1st draft, October 1923, II.4§2 draft level 0

MS British Library 47481 2-4 Draft details

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|aSo Anda| there they were |atooa| listening in as hard as they could |ato the solans |b& the sycamores and the mistlethrushesb| and all the birdsa| all four of them |alisteninga| they were the big four the four |amastera| waves of Erin all listening four there was Old |aTom Matta| Gregory and then besides Old |aTom Matta| there was Old |aPhelim O'Hogan Marcus Lyonsa| the four waves and oftentimes they used to be saying |agrace together right enougha| here now we are the four of us Old |aTom Matt Gregorya| and Old |aPhelim Marcus Lyonsa| and Old |aJeremy Luke Tarpeya| the four of us and sure thank God there are no more of us and |asure now you won't go & leave outa| Old |aJeff O'Gorman Johnny MacDougalla| too four of us and no more of us and so now pass the fish for |athe lord's Christ'a| sake amen the way they used to be saying grace before fish for auld lang syne there they were spraining their ears listening and listening to all the kissening with their eyes glistening all the four when he was |akiddling &a| cuddling his colleen not the colleen no the colleen bawn cuddling her and kissing her with his pogue like Arrah na |apogue Poguea| |athe dear annuala| they all four |aremembored how theya| used to be cuddling and kissing |aunder the mistlethrusha| and listening in the good |aold bygonea| days Dion Boucicault |aof ina| Arrah na Pogue |a|bin one of those centuriesb| when they knew the man on the doora| when they were all four collegians in the queen's colleges it brought it all back again as fresh as ever Matt and Marcus and now there he was and his Arrah na Pogue before the four of them and now thank God there were no more of them and he poguing and poguing they were listening with their wat mouths watering so pass the pogue for Christ sake Amen listening & watering all the four Luke and Johnny MacDougall |aof the bygone timesa| for anything at all for a cup of
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for four big tumblers of woman squash with them all four listening and spraining their ears and |aalla| their mouths making water

Ah well sure that's the way |aupa| and there |aupa| was poor Matt Gregory |aupa| |aleaning on his staff of memory blanka| and Gregory and |aupa| the others and now really & truly they were four dear old heladies and they looked as so nice and respectable with their grey half tall hat and tailormade frock coat and then they had their fathom glasses to find out |aalla| the fathoms and their tall hats just now like |alord the marquess ofa| Powerscourt |aonly for all the saltwatera| or the auctioneer there |anear in front ofa| the place near that street |aThingmote? Essex. Sackvillea| |athe statue of Mrs |bDaniel O'Connell Dan O'Connb|a| |abehinda| Trinity College that arranges all the auctions of |athea| valuable houses Smith like the auctioneer Smith or not Smith that sells all the fine houses & mansions James H North |aJP.a| like |aNorth Jamesa| the |aauctioneer the jaypeea| |ain Hoggin Greena| going to the horseshow with all the people over from England and American visitors |aall overa| in his grey half tall hat |ahow do youa| and his fathomglasses |ahow do you do Mr Jamesa| to find out all the horses. And |anow that reminds me ofa| poor Marcus Lyons and poor Johnny and the four of us and there they were now listening |aright enougha| the four saltwater widowers and all they could |aremember rememborea| long long ago |awith |bMullaly Lallyb|a| when my heart knew no care the landing of sir Arthur Casement in 1132 and the coronation of Brian by |athe his gracea| bishop |aJames H J.P. Bishop Senior |bin his shovel hatb|a| and then there was the drowning of Pharaoh and they were |aalla| drowned in the sea the red sea and then poor Martin Cunningham out of the castle when he was drowned off Dunleary in the red sea |a& thank God there are no more of usa| |aAy, ay. So he was.a| and then
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there was the Flemish Armada all scattered and all drowned off the coast of Cunningham and Saint Patrick |a& St Kevin & Lapoleon our first marentsa| and all they |aremembered rememboreda| and then there was the French fleet in 1132 landing under general Boche |ain his grey |btall shovelb| hata| and there he was cuddling and poguing her in Arranapogue Arrahnapogue behind the queen's colleges |abehind the |bman centuryb| on the door in Alice's Streeta|. And then they used to give the |agrandesta| lectures |aby the picture postcards |bunder the sycamoresb|a| in Roman history |ain toa| all the four collegians |agreen & the old Senatea| in the four trinity colleges Killorcure and Killthemall and Killeachother and Kilkelly-on-the-Flure those were the four great history colleges |aof the Jane Andersdaughter Universitya| for auld lang syne all the Roman history |aof the spirit of nature as divinely developed in time all historya| past and present and present and absent and past and present and future arma virumque romano. Ah dearo a dear how it all came back to them to hear him there kissing her & cuddling her in |ahis thea| Roman arms |aby Cornelius nepos. |bNepos |cRoman. Mnepos.c| Anumque. epos. |cManumque. Umquec| Queh?b|a| ah dearo dear it was so sorry for the four of us |aand |bMulally Lallyb|a| |aPoor Tim Tim Tama| Tarpey |a& Lapolea| and the four |ashehusbands widowersa| |aAnd that reminds me ofa| the four waves in their |atall shovela| hat |ain Chichester Collegea| and thank God they were all summarily divorced by their |adear poora| shehusbands in |athe deara| bygone days but still they parted on the best of terms|a. And so they parted. Ay, ay. Ah, well, sure that's the way. Ay, ay.a| by decree absolute well they could |aremember rememborea|
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Mrs Justice Squelchman |ain her |bfullbottomb| wig & bearda| in 1132 at the Married Male |aOffenders' Auctioneers'a| Court in Arrah-napogue. Poor Johnny MacDougall & the four masters because she he was |aweak in so slow ata| backscratching all divorced by their |afour master dear faithfula| and poor Marcus Powerscourt |apersecuted by everybody he wasa| by decree absolute all because he |abroke madea| wind |a& watera| in the pew and because he forgot |ato rememborea| to |amake a request sign an old paper to herebya| |ato herselfa| in writing on stamped |apaper parchmenta| before saying his grace before fish and then there was poor Dion Boucicault all |adivorced drowneda| too poor Dion |abefore the world & her husbanda| because he attempted to well |ahe was a bit bad in his health |bhe saidb| with shingles falling on thema| he ah well now sure we won't be too hard on him |aas a presbyterian |b& he well he went to confession to Mother Evangelist Sweeneyb| well he ah now there were faults on both sides well hea| attempted some hunnish familiarities after eating a bad crab in the red sea |aand sure he was |bdead seasick deadseasickabedb| |bin the hospice for the dyingb| he ah the poor fellow & holding |b& trying to blankb| the nurse's hand & dyinga| ah dearo dearo dear and where do you leave Matt |athey were all so sorry for pa| poor Matt in his |agrey frock saltwatera| hat |atoo big for |bhim itb|a| |aand his overalls all falling over him in folds sure he hadn't the energy to pull them old |bDaddy Dwyer Matt the old matriarch that queenly manb| sitting there |bwith his head to the westb| in sight of the poorhouse with his can of tea & two bits of |bbacon brown loaf & & dilisk waiting for the end to comeb| God of Heaven when you think of ita| all divorced by woman squelch and all on account |athe appearance of his face poor Matt Gregory of the smell of brown loafa| of his mouth watering |aby act of parliamenta| so now pass the face for Christ' sake Amen. |aAnd so. And all.a|

|aPoor Martin Cunningham! |bPoor Matt Gregory Ah God be good to us. Poor Martin Cunningham. Ay. Ay.b|a| And still and all they were always |aupa| thinking of |athe |bold auldb| man syne anda| |aupa| their four masters that were four |aupa| beautiful sisters and there they were always counting the lovely periwinkle buttons in the front part of their dresses |a|b& upb| one |b& upb| two |b& upb| five |b& two up fourb|a| and there
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she was the beautiful four sisters and that was her name and they |awere used to be getting up anda| looking for her everywhere in all the fathoms |awhen they couldn't sleep with changing bedsa| and then they had their tentacles and they used to be all |anightºa| hanging around all the waists of the ships the steamships and |atheir bottlegreen eyesa| peering in through the steaming windows into the honeymoon cabins on board the big |asteamers steamadorya| and |athea| saloon ladies toilet apartments and rubbing off the |asaltya| cataract off the windows |alisteninga| to see all the |ahoneymooners |bhunnimooners hunnishmoonersb|a| and all the toilet ladies and their familiarities saying their grace before |ameals steamadorya| |apass the |bpot joolb| for Christ sake Amena| and wateringº and thereº they used to be |aall trembling & shaking &a| counting all their peributtons to remember her beautiful name |ain his dreamsa| |apoor Gregory and Johnny Greg and Doug & poor Grega| the four sisters and there she was now |athe lovely ladya| asthore as in days of yore of planxty Gregory they used to be always singing |around the |bwetb| fire with |btheir feet asleep inb| their blankets and shawls |band bowls of stale |cbrew & milk bread & milkyc| waiting for poor |cTarp Mucus to pass the teeth for Christ sake Chokus sake amenschtrekc|b| when they had the |bphlegmishb| hooping cough |bfrom eating bad cramps |cwith a farthing dipc| andb| reading |ball a word or twob| about the lakes of Killarney through their green spentaclesa| and so now they started their singing |athe |bsteamadory steamadorionb|a| and old Luke for auld luke syne and |awe make she waila| a |acupboard koinerset for the pays cupboar coiner set on the prazea| savole hang shanghai.º