Text FW 031 – Finnegans *web* Wake

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flagrant marl, jingling his turnpike keys and bearing aloft amid		1
the fixed pikes of the hunting party a high perch atop of which a		2
flowerpot was fixed earthside hoist with care. On his majesty, who		3
was, or often feigned to be, noticeably longsighted from green		4
youth and had been meaning to inquire what, in effect, had caused		5
yon causeway to be thus potholed, asking substitutionally to be		6
put wise as to whether paternoster and silver doctors were not		7
now more fancied bait for lobstertrapping honest blunt Harom-		8
phreyld answered in no uncertain tones very similarly with a fear-		9
less forehead: Naw, yer maggers, aw war jist a cotchin on thon		10
bluggy earwuggers. Our sailor king, who was draining a gugglet		11
of obvious adamale, gift both and gorban, upon this, ceasing to		12
swallow, smiled most heartily beneath his walrus moustaches and		13
indulging that none too genial humour which William the Conk		14
on the spindle side had inherited with the hereditary whitelock		15
and some shortfingeredness from his greataunt Sophy, turned to-		16
wards two of his retinue of gallowglasses, Michael, etheling lord		17
of Leix and Offaly and the jubilee mayor of Drogheda, Elcock,		18
(the two scatterguns being Michael M. Manning, protosyndic of		19
Waterford and an Italian excellency named Giubilei according to		20
a later version cited by the learned scholarch Canavan of Can-		21
makenoise), in either case a triptychal religious family symbolising		22
puritas of doctrina, business per usuals and the purchypatch of		23
hamlock where the paddish preties grow and remarked dilsydul-		24
sily: Holybones of Saint Hubert how our red brother of Pour-		25
ingrainia would audibly fume did he know that we have for sur-		26
trusty bailiwick a turnpiker who is by turns a pikebailer no sel-		27
domer than an earwigger For he kinned Jom Pill with his court		28
so gray and his haunts in his house in the mourning. (One still		29
hears that pebble crusted laughta, japijap cheerycherrily, among		30
the roadside tree the lady Holmpatrick planted and still one feels		31
the amossive silence of the cladstone allegibelling: Ive mies outs		32
ide Bourn.) Comes the question are these the facts of his nom-		33
inigentilisation as recorded and accolated in both or either of the		34
collateral andrewpaulmurphyc narratives. Are those their fata		35
which we read in sibylline between the fas and its nefas? No dung		36

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