Finnegans Wake Notes

178.01 lionses of Lumdrum hivanhoesed up gagainst him, being a lapsis

178.02 linquo with a ruvidubb shortartempa, bad cad dad fad sad mad

178.03 nad vanhaty bear, the consciquenchers of casuality prepestered

178.04 crusswords in postposition, scruff, scruffer, scrufferumurraimost

178.05 andallthatsortofthing, if reams stood to reason and his lanka-

178.06 livline lasted he would wipe alley english spooker, multapho-

178.07 niaksically spuking, off the face of the erse.

178.08 After the thorough fright he got that bloody, Swithun's day,

178.09 though every doorpost in muchtried Lucalizod was smeared with

178.10 generous erstborn gore and every free for all cobbleway slippery

178.11 with the bloods of heroes, crying to Welkins for others, and

178.12 noahs and cul verts agush with tears of joy, our low waster never

178.13 had the common baalamb's pluck to stir out and about the com-

178.14 pound while everyone else of the torchlit throng, slashers and

178.15 sliced alike, mobbu on massa, waaded and baaded around, yamp-

178.16 yam pampyam, chanting the Gillooly chorus, from the Monster

178.17 Book of Paltryattic Puetrie, O pura e pia bella! in junk et sampam

178.18 or in secular sinkalarum, heads up, on his bonafide avocation (the

178.19 little folk creeping on all fours to their natural school treat but

178.20 childishly gleeful when a stray whizzer sang out intermediately)

178.21 and happy belongers to the fairer sex on their usual quest for

178.22 higher things, but vying with Lady Smythe to avenge Mac-

178.23 Jobber, went stonestepping with their bickerrstaffs on educated

178.24feet, plinkity plonk, across the sevenspan ponte dei colori set up

178.25 over the slop after the war-to-end war by Messrs a charitable

178.26 government for the only once (dia dose Finnados!) he did take

178.27 a tompip peepestrella throug a threedraw eighteen hawkspower

178.28 durdicky telescope, luminous to larbourd only like the lamps in

178.29 Nassaustrass, out of his westernmost keyhole, spitting at the

178.30 impenetrablum wetter, (and it was porcoghastly that outumn) with

178.31 an eachway hope in his shivering soul, as he prayed to the cloud

178.32 Incertitude, of finding out for himself, on akkount of all the

178.33 kules in Kroukaparka or oving to all the kodseoggs in Kalatavala,

178.34 whether true conciliation was forging ahead or falling back after

178.35 the celestious intemperance and, for Duvvelsache, why, with his

178.36 see me see and his my see a corves and his frokerfoskerfuskar