Finnegans Wake Notes

164.01 I helped him to in my princeps edition which is all so munch

164.02 to the cud) are mutuearly polarised the incompatabilily of any

164.03 delusional acting as ambivalent to the fixation of his pivotism.

164.04 Positing, as above, too males pooles, the one the pictor of the

164.05 other and the omber the Skotia of the one, and looking want-

164.06 ingly around our undistributed middle between males we feel

164.07 we must waistfully woent a female to focus and on this stage

164.08 there pleasantly appears the cowrymaid M. whom we shall

164.09 often meet below who introduces herself upon us at some precise

164.10 hour which we shall again agree to call absolute zero or the

164.11 babbling pumpt of platinism. And so like that former son

164.12 of a kish who went up and out to found his farmer's ashes we

164.13 come down home gently on our own turnedabout asses to meet

164.14 Margareen.

164.15 We now romp through a period of pure lyricism of shame-

164.16 bred music (technologically, let me say, the appetising entry of

164.17 this subject on a fool chest of vialds is plumply pudding the carp

164.18 before doevre hors) evidenced by such words in distress as I

164.19 cream for thee, Sweet Margareen, and the more hopeful O Mar-

164.20 gareena! O Margareena! Still in the bowl is left a lump of gold!

164.21 (Correspondents, by the way, will keep on asking me what is the

164.22 correct garnish to serve drisheens with. Tansy Sauce. Enough).

164.23 The pawnbreaking pathos of the first of these shoddy pieces

164.24 reveals it as a Caseous effort. Burrus's bit is often used for a toast.

164.25 Criniculture can tell us very precisely indeed how and why this

164.26 particular streak of yellow silver first appeared on (not in) the

164.27 bowel, that is to see, the human head, bald, black, bronze, brown,

164.28 brindled, betteraved or blanchemanged where it might be use-

164.29 fully compared with an earwig on a fullbottom. I am offering

164.30 this to Signorina Cuticura and I intend to take it up and bring it

164.31 under the nosetice of Herr Harlene by way of diverting his

164.32 attentions. Of course the unskilled singer continues to pervert

164.33 our wiser ears by subordinating the space-element, that is to

164.34 sing, the aria, to the time-factor, which ought to be killed, ill

164.35 tempor. I should advise any unborn singer who may still be

164.36 among my heeders to forget her temporal diaphragm at home