Finnegans Wake Notes

191.01 sixpenny stile, an unfrillfrocked quackfriar, you (will you for

191.02 the laugh of Scheekspair just help mine with the epithet?) semi-

191.03 semitic serendipitist, you (thanks, I think that describes you)

191.04 Europasianised Afferyank!

191.05 Shall we follow each others a steplonger, drowner of daggers,

191.06 whiles our liege, tilyet a stranger in the frontyard of his happi-

191.07 ness, is taking, (heal helper! one gob, one gap, one gulp and

191.08 gorger of all!) his refreshment?

191.09 There grew up beside you,amid our orisons of the speediest

191.10 in Novena Lodge, Novara Avenue, in Patripodium-am-Bummel,

191.11 oaf, outofwork, one remove from an unwashed savage, on his

191.12 keeping and in yours, (I pose you know why possum hides is

191.13 cause he haint the nogumtreeumption) that other, Immaculatus,

191.14 from head to foot, sir, that pure one, Altrues of other times,

191.15 he who was well known to celestine circles before he sped

191.16 aloft, our handsome young spiritual physician that was to be,

191.17 seducing every sense to selfwilling celebesty, the most winning

191.18 counterfeuille on our incomeshare lotetree, a chum of the

191.19 angelets, a youth those reporters so pettitily wanted as game-

191.20 fellow that they asked his mother for ittle earps brupper to

191.21 let him tome to Tindertarten, pease, and bing his scooter

191.22 long and 'tend they were all real brothers in the big justright

191.23 home where Dodd lives, just to teddyfy the life out of him

191.24 and pat and pass him one with other like musk from hand to

191.25 hand, that mothersmothered model, that goodlooker with not

191.26 a flaw whose spiritual toilettes were the talk of half the town, for

191.27 sunset wear and nightfallen use and daybroken donning and

191.28 nooncheon showing and the very thing for teasetime, but him

191.29 you laid low with one hand one fine May morning in the Meddle

191.30 of your Might, your bosom foe, because he mussed your speller

191.31 on you or because he cut a pretty figure in the focus of your

191.32 frontispecs (not one did you slay, no, but a continent!) to find

191.33 out how his innards worked !

191.34 Ever read of that greatgrand landfather of our visionbuilders,

191.35 Baaboo, the bourgeoismeister, who thought to touch both him-

191.36 mels at the punt of his risen stiffstaff and how wishywashy sank