Finnegans Wake Notes

026.01 the pure perfection and Leatherbags Reynolds tries your shuffle

026.02 and cut. But as Hopkins and Hopkins puts it, you were the pale

026.03 eggynaggy and a kis to tilly up. We calls him the journeyall

026.04 Buggaloffs since he went Jerusalemfaring in Arssia Manor. You

026.05 had a gamier cock than Pete, Jake or Martin and your archgoose

026.06 of geese stubbled for All Angels' Day. So may the priest of seven

026.07 worms and scalding tayboil, Papa Vestray, come never anear you

026.08 as your hair grows wheater beside the Liffey that's in Heaven!

026.09 Hep, hep, hurrah there! Hero! Seven times thereto we salute

026.10 you! The whole bag of kits, falconplumes and jackboots incloted,

026.11 is where you flung them that time. Your heart is in the system

026.12 of the Shewolf and your crested head is in the tropic of Copri-

026.13 capron. Your feet are in the cloister of Virgo. Your olala is in the

026.14 region of sahuls. And that's ashore as you were born. Your shuck

026.15 tick's swell. And that there texas is tow linen. The loamsome

026.16 roam to Laffayette is ended. Drop in your tracks, babe! Be not

026.17 unrested! The headboddylwatcher of the chempel of Isid,

026.18 Totumcalmum, saith: I know thee, metherjar, I know thee, sal-

026.19 vation boat. For we have performed upon thee, thou abrama-

026.20 nation, who comest ever without being invoked, whose coming

026.21 is unknown, all the things which the company of the precentors

026.22 and of the grammarians of Christpatrick's ordered concerning

026.23 thee in the matter of the work of thy tombing. Howe of the ship-

026.24 men, steep wall!

[026.25-027.21]: everything is the same without him — the kids are fine.

026.25 Everything's going on the same or so it appeals to all of us,

026.26 in the old holmsted here. Coughings all over the sanctuary, bad

026.27 scrant to me aunt Florenza. The horn for breakfast, one o'gong

026.28 for lunch and dinnerchime. As popular as when Belly the First

026.29 was keng and his members met in the Diet of Man. The same

026.30 shop slop in the window. Jacob's lettercrackers and Dr Tipple's

026.31 Vi-Cocoa and the Eswuards' desippated soup beside Mother Sea-

026.32 gull's syrup. Meat took a drop when Reilly-Parsons failed. Coal's

026.33 short but we've plenty of bog in the yard. And barley's up again,

026.34 begrained to it. The lads is attending school nessans regular, sir,

026.35 spelling beesknees with hathatansy and turning out tables by

026.36 mudapplication. Allfor the books and never pegging smashers