Finnegans Wake Notes

009.01 is me Belchum sneaking his phillippy out of his most Awful

009.02 Grimmest Sunshat Cromwelly. Looted*. This is the jinnies' hast-

009.03 ings dispatch for to irrigate the Willingdone. Dispatch in thin

009.04 red lines cross the shortfront of me Belchum. Yaw, yaw, yaw!

009.05 Leaper Orthor. Fear siecken! Fieldgaze thy tiny frow. Hugact-

009.06 ing. Nap. That was the tictacs of the jinnies for to fontannoy the

009.07 Willingdone. Shee, shee, shee! The jinnies is jillous agincourting

009.08 all the lipoleums. And the lipoleums is gonn boycottoncrezy onto

009.09 the one Willingdone. And the Willingdone git the band up. This

009.10 is bode Belchum, bonnet to busby, breaking his secred word with a

009.11 ball up his ear to the Willingdone. This is the Willingdone's hur-

009.12 old dispitchback. Dispitch desployed on the regions rare of me

009.13 Belchum. Salamangra! Ayi, ayi, ayi! Cherry jinnies. Figtreeyou!

009.14 Damn fairy ann, Voutre. Willingdone. That was the first joke of

009.15 Willingdone, tic for tac. Hee, hee, hee! This is me Belchum in

009.16 his twelvemile cowchooks, weet, tweet and stampforth foremost,

009.17 footing the camp for the jinnies. Drink a sip, drankasup, for he's

009.18 as sooner buy a guinness than he'd stale store stout. This is Roo-

009.19 shious balls. This is a ttrinch. This is mistletropes. This is Canon

009.20 Futter with the popynose. After his hundred days' indulgence.

009.21 This is the blessed. Tarra's widdars! This is jinnies in the bonny

009.22 bawn blooches. This is lipoleums in the rowdy howses. This is the

009.23 Willingdone, by the splinters of Cork, order fire. Tonnerre!

009.24 (Bullsear! Play!) This is camelry, this is floodens, this is the

009.25 solphereens in action, this is their mobbily, this is panickburns.

009.26 Almeidagad! Arthiz too loose! This is Willingdone cry. Brum!

009.27 Brum! Cumbrum! This is jinnies cry. Underwetter! Goat

009.28 strip Finnlambs! This is jinnies rinning away to their ouster-

009.29 lists dowan a bunkersheels. With a nip nippy nip and a trip trip-

009.30 py trip so airy. For their heart's right there. Tip. This is me Bel-

009.31 chum's tinkyou tankyou silvoor plate for citchin the crapes in

009.32 the cool of his canister. Poor the pay! This is the bissmark of the

009.33 marathon merry of the jinnies they left behind them. This is the

009.34 Willingdone branlish his same marmorial tallowscoop Sophy-

009.35 Key-Po for his royal divorsion on the rinnaway jinnies. Gam-

009.36 bariste della porca! Dalaveras fimmieras! This is the pettiest