Complete Works of James Joyce (184 page)

but, volve the virgil page and view, the O of

woman is long when burly those two muters

sequent her so from Nebob4 see you never

stray who’ll nimm you nice and nehm the day.

One hath just been areading, hath not one,

ya, ya, in their memoiries of Hireling’s puny

wars, end so, und all, ga, ga, of The O’Brien,

1 The gaggles all out.

2 He’s just bug nuts on white mate he hasn’t the teath nor the grits to

choo

and that’s what’s wrong with Lang Wang Wurm, old worbbling goesbelly.

3 Dear and I trust in all frivolity I may be pardoned for trespassing

but I

think I may add hell.

4 He is my all menkind of every desception.

The O’Connor, The Mac Loughlin and The

COUNSEL

Monastir,

Mac Namara with summed their appondage,

AND CON-

Leninstar and

da, da, of Sire Jeallyous Seizer, that gamely

STANCY.

Connecticut.

torskmester,1 with his duo of druidesses in ready

ORDINATION

Cliopatria, thy

money rompers2 and the tryonforit of Oxthie-

OF OMEN,

hosies history.

vious, Lapidous and Malthouse Anthemy. You

ONUS AND

The Eroico

may fail to see the lie of that layout, Suetonia,3

OBIT. DIS-

Furioso makes

but the reflections which recur to me are that

TRIBUTION

the valet like

so long as beauty life is body love4 and so bright

OF DANGER,

smiling.

as Mutua of your mirror holds her candle to

DUTY AND

The hyperape the

your caudle, lone lefthand likeless, sombring

DESTINY.

mink he groves the

Autum of your Spring, reck you not one spirt

POLAR PRIN-

mole you see nowfor

of anyseed whether trigemelimen cuddle his

CIPLES.

crushsake,chawley!

coddle or nope. She’ll confess it by her figure

and she’ll deny it to your face. If you’re not

ruined by that one she won’t do you any

whim. And then? What afters it? Cruff Gunne

may blow, Gam Gonna flow, the gossans eye

the jennings aye. From the butts of Heber and

Heremon, nolens volens, brood our pansies,

brune in brume. There’s a split in the infinitive

from to have to have been to will be. As they

warred in their big innings ease now we never

shall know. Eat early earthapples. Coax Cobra

to chatters. Hail, Heva, we hear! This is the

glider that gladdened the girl5 that list to the

wind that lifted the leaves that folded the

fruit that hung on the tree that grew in the

garden Gough gave. Wide hiss, we’re wizen-

1 All his teeths back to the front, then the moon and then the moon with

a hole behind it.

2 Skip one, flop fore, jennies in the cabbage store.

3 None of your cumpohlstery English here!

4 Understudy my understandings, Sostituda, and meek thine compline-

ment, gymnufleshed.

5 Tho’ I have one just like that to home, deadleaf brown with

quicksilver

appliques, would whollymost applissiate a nice shiny sleekysilk out of

that

slippering snake charmeuse.