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Finnegans Wake
IV, i [extracts]
Sandhyas! Sandhyas! Sandhyas!
Calling all downs. Calling all downs to
dayne. Array! Surrection! 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
MacHooligan. The leader, the leader! Securest jubilends albas Temoram.
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, genghis 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 carrying
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.
[...]
By the antar of Yasas! Ruse made him worthily
achieve inherited 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 tittletell tattle. Why? Because, graced be Gad and all giddy gadgets,
in whose words were the beginnings, there are two signs to tum 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 sourdsite we have the Moskiosk
Djinpalast with its twin adjacencies, the bathouse and the bazaar, allahallahallah,
and on the sponthesite it is the alcovan and the rosegarden, boony noughty,
all puraputhry. Why? One’s apurr apuss a story about brid and breakfedes
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 alladreams perhapsing under
lucksloop at last are through. Why? It is a sot of a swigswag, systomy
dystomy, which everabody 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.
Tom.
It is perfect degrees excelsius. A jaladaew
still stilleth. Cloud lay but mackrel are. Anemone activescent,the torporature
is returning to mornal. Humid nature is feeling itself freely at ease
with the all fresco. The vervain is to herald as the grass administers.
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 withouten a bound to be your trowers. Forswundled.
You hald him by the tap of the tang. Not a salutary sellable sound is
since. Insteed for asteer, adrift with adraft. Nuctumbulumbumus wanderwards
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 stumbletumbling night. Endee he sendee.
Diu! The has goning at gone, the is coming to come. Greets to ghastern,
hie to morgning. Dormidy, 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.
[...]
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 cocklyhearted dreamerish
for that magic moning with its ching chang chap sugay kaow laow milkee
muchee bringing beckerbrose, 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 ohahnthenth a wenchyoumaycuddler,
lying with her royalirish uppershoes 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 passing. Three. Into the wikeawades warld from sleep we are
passing. Four. Come, hours, be ours!
[...]
Rhythm and Colour at Park Mooting. Peredos
Last in the Grand Natural. Velivision victor. Dubs newstage oldtime turftussle,
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 together 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 puraduxed seer in seventh degree of wisdom of EntisOnton 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 retained, untisintus,
inside them (obs of epiwo). Rumnant Patholic, stareotypopticus, no catch
all that preachybook, utpiam, tomorrow recover thing even is not, bymeby
vampsybobsy tappanasbullocks topside joss pidginfella BilkillyBelkelly
say patfella, ontesantes, twotime hemhaltshealing, with other words verbigratiagrading
from murmurulentous till stridulocelerious in a hunghoranghoangoly tsinglontseng
while his comprehendurient, with diminishing claractinism, augumentationed
himself in caloripeia to vision so throughsighty, you anxioust melancholic,
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 commander bulopent eyes of Most Highest
Ardreetsar King same thing like thyme choppy upon parsley, alongsidethat,
if pleasesir, nos displace tauttung, sowlofabishospastored, enamel Indian
gem in maledictive fingerfondler of High High Siresultan Emperor 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 periparolysed,
celestial from principalest of Iro’s Irismans ruinboon pot before,
(for beingtime monkblinkers timeblinged completamentarily 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, seemingsuch
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 quitesomely), the sound sense sympol in
a weedwayedwold of the firethere the sun in his halo cast. Onmen.
That was thing, bygotter, the thing, bogcotton,
the very thing, begad! Even to uptoputty BilkillyBelkellyBalkally. 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.
Thud.
Good safe firelamp! hailed the heliots.
Goldselforelump! Halled they. Awed. Where thereon the skyfold high, trampatrampatramp.
Adie. Per ye comdoom doominoom noonstroom. Yeasome priestomes. Fullyhum
toowhoom.
Taawhaar?
Sants and sogs, cabs and cobs, kings and
karls, tentes and taunts.
’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!
[...]
Our wholemole millwheeling vicociclometer,
a tetradomational gazebocroticon (the “Mamma Lujah” known to
every schoolboy scandaller, be he Matty, Marky, Lukey or JohnaDonk), autokinatonetically
preprovided with a clappercoupling smeltingworks exprogressive process,
(for the farmer, his son and their homely codes, known as eggburst, eggblend,
eggburial and hatchashatch can) receives through a portal vein the dialytically
separated elements of precedent decomposition for the verypetpurpose of
subsequent recombination so that the heroticisms, catastrophes and eccentricities
transmitted by the ancient legacy [614] of the past; type by tope, letter from
litter, word at ward, with sendence of sundance, since the days of Plooney
and Columcellas when Giacinta, Pervenche and Margaret swayed over the
alltooghoulish and illyrical and innumantic in our mutter nation, all,
anastomosically assimilated and preteridentified paraidiotically, in fact,
the sameold gamebold adomic structure of our Finnius the old One, as highly
charged with electrons as hophazards can effective it, may be there for
you, Cockalooralooraloomenos, when cup, platter and pot come piping hot,
as sure as herself pits hen to paper and there’s scribings scrawled
on eggs. [...]
[...] feel
I could near to faint away. Into the deeps. Annamores leep. Let me lean,
just a lea, if you le, bowldstrong bigtider. 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 swaggerest 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 hillydroops of Vikloefells?
[...]
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 then. Finn, again! Take. Bussoftlhee, mememormee! Till thousendsthee.
Lps. The keys to. Given! A way a lone a last a loved a long the Paris
[End] 1922-1939
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