently objected to as (f39ressembling resemblingºf10) the bombinubble puzzo that welled out of the pozzo. Instead of chuthoring those model households plain wholesome pothooks (a thing he never possessed of his Nigerian own) what do you think Vulgariano did but study with stolen fruit how cutely to copy all their various styles of signature so as one day to utter an epical forged cheque on the public for his own private profit until, as just related, the Dustbin's United (f39Scullerymaid's Scullerymaids'f10) and (f39Househelp's Househelps'ºf10) Sorority(f39,f10) better known as Sluttery's Mowlted Futt, turned him down and assisted nature by unitedly shoeing the source of annoyance out of the place altogether and taytotally (f39on inºf10) the heat of the moment, holding one another's gonk (for no-one, hound or scrublady, not even the Turk, ungreekable in purscent of the armenable, dared whiff the polecat at close range) and making some pointopointing remarks as they done so at the (f39perfects prefectsºf10) of the Sniffey, your honour, aboon the lyow why a stunk, mister.
[Jymes wishes to hear from wearers of abandoned female costumes, gratefully received, wadmel jumper, rather full pair of culottes and onthergarmenteries, to start city life together. His jymes is out of job, would sit and write. He has lately (f39commited committedf10) one of the then commandments but she will now assist. Superior built, domestic, regular layer. Also got the boot. He appreciates it. Copies. ABORTISEMENT.]
One cannot even begin to post figure out a statuesquo ante as to how slow in reality the excommunicated Drumcondriac, nate (f39Hamis Hamishf10), really was. Who can say how many
(f39unsigned first copies of original masterworks, how manyºf10) pseudostylic
shamiana, how few or how many of the most venerated public impostures, how very many piously forged palimpsests(f39,ºf10) slipped in the first place by this morbid process from his pelagiarist pen?
Be that as it may, but for that light phantastic of his gnose's glow as it slid lucifericiously within an inch of its page (he would touch at its from time to other, the red eye of his fear in saddishness, to ensign the colours
by the beerlitz in his mathness and his educandees to outhue to themselves in the cries of girlglee: gember! inkware! chonchambre! cinsero! zinnzabar! tincture and gin!) Nibs never would have quilled a seriph to sheepskin. By that rosy lampoon's effluvious burning and with help of the simulchronic (f39flush flashºf10) in his pann (a ghinee a ghirk he ghets there!) he scrabbled and scratched and scriobbled and skrevened nameless shamelessness about everybody ever he met, even sharing a precipitation under the idlish tarriers' umbrella of a showerproof wall, while all over (f39andºf10) up and down the four margins of this rancid Shem stuff the evilsmeller (who was devoted to Uldfadar Sardanapalus) used to stipple endlessly inartistic portraits of himself in the act of reciting old Nichiabelli's monolook interyerear (f39Hanno, Hannoºf10) (f39o Nonanno, o Nonanno,ºf10) acce'l (f39brubblemm'as brubblemm'! asf10), ser Autore, q.e.d., a heartbreakingly handsome young paolo with love lyrics for the goyls in his eyols, a plaintiff's tanner vuice, a jucal inkome of one hundred and thirtytwo dranchmas per yard (f39derivedºf10) from Broken Hill stranded estate, Camebreech mannings, cutting a great dash in a brandnew (f39two guinea two-guineaºf10) dress suit and a burled hogsford hired for a (f39Fursday Furskayºf10) evenin merry pawty, anna loavely long pair of inky Italian moostarshes glistering with boric vaseline and frangipani. Puh! How unwhisperably so!
The house O'Shea or O'Shame, Quivapieno, known as the Haunted Inkbottle, no number Brimstone Walk, Asia in Ireland, as it was infested with the raps, with his penname SHUT sepiascraped on the doorplate and a blind of black sailcloth over its wan phwinshogue, in which the soulcontracted son of the secret cell groped through life at the expense of the taxpayers, dejected into
day and night with (f39jesuit jesuistºf10) bark and bitter bite, calicohydrants
of zolfor and scoppialamina by full and forty (f39Queasisanos queasisanosºf10), every day in everyone's way more exceeding in violent abuse of self and others, was the worst, it is hoped, even in our western playboyish world for pure mousefarm filth. You brag of your brass castle or your tyled house in ballyfermont? Niggs, niggs(f39,ºf10) and niggs again(f39.!ºf10) For this was a stinksome inkenstink, quite puzzonal to the (f39wrottel wrotterºf10). Smatterafact, Angles (f39aftanon oftanonºf10) browsing there thought not Edam reeked more rare. My wud! The warped flooring of the lair and soundconducting walls thereof, to say nothing of the uprights and imposts, were persianly literatured with burst loveletters, telltale stories, stickyback snaps, doubtful eggshells, bouchers, flints, borers, puffers, amygdaloid almonds, rindless raisins, alphybettyformed verbage, vivlical viasses, ompiter dictas, visus umbique, ahems and ahahs, (f39imeffible ineffibleºf10) tries at speech unasyllabled, you owe mes, eyoldhyms, fluefoul smut, fallen lucifers, vestas which had served, showered ornaments, borrowed brogues, (f39reversibles reversibleºf10) jackets, blackeye lenses, family jars, falsehair shirts, Godforsaken scapulars,
neverworn breeches, cutthroat ties, counterfeit franks, best intentions, curried notes, upset latten tintacks, unused mill and (f39stumpling stumblingºf10) stones, twisted quills, painful digests, magnifying wineglasses, solid objects cast at goblins, once current puns, quashed quotatoes, messes of mottage, unquestionable issue papers, seedy ejaculations, limerick damns, crocodile tears, spilt ink, blasphematory spits, stale (f39shestnuts, chestnuts,f10) (f39schoolgirl's, schoolgirls',ºf10) young ladies'(f39,ºf10) milkmaids', washerwomen's, shopkeepers' (f39wives wives'f10), merry widows', ex nuns', vice (f39abbess's abbesses'ºf10), pro virgins', super whores', silent sisters', Charleys' aunts', grandmothers', (f39mothers'-in-law mothers-in-laws'ºf10), fostermothers', godmothers' garters, tress clippings from right, lift and cintrum, worms of snot, toothsome pickings, cans of Swiss condensed bilk, highbrow lotions, kisses from the antipodes, presents from pickpockets, borrowed plumes, relaxable handgrips, princess promises, lees of whine, deoxodised carbons, (f39convertible collars, diviliouker doffers,f10) broken wafers, unloosed shoe latchets, (f39convertible collars,º diviliouker doffers,ºf10) crooked strait waistcoats, fresh horrors from Hades, globules of mercury, undeleted glete, glass eyes for an eye, gloss teeth for a tooth,
war moans, special sighs, longsufferings of longstanding, ahs ohs (f39ous ouisºf10) sis jas jos gias neys thaws sos(f39,ºf10) yeses and yeses and yeses, to which, if one has the stomach to add the breakages, upheavals(f39,ºf10) distortions, inversions(f39,ºf10) of all this chambermade music(f39,ºf10) one stands, given a grain of goodwill, a fair chance of actually seeing the whirling dervish, Tumult, son of Thunder, (f39self exiled selfexiledºf10) in upon his ego(f39,ºf10) a nightlong a shaking betwixtween white or reddr hawrors, noondayterrorised to skin and bone by an ineluctable phantom (may the Shaper have (f39mercery merseryºf10) on him!)(f39,ºf10) writing the mystery of (f39himsel himselfºf10) in furniture.
Of course our low hero was a (f39self valeter selfvaleterºf10) by choice of need so up he got up whatever is meant by a
(f39stourbridge Stourbridgeºf10) clay kitchenette and lithargogalenu fowlhouse for the sake of akes (the umpple does not fall very far from the dumpertree) which the
moromelodious jigsmith, in defiance of the Uncontrollable Birth Preservativation (Game and Poultry) Act, playing lallaryrook cookerynook, by the dodginess of his lentern, brooled and cocked and potched in an athanor, whites and yolks and yilks and whotes to the frulling fredonnance of Mas blanca que la blanca hermana and Amarilla, muy bien, with cinnamon and locusts and wild beeswax
and liquorice and Carrageen moss and blaster of Barry's and Asther's mess and Huster's micture and Yellownan's embrocation and Pinkingtone's patty and stardust and sinner's tears, acuredent to Sharadan's Art of Panning, chanting, for all regale to the like of the legs he left behind with Litty fun Letty fan Leven, his cantraps of fermented words,
abracadabra calubra culorum(f39,ºf10) (his oewfs à la Madame Gabrielle de l'Eglise, his avgs à la Mistress B. de B.
(f39Meinfelde Meinfeldesºf10), his eiers Usquadmala à la pomme de ciel, his uoves, oves and uves à la Sulphate de
Soude, his ochiuri sowtay (f39sowmmonay sowmonayºf10) à la Monseigneur, his soufflosion of oogs with somekat on toyast à la Mère Puard, his Poggadovies alla Fenella, his Frideggs à la Tricarême)(f39,ºf10) in what was meant for a closet(f39.ºf10) (Ah ho! If only he had listened better to the four masters that infanted him(f39,ºf10) Father Mathew and Le Père Noble and Pastor Lucas and Padre Aguilar — not forgetting Layteacher Baudwin! Ah ho!) His costive Satan's antimonian manganese limolitmious
nature never needed such an alcove so, when Robber and Mumsell, the pulpic dictators(f39,ºf10) on the nudgment of their legal advisers, Messrs Codex and Podex, and under his own benefiction of their pastor Father Flammeus Falconer, boycotted him of all muttonsuet candles and romeruled stationery for any purpose, he winged away on a wildgoup's chase across the kathartic ocean and made synthetic ink and sensitive paper for his own end out of his (f39wit's wits'ºf10) waste.
(f39⇒ºf10) You ask, in Sam Hill, how?
(f39⇒ºf10) Let manner and matter of this for these our sporting times be cloaked up in the language of blushfed (f39porpurates porporatesºf10) that an Anglican ordinal, not reading his own rude dunsky tunga, may ever behold the brand of scarlet on the brow of her of Babylon and feel not the pink one in his own damned cheek.
Primum opifex, altus prosator, ad terram viviparam et cunctipotentem sine ullo pudore nec venia, suscepto pluviali atque discinctis perizomatis, natibus nudis uti nati fuissent, sese adpropinquans, flens et (f39gemens gemens,ºf10) in manum suam evacuavit (highly prosy, crap in his hand, sorry!), postea, animale nigro exoneratus, classicum (f39pulsans pulsans,ºf10) stercus proprium, quod appellavit deiectiones suas, in vas olim honorabile tristitiae posuit, eodem sub invocatione fratrorum geminorum Medardi et Godardi (f39laete lenteºf10) ac melliflue (f39minxit minxit,ºf10) psalmum qui incipit: Lingua mea calamus scribae velociter scribentis: magna voce cantitans (did a piss, says he was dejected, asks to be exonerated), demum ex stercore turpi cum divi Orionis iucunditate mixto, cocto, frigorique exposito, encaustum sibi fecit indelibile (faked O'Ryan's, the indelible ink).
Then, pious Eneas, conformant to the fulminant firman which enjoins on the (f39tremylose tremuloseºf10) terrian that, when the call comes, he shall produce
nichthemerically from his unheavenly body a no uncertain quantity of obscene matter not protected by copriright in the United Stars of Ourania or bedeed and bedood and bedang and bedung to him, with this double dye, brought to blood heat, gallic acid on iron ore, through the bowels of his misery, flashly, faithly, nastily, appropriately, this Esuan Menschavik and the first till last alshemist
wrote over every square inch of the only foolscap available, his own body, till by its corrosive sublimation one
continuous present tense integument slowly unfolded all marryvoising moodmoulded cyclewheeling history (thereby, he said, reflecting from his own individual
person life unlivable, transaccidentated through the slow fires of consciousness into a dividual chaos, perilous, potent, common to (f39allflesh all fleshºf10), human only, mortal) but with each word that would not pass away the squidself which he had squirtscreened from the crystalline world waned chagreenold and doriangrayer in its dudhud. This exists that (f39isits isistsºf10) after having been said we know. And dabal take dabnal! And the dal dabal dab aldanabal! So perhaps, agglaggagglomeratively (f39asaspenking asaspeakingºf10), after all and arklast fore arklyst on his last public misappearance, (f39circling the square, for onºf10) the (f39deathfête deathfeDteºf10) of Saint Ignaceous Poisonivy(f39,f10) of the Fickle Crowd (hopon the sexth day of Hogsober, killim our king, layum low!)(f39,º circling the squareºf10) and brandishing his bellbearing stylo, the shining keyman of the wilds of change, if what is sauce for the zassy is souse for the zazimas(f39,ºf10) the blond cop who thought it was ink was out of his depth but bright in the main.
Petty constable Sistersen of the Kruis-Kroon-Kraal it was, the parochial watch, big the dog the dig the bog the bagger the dugger the begadag degabug, who had been detailed from pollute stoties to save him, this the quemquem, that the quum, from the ligatureliablous effects of foul clay in little clots and mobmauling on looks, that wrongcountered the tenderfoot an eveling near the
livingsmeansuniumgetherum, Knockmaree, Comty Mea, reeling more to the right than he lurched to the left, on his way from a protoprostitute (he would always have a (stp!) little pigeoness somewhure with his arch girl, Arcoiris, smockname of Mergyt) just as he was butting in rand the coyner of bad times under a hideful between the rival doors of warm bethels of worship through his boardelhouse
fongster, greeting for grazious oras as usual: (f39Where ladies have they that a dog meansort herring? Where ladies have they that a dog meansort herring?ºf10)
Sergo, search me, the incapable reparteed with a selfevitant subtlety so obviously spurious and, raising his hair(f39,f10) after the grace, with the christmas under his
clutcharm(f39,f10) for Portsymasser and Purtsymessus and Pertsymiss and Partsymasters, like a prance
of findingos, with a shillto shallto slipny stripny(f39,ºf10) in he skittled. Swikey! The allwhite poors guardiant, pulpably of balltossic stummung, was literally astundished over the painful sake, how he burstteself, which he was gone to, where he intent to did he, whether you think will, wherend the whole current of the afternoon whats the (f39souch sonchºf10) of a surch hads of hits of hims(f39,f10) urged(f39,ºf10) and staggered thereto in his countryports at the caledosian capacity for Lieutuvisky of the caftan's wineskin and even more so during, (f39uponºf10) looking his bigmost astonishments, it was said him, aschu, fun the concerned (f39humanºf10) outgift of the dead med dirt, how that(f39,f10) arrahbejibbers, conspuent to the dominical order and exking noblish permish, he was namely coon at (f39bringer bringherºf10) at home two gallonts(f39,f10) as per royal(f39,ºf10) full poultry till his murder. Nip up and nab it!
Polthergeistkotzdondherhoploits! Kick? What mother? Whose porter? Which pair? Why namely coon? But our undilligence has been plutherotested so enough of such porterblack (f39lowneess lownessºf10), too base for printink! Perpending that Putterick O'Purcell pulls the coald stoane out of Winterwater's and Silder Seas sing for Harreng our Keng(f39,ºf10) sept okt nov dez John Phibbs march! We cannot(f39,f10) in mercy or justice nor on the lovom for labaryntos(f39,ºf10) stay here for the residence of our existings discussing Tamstar Ham of Tenman's thirst.
JUSTIUS (to himother): Brawn is my name and broad is my nature and I've breit on my brow and all's right with every feature and I'll brune this bird or Brown Bess's bung's gone bandy. I'm the boy to bruise and braise. Baus!
Stand forth, Nayman of Noland(f39,º come boldly in your true
coloursºf10) (for no longer will I follow you obliquelike through the inspired form of the third person singular and the moods and hesitensies of the deponent but address myself to you, with the empirative of my vendettative,
(f39provocative pro vocativeºf10) and out direct), stand forth, (f39come
boldly,ºf10) jolly me, move me, zwilling though I am, to laughter (f39in your true
coloursºf10) ere you be (f39putºf10) back for ever till I give you your talkingto! Shem Macadamson,
you know me and I know you and all your shemeries(f39.!ºf10) Where have you been in the uterim, enjoying yourself
all the morning since your last wetbed confession? I advise you to conceal yourself, my little friend, as I have said a moment ago(f39,ºf10) and put your hands in my hands and have a nightslong homely little confiteor (f39about things over it allºf10).
(f39⇒ Let us pry. We thought,º would and did. Cur, quicquid, ubi, quando, quomodo, quoties, quibus auxiliis?ºf10) Let me see. It is looking pretty black against you, we suggest, Sheem avick. You will need all the (f39elements elementºf10) in the river to clean you (f39over it all after thisºf10) and a (f39fortifine fortefineºf10) popespriestpower bull of attender to booth(f39.!ºf10)
(f39Let us pry. We thought, would and did. Cur, quicquid, ubi, quando, quomodo, quoties, quibus
auxiliis?ºf10) You were bred, fed, fostered and fattened from holy childhood up in this (f39two easter
two-easterºf10) island on the piejaw of hilarious heaven and roaring the other place (plunders to (f39night
rightºf10) of you, blunders what's left of you, flash as flash can!) and now, forsooth, a nogger among the blankards of this dastard century, you have become of twosome twiminds forenenst
gods(f39,ºf10) hidden and discovered, nay, condemned fool, anarch, egoarch,
(f39hiresiarch hieresiarchºf10), you have reared your disunited kingdom on the vacuum of your own most intensely doubtful soul. Do you hold yourself then for some god in
the manger, Shehohem, that you will neither serve (f39not norºf10) let serve, pray nor let pray? And here, pay the piety, must I too nerve myself to pray for the loss of
selfrespect to equip me for the horrible necessity of (f39scandalisang scandalisingºf10) (my dear sisters, are you ready?) by sloughing off my hope and tremors while we all
(f39swin swimºf10) together in the pool of Sodom? I shall shiver for my purity while they will weepbig for your sins. Away with covered
Newºf10) (f39Solemonities Solemonnitiesºf10) for old
Badsheetbaths! That inharmonious detail, did you name it? Cold caldor! (f39Gee! Ice!ºf10)
Victory! Now(f39,ºf10) opprobro of underslung pipes, johnjacobs, while yet an adolescent (what do I say?), while still puerile in your tubsuit with buttonlegs(f39,ºf10) you got a handsome present of a selfraising syringe and twin feeders (you know, Monsieur Abgott, in your art of arts, to (f39your myºf10) cost as well as I do(f39,f10) (f39(f10) and don't try to hide it(f39),ºf10) the penal lots I am now poking at) and the wheeze sort of was you should (if you were as bould a stroke now as the curate that christened you, sonny douth-the-candle!) repopulate the land of your birth and count up your progeny by the hungered head and the angered thousand but you thwarted
the wious pish of your cogodparents, soph, among countless occasions of failing (for, said you, I will elenchate), adding to the malice of your (f39transgression transgressingºf10), yes, and changing its nature(f39,f10) (you see I have read your theology for you)(f39,ºf10) alternating the morosity of my delectations — a philtred love, trysting by tantrums, small peace in ppenmark — with (f39sensibility, sponsibility, passibility and prostability, your myºf10) lubbock's other fear pleasures of a butler's life, (f39sensibility, sponsability, passibility and prostability,ºf10) even extruding your strabismal apologia, when legibly depressed, upon defenceless paper and thereby adding to the already unhappiness of this our popeyed world, scribblative! — all that too with cantreds of countless catchaleens, the mannish as many as the minneful, (f39congested around and about you for acres and roods and poles or perches, thick as the fluctuant sands of Chalwador,ºf10) accomplished women, indeed fully educanded, far from being old (f39and not deterred eitherº by bad weatherº when consumed by an an amorous passionºf10) and rich behind their dream of arrivisme(f39,ºf10) if they have only their honour left, (f39and not deterred by bad weather, when consumed by amorous passion, congested around and about you for acres and roods and poles or perches, thick as the fluctuant sands of Chalwador,f10) struggling to possess themselves of your boosh, one son of Sorge for all daughters of Anguish, solus cum sola sive cuncties cum omnibobs (I'd have been the best man for you, myself), mutely aying for that natural knot, debituary vases or vessels preposterous, for what would not have cost you ten bolivars of collarwork or the price of one ping pang, just a lilt, let us trillt, of the oldest song in the wooed woodworld(f39,ºf10) (two-we! to-one!), accompanied by a plain gold band! Hail! Hail! Highbosomheaving Missmisstress Morna of the allsweetheartening bridemuredemeanour! Her eye's so gladsome we'll all take shares in the (f39——f10) groom!
Sniffer of carrion, premature gravedigger, (f39resurrecter of lazars,ºf10) seeker of the nest of evil in the bosom of a good word, you, who sleep at our vigil and fast for our feast, you with your dislocated
reason(f39,ºf10) have cutely foretold, a jophet in your own absence, by blind poring upon your many scalds and burns and blisters, impetiginous
(f39sore soresºf10) and pustules, by the (f39auspices
auspiceºf10) of that raven cloud, your shade, and by the (f39auguries
auguryºf10) of rooks in parlament, death with every disaster, the dynamitisation of colleagues, the reducing of records to ashes, the levelling of all customs by blazes, the return of a lot
of (f39sweetempered sweettemperedºf10) gunpowdered didst unto dudst(f39,ºf10) but it never stphruck your mudhead's
obtundity (O hell, here comes our funeral! O pest, I'll miss the post!) that the more carrots you chop, the more turnips you slit, the more murphies you peel, the more onions you cry over, the more bullbeef you butch, the more mutton you crackerhack, the more potherbs you pound, the fiercer the fire and the longer your spoon and the harder you gruel with more grease to your elbow the merrier fumes your new Irish stew.
O, by the way, yes(f39!f10) (f39another
Anotherºf10) thing (f39occurs recursºf10) to me.
You(f39,ºf10) let me tell you(f39,f10) with the utmost politeness,
were very ordinarily designed, your birthwrong was, to fall in with Plan, as our nationals should, as all nationists must, and do a certain office (what, I will not tell you) in a certain holy office (nor will I say where) during certain agonising office hours (a clerical party all to yourself) from such a year to such an hour on such and such a date at so and so much a week pro anno
(Guinness's, may I remind, were just agulp for you, failing in which you might have taken the scales off boilers like any boskop of Yorek) and do your little thruppenny bit and thus earn from the nation true thanks, right here in our place of burden, your bourne of travail and ville of tares, where after a divine's prodigence you drew the first watergasp in your
(f39life lifetermºf10), from the crib where you once was bit to the crypt you'll be twice as shy of, same as we, long of us, alone with the colt in the curner, where
you were as popular as an armenial with the faithful, and you set fire to my tailcoat when I (f39hold heldºf10) the paraffin smoker under yours (I hope that chimney's
clear) but, slackly shirking both your bullet and your billet, you beat it backwards like Boulanger from Galway (but he combed the grass against his stride) to sing us a song of alibi(f39,f10) (the cuthone call over the greybounding
slowrolling amplyheaving metamorphoseous that oozy rocks (f39parapangle paragargleºf10) their preposters
with)(f39,ºf10) nomad, (f39homebreaker, hairytyke,ºf10) mooner
by lamplight, antinos, shemming amid everyone's repressed laughter to conceal your scatchophily by mating, like a thoroughpaste prosodite, masculine monosyllables of the same numerical mus, an Irish emigrant the wrong way out, sitting on your crooked
sixpenny stile, an unfrillfrocked quackfriar, you (will you for the laugh of Scheekspair just help mine with the epithet?) semisemitic serendipitist, you (thanks, I think that describes you) Europasianised Afferyank!
Shall we follow each others a steplonger, drowner of daggers, whiles our liege, tilyet a stranger in the frontyard of his happiness, is taking(f39,f10) (heal helper! one gob, one gap, one gulp and gorger of all!) his refreshment?
There grew up beside you(f39,ºf10) amid our orisons of the
speediest(f39,ºf10) in Novena Lodge, Novara Avenue, in Patripodium-am-Bummel, oaf, outofwork, one remove from an unwashed savage, on his keeping and in
yours(f39,f10) (I pose you know why possum hides is cause he haint the
other, Immaculatus, from head to foot, sir, that pure one, Altrues of other times, he who was well known to celestine circles before he sped aloft, our handsome young spiritual physician that was to be, seducing (f39every eachºf10) sense to selfwilling celebesty, the most winning counterfeuille on our incomeshare lotetree, a chum of the angelets, a youth those reporters so pettitily wanted as gamefellow that they asked his mother for ittle (f39earps earpºf10) brupper to let him tome to Tindertarten, pease, and bing his scooter 'long and 'tend they were all real brothers in the big justright home where Dodd lives, just to teddyfy the life out of him and pat and pass him one with other like musk from hand to hand, that mothersmothered model, that goodlooker with not a flaw whose spiritual toilettes were the talk of half the town, for sunset wear and nightfallen use and daybroken donning and nooncheon showing and the very thing for teasetime, but him you laid low with one hand one fine May morning in the Meddle of your Might, your bosom foe, because he mussed your speller on you or because he cut a pretty figure in the focus of your frontispecs (not one did you slay, no, but a continent!)(f39,ºf10) to find out how his innards worked!
Ever read of that greatgrand landfather of our visionbuilders, Baaboo, the bourgeoismeister, who thought to touch both himmels at the punt of his risen stiffstaff and how wishywashy sank
the waters of his thought? Ever thought of that hereticalist Marcon and the two scissymaidies and how bulkily he shat the Ructions gunorrhal? Ever hear of that foxy, that lupo and that monkax and the virgin heir of the Morrisons, eh, blethering ape?
Malingerer in luxury, collector general, what has Your Lowness done in the mealtime with all the hamilkcars of cooked vegetables, the hatfuls of stewed fruit, the suitcases of coddled ales, the Parish funds, me schamer, man, that you kittycoaxed so flexibly out of charitable butteries by yowling heavy with a hollow voice drop of your horrible awful poverty of mind so as you couldn't even
pledge a crown of Thorne's to pawn a coat off Trevi's and as how you was bad no end, so you was, so whelp you Sinner Pitre and Sinner Poule, with the chicken's gape and (f39pas mal de siècle, pas mal de
siècleºf10) which, by the by, Reynaldo, is the ordinary emetic French for grenadier's drip. To let you have your plank and your bonewash
(O(f39,ºf10) the hastroubles you lost!), to give you your pound of platinum and a thousand thongs a year (O, you were excruciated, in honour bound to the cross of your own
cruelfiction!)(f39,ºf10) to let you have your Sarday spree and holinight sleep (fame would come to you twixt a sleep and a wake) and leave to lie till Paraskivee and the cockcock crows for
(O(f39,ºf10) Jonathan, your estomach!)(f39.ºf10) The simian has
no sentiment secretions but weep cataracts for all me, Pain the Shamman! Oft in the smelly night will they wallow for a clutch of the famished hand, I say,
them bearded (f39jezabelles jezebellesºf10) you hired to rob you, while on your sodden straw impolitely you encored (Airish and nawboggaleesh!) those hornmade ivory dreams you reved of the Ruth you called your companionate, a beauty from the bible, (f39ofºf10) the flushpots of Euston and the hanging garments of Marylebone. But the dormer moonshee smiled selene and the lightthrowers knickered: who's whinging we? Comport yourself, you inconsistency! (f39Where are the little apples we lock up in the little saltbox?ºf10) Where is that little alimony nestegg against our predictable rainy day? Is it not the fact (gainsay me, cakeeater!) that, while whistlewhirling your crazy elegies around Templetombmount joyntstone(f39,f10) (let him pass, pleasegoodjesusalem, in a bundle of straw, he was balbettised after haymaking)(f39,ºf10)
you squandered among underlings the overload of your extravagance and made a hottentot of dulpeners crawsick with your crumbs? Am I not right? Yes? Yes? Yes? Holy wax and (f39holifer holifierºf10)! Don't tell me, Leon of the fold, that you are not a loanshark! Look up, old sooty, be advised by mux and take your medicine(f39.!ºf10) The Good Doctor mulled it. Mix it twice before repastures and powder three times a day. It does marvels for your (f39gripins gripingsºf10) and it's fine for the solitary worm.
Let me finish! Just a little judas tonic, my ghem of all jokes, to make you go green in the gazer. Do you hear what I'm seeing, hammet? And remember that golden silence gives consent, Mr Anklegazer! Cease to be civil, learn to say nay! Whisht! Come here(f39, Herr Studiosus,f10) till I tell you a wig in your ear. (f39We'll do~| a whisper drive, for if the barishnyas got a twitter of it they'd tell the housetops and then all Cadbury would go crackers. Iggri, I say, the booseleers!ºf10) Look! Do you see your dial in the (f39rockingglass rockingglass, Herr Studiosusf10)? Look well! Bend down a stigmy till I! It's secret! (f39Iggri, I say, the booseleers! We'll do a whisper drive, for if the barishnyas got a twitter of it they'd tell the housetops and then all Cadbury wouldº go crackers.ºf10) I had it from Lamppost Shawe. And he had it from the Mullah. And Mull took it from a Bluecoat schooler. And Gay Socks jot it from (f39Potapheu's Potaupheu'sºf10) wife. And Rantipoll tipped the wink from old Mrs Tinbullet. And as for (f39her,ºf10) she was confussed by pro-Brother Thacolicus. And the good brother feels he would need to defecate you. And the Flimsy Follettes are simply beside each other. And Kelly, Kenny and Keogh are up up and in arms. That a cross may crush me if I refuse to believe in it. That I may rock anchor through the ages if I hope it's not true. That the host may choke me if I beneighbour you without my charity! (f39In your ear.ºf10) Sh! Shem, you are. Sh! You are mad!
He points the deathbone and the quick are still. (f39Insomnia, Insomnia,ºf10) somnia somniorum. Awmawm.
MERCIUS (of hisself): Domine(f39,f10) vopiscus! My fault, his fault, a kingship through a fault! Pariah, cannibal Cain, I who oathily forswore the womb that bore you and the paps I
(f39sometimes sometimeºf10) sucked, you who ever since have been one black mass of jigs and jimjams, haunted by a convulsionary sense
of not having been or being all that I might have been (f39of orºf10) you meant to becoming,
bewailing like a man that innocence which I could not defend like a woman, lo(f39,º it is tof10) you (f39there thenf10), Cathmon-Carbery, and thank Movies from the innermost depths of my still attrite heart (f39Wherein whereinºf10) the days of youyouth are evermixed mimine, now ere the compline hour of being alone athands itself and a puff or so before we yield our spiritus to the wind, for (though that royal one has not yet drunk a gouttelette from his consummation and the flowerpot on the pole, the spaniel pack and their quarry, (f39theºf10) retainers and the public house proprietor have not budged a millimetre and all that has been done has yet to be done and done again, when's day's woe, and lo, you're doomed, joyday dawns and, la, you dominate) it is to you, firstborn and firstfruit of woe, to me, branded sheep, (f39to you,ºf10) pick of the (f39wasterpaperbaskel wastepaperbasketºf10), by the tremours of Thundery and Ulerin's dogstar, (f39toºf10) you alone, windblasted tree of the knowledge of beautiful (f39andevil and evilf10), ay, clothed upon with the metuor and shimmering like the horescens, astroglodynamonologos, the child of Nilfit's father, blzb, to me(f39,ºf10) unseen blusher in an obscene coalhole, the cubilibum of your secret sigh, dweller in the downandoutermost where voice only of the dead may come, because ye left from me, because ye laughed on me, because, O me lonly son, ye are forgetting me!(f39,ºf10) that our turfbrown mummy is acoming, alpilla, beltilla, ciltilla, deltilla, running with her tidings, old the news of the great big world, sonnies had a scrap, woewoewoe! bab's baby walks at seven (f39monthes monthsºf10), waywayway! bride leaves her raid at Punchestime, stud stoned before a racecourseful, two belles that make the one appeal, dry yanks will visit old sod, and fourtiered skirts are up, mesdames, while Parimiknie wears popular short legs, and twelve hows to mix a tipsy wake, did ye hear, colt Cooney? did ye ever, filly Fortescue? with a beck, with a spring, all her rillringlets shaking, rocks drops in her tachie, tramtokens in her hair, all waived to a point and then all inuendation, little oldfashioned mummy, little wonderful mummy, ducking under bridges, bellhopping the weirs, dodging by a bit of bog, rapidshooting round the bends, by Tallaght's green hills and the (f39pools poolºf10) of the phooka and a place they call it Blessington and
slipping sly by Sallynoggin, as happy as the day is wet, babbling, bubbling, chattering to herself, deloothering the fields on their elbows leaning with the sloothering slide of her, (f39giddgaddy, giddygaddyºf10) grannyma, gossipaceous Anna Livia(f39.!ºf10)
He lifts the lifewand and the dumb speak.
— (f39Quoiquoiquoiquoiquoiquoiquoiq! Quoiquoiquoiquoiquoiquoiquoiquoiq!ºf10)