Complete Works of James Joyce (185 page)

Pige pas.

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

PANOPTICAL

Seidlitz powther

thou hinder thy husband his name? Leda, Lada,

PURVIEW OF

for slogan

aflutter-afraida, so does your girdle grow!

POLITICAL

plumpers.

Willed without witting, whorled without

PROGRESS

Hoploits and

aimed. Pappapassos, Mammamanet, warwhets-

AND THE

atthems.

wut and whowitswhy. 1 But it’s tails for

FUTURE PRE-

toughs and titties for totties and come

SENTATION

buckets come-bats till deeleet. 2

OF THE PAST.

Dark ages clasp the daisy roots, Stop, if you

are a sally of the allies, hot off Minnowaurs

and naval actiums, picked engagements and

banks of rowers. Please stop if you’re a

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

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

with a venture it serves you girly well glad.

But, holy Janus, I was forgetting the Blitzen-

kopfs! Here, Hengegst and Horsesauce, take

your heads 3 out of that taletub! And leave

your hinnyhennyhindyou! It’s haunted. The

chamber. Of errings. Whoan, tug, trace,

stirrup! It is distinctly understouttered that,

sense you threehandshighs put your twofoot-

large timepates in that dead wash of Lough

Murph and until such time pace one and the

same Messherrn the grinning statesmen, Brock

and Leon, have shunted the grumbling

coundedtouts, Starlin and Ser Artur Ghinis.

Foamous homely brew, bebattled by bottle,

gageure de guegerre. 4 Bull igien bear and

then bearagain bulligan. Gringrin gringrin.

Staffs varsus herds and bucks vursus barks.

1 What’s that ma’am? says I.

2 As you say yourself.

3 That’s the lethemuse but it washes off.

4 Where he fought the shessock of his stimmstammer and we caught the

pepettes of our lovelives.

Curragh

By old Grumbledum’s walls. Bumps, bellows

machree, me

and bawls. 1 Opprimor’s down, up up Opima!

bosthoon fiend.

Rents and rates and tithes and taxes, wages,

Femilies hug

saves and spends. Heil, heptarched span of

bank!

peace! 2 Live, league of lex, nex and the mores!

All we suffered

Fas est dass and foe err you. Impovernment

under them Cow-

of the booble by the bauble for the bubble. So

dung Forks and

wrap up your worries in your woe (wumpum-

how we enjoyed

tum!) and shake down the shuffle for the

over our pick of

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

the basketfild.

fall ned. As Hanah Levy, shrewd shroplifter,

Old Kine’s

and nievre anore skidoos with her spoileds. 4

Meat Meal.

To add gay touches. For hugh and guy and

Flieflie for the

goy and jew. To dimpled and pimpled and

jillies and a

simpled and wimpled. A peak in a poke and a

bombambum

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

for the

hectoendecate, for mangay mumbo jumbjubes

nappotondus.

tak mutts and jeffs muchas bracelonettes

gracies barcelonas.6 O what a loovely free-

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

grunting! Tip. Like lilt of larks to burdened

crocodile, 8 or skittering laubhing at that

wheeze of old windbag, Blusterboss, blow-

harding about all he didn’t do. Hell o’ your

troop! With is the winker for the muckwits

of willesly and nith is the nod for the umproar

napollyon and hitheris poorblond piebold

hoerse. Huirse. With its tricuspidal hauberk-

1 Shake eternity and lick creation.

2 I’m blest if I can see.

3 Hoppity Huhneye, hoosh the hen. I like cluckers, you like nuts

(wink).

4 Sweet, medium and dry like altar wine.

5 Who’ll buy me penny babies?

6 Well, Maggy, I got your castoff devils all right and fits lovely. And

am

vaguely graceful. Maggy thanks.

7 My six is no secret, sir, she said.

8 Yes, there, Tad, thanks, give, from, tathair, look at that now.

helm coverchaf emblem on. For the man that

Murdoch.

broke the ranks on Monte Sinjon. The all-

Pas d’action,

riddle of it? That that is allruddy with us,

peu de sauce.

ahead of schedule,which already is plan accom-

From the seven

plished from and syne: Daft Dathy of the Five

tents of Joseph

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

till the calends of

reproaches Paulus, on the Madderhorn and,

Mary Marian,

entre chats and hobnobs, 1 daring Dunderhead

olivehunkered

to shiver his timbers and Hannibal mac Hamil-

and thorny too.

tan the Hegerite 2 (more livepower elbow him !)

As Shakefork

ministerbuilding up, as repreaches Timothy,

might pitch it.

in Saint Barmabrac’s. 3 Number Thirty two

West Eleventh streak looks on to that (may

all in the tocoming of the sempereternal speel

spry with it!) datetree doloriferous which

more and over leafeth earlier than every

growth and, elfshot, headawag, with frayed

nerves wondering till they feeled sore like any

woman that has been born at all events to the

purdah and for the howmanyeth and how-

movingth time at what the demons in that

jackhouse that jerry built for Massa and Missus