Saturday, July 19, 2014

[the wakean blues]

"I detest Punningans Wake in which a cancerous growth of fancy word-tissue hardly redeems the dreadful joviality of the folklore and the easy, too easy, allegory... I am indifferent to Finnegans Wake as I am to all regional literature written in dialect..." VN


Here in 1934 he seems to be piling on old notes with almost no connective tissue (trying to get a dry engine restarted?)

Thursday, June 12, 2014

[The Muddest Thick That Was Ever Heard Dump]

[info] [FDV] [written before II.1] [1926?]


He was a great at dab at manual arith, sure enough, that's why he knew no boy better what his ten fingures were for. Anyhow he was always fond of cardinals. Always would he reciting them by heart so as to know the tenners thumbs down, ace, deuce, tricks, quarts, quims and on the other hand, sexes, suppers, oglers, novels and dices. What signifies all that but he always caught dull marks in his nucleud and allgobrew. O, it bate him up. Binomeans to be understood. The axidianones. Equal to = hsaoc. Ploto. Comic cuts was page fond and flirty so always at long last as it would happen had he to bid goodby to the cardinhands he so liked. It would be then dear hearts of my counting farewell to back numbers. Construct an equiliteral triangle. Can you do her? Easy an kisshams. Take mud. You take your river. Dump it at a given point to be called α but pronounced olfa. There's mud & α.
Now (he'd very frequently coached backward tending boys of the same and over his own age, changing letters for them and blending themes for them and devising witty tailwords whilst he would smile upon and trim his ungles, telling himself a five of funny stories on the sly how first of all and on second thoughts and third is the charm and fourthermore and filthily and oxyton and baroccidents and proper accidence and hepta and hexenshoes; & in point of act after his landed in Ireland for the 2nd time he converted many of the natives, boys and men, to put off their hats from their old sinful bodies as often as they passed another temple and showed them the way to by instruction and example and, bejove, that same gallic rite is very prevalent down to this windy night in what was before that a land of nods in spite of all the blood, all the brains, all the brawn, all the bile, that was shed, that were shot, that was shook all the while for our people have still a great faith in the old ways innovated by him and it is verily believed that not all the liquor that's in the queen's cellar and not all the gold that the Indus contains would ever induce them to go back to their ancient habits which as his response to his curses they let drop without another word too: and talking of missions in general — of course, this has nothing to say to his private tuitions when, so to put it, on the shaughraun — and re {to return} for a moment to the first landing if the pretty elizabess — who then gave him the advantage of a good bath at her fair hands — if she then but she could never have foreseen him coming back to Erin under another name to buy her back, ay, faith, and the bessies besides, on behalf of an oldestablished firm, Lagrimae and Gemiti; it must have been a terrible grief for whohowhowhow? the poor girl!: and no wonder so many of the men people offered to console with her and that's not the last of it either (would it were! - - - but to think of him finding a second elizabess where he did and how he did — (I) forget now was it in a street or by accident — and to try to think of her trying to get that bearded virility into her limited lap at the same time for towelling purposes as if he were a nine months' babe: well, dear me and you, if that is what the gentle passion has come to out there heaven help the hindmost and yet it begins to look like it it does indeed, and it is no use trying to stop it either or telling human beings to take warning by the past: for, if you could see inside the cerebral saucepan of any one adolescent you would see many convolouli suggestive of other times & lands, ay and other tongues [...] too, and not alone that but, looking far into futurity, your own convolouli would reel to fancy the taking of what stale words were originally found for: and the best of it is that whereas the pioneer side of the new pupilteacher type will soon begin to tell you that no man has the right to set a boundary to the march of a language a second the beast of burden commonsense on other side if not the open confession of its over presumptuous partner is going to tell you) you must draw the line somewhere.
After that you must draw the line somewhere. Given an inch make an ell. Now we see the line αλ stops at Lamda. Nudder island there too. Now with Olaf as centre and Olaf's Lambtail as his spokesman, cumscribe a circlus. O dear me! But it's not over yet.
 The mystery repeats itself. Springing from the mudbank Loosh with Allhim as her end in a view, turn a somersault. Hop lala! O dear me! That was very interesting, very nice indeed! There's one point at which the bicycles run into each other. I feel where you mean. We aught to shake a pee there and let you go & make a pie at your end. Are you right there, Micheal, are you right? I'm right here all right but it's the muddest thing I ever done. Now join alfa pea and and pea loose and eelpie. Like that. I see. Then carefully lift up the apron of our A.L.P. until its apex below is where a navel ought to be. Waaaaaa. Tch! And there's your first of all equilittoral triangles. O dear me, look at that, now. What a coincidence. But you're looking at the wrong place, you simpleton. You must look at the reflection in the water. O dear me, that's very lovely! Very lovely entirely! You know, you're damn smart, so you are. Whereapool he would look mum in bewonderment of his chipper chubor making cyclopes and trigonies repeat theirselves allover the waste of Brown & Nolan's paper till that on him the juggler veins in his scraw stood out tightropes. Intricatedly yours, jirryalimaloop. I remainto fallthereatyourfeet jimmyinswearmorose. Ay. And efter all of his muddlingisms wouldn't a clean stab of the ruler do it quicker, anon would think Frankey who, to be plain, was misocain. Once one is won. And his countenence rose.


VI.A "ace, deuce, tray, cater, sink, size"
VI.A "a bearded voice"
VI.A "sit in her lap"


[This 2nd draft is a beautiful demonstration of Joyce at his peak finding a more challenging substitute for almost every word:]

A great dab was Franky at the manual arith, sure enough, that's the bekase he knew no boy better why his ten fingures were given him whatfor. Anyhows he was fond always of cardinals. Always would he be areciting and arecreating them up by a rota from fursed to laced quickmarch to decemvir like to throway your hat purpely on to tall spilicans so as to know the tenners thumbs down, ace, deuce, tricks, quarts, quims and on the other hand, sexes, suppers, oglers, novels and dices. What signifies all that but he always caught dull marks in his nucleud and allgobrew. O, it bate him up. Binomeans to be comprendered. The aximones. Equal = hsaoc. Ploato [p.l.o.t.o.]. So, Comic cuts was always in page fond and flirty so always at long last as it would happen had he to bid adeuce to the cardinhands he so liked. It would be then dear hearts of my counting farewell to back numbers & please lick one and turn over to problem. Construct an equilittoral triangle. Like an eckoustra! Can you do her? I cont, ken you? Simpl an kisshams. First, Take a mugful of mud. Oglores! What wd I do that for? That a gooses goosey ganswer you give so it is, what wd you do that for? Just for the beginning. You take your madder river mud. Any liffey mud will do. Dump it at a point of coast to be called α but pronounced olfa. There's mud island & α. Bene.
Now (for Dolph, Dean of idles venite sine tute sine mora dumque de eis entibus nascituris decentius in lingua romana mortuorum mysterium parva charta livianum liviana ostenditur, sedentes in laetitia super ollas carniurn et spectantes situm quo lutetiae unde auspiciis secundis tantae surgete consurgent humana humanae stirpes antiquam antiquissimam flaminum amborum Jordani et Jambaptistae sapientiam sapienti mentibus revolvamus totum tute fluvii modo mundo fluere eadem quae ex aggere fuerunt fututa fuere iterum inter alveum fore futura quodlibet sese ipsissimum ipsum per aliudpiam agnoscere contrarium ominis amnis omnem demum amnem ripas ripis rivalibus amplecti recurrently often coached ribollium tending mikes of the same and over his own choirage, among of whom he was pulled up, changing letters for them to bonnes mottes and blending tschemes for em in tropadores and devising tingling tailwords whilst he would smile eggways ned, he would, and pick upon his 10 ordinailed ungles, telling himself a reel of funic ficts upon the shy how first of all and on second thoughts and third's the charmhim girlalove and fourthermore and filthily and back from Oxatown and baroccidents and proper accidence and hopetohell and hexenshoes; & in point of act when he landed in Ireland Leinster for the 2nd time in his fourmaster and jollyboat the good barque Christiane de Troy, he converted many many square leagues of natives, young ordands and their elders, to put off their barcelonas from their old sinful corpucules as often as they came within sight of another familiar temple and showed them the celestine way to by his threecards tristar and his hattricks and, bejove, that same galloroman rite is very prevalent up to this windy soiree all over what was before a land of nods in spite of all the blood, all the brains, all the brawn, all the bile, that was shed, that were shot, that was shook all the while for our people have still a healing faith in the old ways innovated by him and it is verily believed that not all the soupcans that's in the queen's cellar and not all the gold that the Indus contains would ever induce them to go back to their ancient time honoured habits which having listened curefully to his continental curses they let drop as a dumbbody drops without another word either as swift as puddywhack: and talking of missions in general — of course, this has blameall in the world to say to his private when, so to put it, on the shaughraun -- and to return for a moment also to the first landing (only for a moment) if the pretty elizabess -- she lost her heart, a song says, and beauty alone knows when she is now now is she or in what countree that was the belle of the chapel or on what limbs-to-lave her semicupiose eyes are planting kindling themselves brightly — who then (4.32 m.p. to be precise according to all three doctors' synchronising waterburies to the tickleticks, of the synchronisms, all listening, a time confirmed by the 4th medical officer & his clerk with notary, whose presence was required by law) gave him the advantage of a good cuddlebath at her proper mits — if she then (4.32 m.p. to be precise according to the three worthy wakebailiffs as repeated before) but she could never have forfelt such a cold douche as him coming back to Erin under a waterproof name — would it wash — to buy her in, ay, faith, and other mavourneens besides, for 'twas he was the born suborner, man, on behalf of an oldestablished mark of winebakers, Lagrimatae Lagrima and Gemiti later Grinding & Nashe lately of Landsend Corner, man; it must have been a terrible mavrue mavrone for whohowhowhow? the poor girl!: all so isoladed, and no wonder so many of the male members upped to console with her in true tears and groans and that's not the last of it either would it were! - - - but to think of him finding an eliza the second also called bess where he did and how he did — (I) forget now was it in a street or per accident — and to try to think of that her hands across the sea trying to get all that bearded virility into her limited lap at the same time for towelling ends as if he were a nine months' baber: well, dear me and you, if that is what amour, which of gentle broost rathe is intaken, is coming seems circling to out yondest heaven holp the hindmost and yet it begins to look like it it does by my fay, and it is no use your preaching to stop it either or praying human claspers to take warning by the past: for, an you could peep inside the cerebral saucepan of any one adolescent you would see in that house of thought a litter convolvuli suggestive of other times, lost or strayed, & lands, derelict or sunk, tongues [...] too too, and not alone that but, looking far into faturity, your own convolouli would reel to jazzfancy the fresh takinplace of what stale words were whilom woven on & fitted fairly featly too: and the best of it is that whereas the pathfinder side of the new pupilteacher duplex will soon set on to lark to you that no mouth has the might to set a mearbound to the march of a landsmaul in a half a syllable sylb the beast of burden comeonsince larking round the other side is going to whisht to you coybells) you must draw the line somewhere.
After that you must draw the line somewhere. Given an inch make an ell. Now give me the loan of an ear lend us your eye we see the line AL stops at Lamda. Nodder island there too. Now with Olaf as centrum and Olaf's Lambtail as his spokesman, cumscribe a circlus. Hoop. O dear me! But it's not over yet. The mystery repeats itself as mother used to say yesterday I remember she used. What a wonderful memory you have! Wonderful memory. Bene! Springing loosh quickenly from the mudbank Loosh from Lucan with Allhim as her end in view, turn a somersault. Hop lala! O dear me! That was very ness, very ness indeed! There's tew tricklesome poinds at which our two doubling bicirculars run into eath the ocher. Down Here Feahere Looksyhere Looksihere Lucihere. I fee where you mein. I think as I'm squeezing the lemon I'd like to pore a capital pee there for Pride and let you go & muck a muddle modest pie up your end for out of Humbles. Are you right there, Micheal, are you right? Aye I'm right here, ye Divil Nickel, and I'll write but it's the muddest thick that was ever heard dun. Bene! Bene! Now join alfa pea and and pee loose by dotted lines slashes dotty links and eelpie & pale ale by trunk lines. Like that. I see. Now I'll show you whom your geometer was. we carefully lift up by her hem the muddy apron of our A.L.P. Carefully Kearfully until its nether apex is where a navel is bounds to be. Waaaaaa. Tch! And there's your muddy delta for you the first of all equiltiteral triangles. O dear me, look at that, now. What a quincidence. But you're looking at the wrong place, you blessed simpletop. You must look upon the reflection below. O dear me, that's very lovely! Very lovely entirely! You know, you're a damn smart gossoon, so you are. Whereapool with a sweet marie stealed from the jacob & a slypull at the slidepage would he wont seeing nibble his mum to me in bewonderment of his chipper chuthor grafficking cyclopes after trigonies pursuiting themselves like godolphing in fairlove to see allover the waste of Nolan's Brown paper till that on him so poorin sweat the juggler's veins in his scrag forestood out burstright taut tightropes. With best apologigs for again trisposing on your bumficence. Signing Signang away, happy nestcomplete. Intricatedly in years, Jirryalimpaloop. I romain to fallthereatyourfate hurryaswarmorose. And this is how Napoleapool Saint Holypolypools. And this is the way Romeopollopaloops. Hold the pen, man way I do. And this, look, is Lordbyrinazigazaggy. Ay. But efter all of his medley of muddlingisms fruits thee faroots of culture cullchaw ate setaraw citraw, wouldn't wan able stab of the ruler do for him smarter, as it did has like it done for manny another of the hairy hang dary firstlings, anon would think Frankey who, to be plain, was misocain. Once one's won. Rack And his countingance countinance rose.


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Assigned reading (6 pars [] plus 136 notes) [secondary] [McH] [*]


synopsis: 'from counting — to arithmetic and algebra'


Joyce's math scores in 1899 were abysmal
Todhunter's Algebra and Euclid
Hall&Knight's Algebra and Euclid




FDV: "He was a great at dab at manual arith, sure enough, that's why he knew no boy better what his ten fingures were for. Anyhow he was always fond of cardinals. Always would he reciting them by heart so as to know the tenners thumbs down, ace, deuce, tricks, quarts, quims and on the other hand, sexes, suppers, oglers, novels and dices. What signifies all that but he always caught dull marks in his nucleud and allgobrew. O, it bate him up."


2DV: "A great dab was Franky at the manual arith, sure enough, that's the bekase he knew no boy better why his ten fingures were given him whatfor. Anyhows he was fond always of cardinals. Always would he be areciting and arecreating them up by a rota from fursed to laced quickmarch to decemvir like to throway your hat purpely on to tall spilicans so as to know the tenners thumbs down, ace, deuce, tricks, quarts, quims and on the other hand, sexes, suppers, oglers, novels and dices. What signifies all that but he always caught dull marks in his nucleud and allgobrew. O, it bate him up."

mysteries:


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Tuesday, June 10, 2014

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FDV: "Lammas is led in by both our washwives a weird of wonders tenebrous as the that evil thorngarth blithe as this blowing wild."


Monday, June 9, 2014

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FDV: "Indeed the most incredible experiences have everywhen concomitated to indue upon the lissom limbs of this pious and pure fair one whose fount Bandusian plays liquick sunlight, whose afterodour sighs of musk regretted, {whose silence shines as sphere of silver,} behold then, these unmatchables, her driers, hereover till latter"

Sunday, June 8, 2014

[Issy's letter/footnote]

[hopefully this page will get deleted when i figure out where the pieces belong]


[FDV]
Insertion (incipit epistola)
    May the bridies feed the sweetnesses no more moremirror mornings from my lips lisplips, pipette, nor the dye of the wood's bluebells write no more kisslines or my tiny fives. Your other one may have her picture photo leaning against her Piggott's piano she's not a patch on pretties you saw the manys the times I climbed the tries.

"I'll do that droop on the pohlmann's piano."

 Letter
fairy lives
Boaster! That women faint around you when you enter!
----
while waiting for that when where both will for the parriage priest.
----
he proud of the cockhold of his hat & she pleased to be wearing the trousseaurs.
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wherefor Luiz can write what Ella can't read or veesyversy, how about it?

Woefor, were rich cake never so paraclithic and the way if a Flabby with Flappers ever so unclyunctous must she to send him a chain letter on her modesty' service, to be slipped on, to be slept on, to be conned, to be kept a dayclear azure, resilkbrocaded, a mouldernlousy, a lieperstoad because of this c's penning heures for that one from I-sold-the-blend to Threefingered Carrot, as from the Still-a-vain-essay from Capture Make Hitch.

278.L "Uncle Flabbius Muximus to Niecia Flappia Minnimiss."

278.F "To be slipped on, to be slept by, to be conned to, to be kept up. And when you're done push the chain. With her modesties office."

"Regretfeeling that this is that girl he looks back to her for his to try not to love her or art though she knows its hard."


Letter
till usquebaughing changes him and she sells her auctors by minction.
blish blast by Bethlem God, by Vainas Estherti,

from this posthouse
As you haste to pass
Tis with over your litter
I wept weeped my last
Well —

& borrows the clothes both (as slick as Cipollo & as sane as Susina,

10. for, troth being stronger than fortuitous fiction, it's the surplice, money, my young friend & sweet creature, [(flash if you stand for it, blush if you're touched)] buys the bed with the clothes.

1. Come, cool of my slate, to the beat of my blush

279.F "Come, smooth of my slate, to the beat of my blosh!"

2. with all this gelded youth about I just feel the thrills and ills of like putting an end to myself

279.F "With all these gelded ewes jilting about and the thrills and ills of laylock blossoms there's so much more plants than chants for cecilies that I was thinking fairly killing times of putting an end to myself"

8. Wasn't it too just divining that dog of a day as I sat on the Drewitt's altar, as cooled as a culcumber with you offering me up insilse illscents & the horners stagstruck on the leasward.

3. You sh'u'dn't write you ca'nt if you w'u'dn't pass for underdevelopmented

279.F "You sh'u'dn't write you ca'n't if you w'u'dn't pass for underdevelopmented."

4. If it's me chews to swallow all you saidn't you can eat my words for it, as sure as their's a key in my kiss. I learned all the values of the gamest game ever from my old norse Asa [and she vicking well knowed them heartwises. A most adventuresting trot is her.] Quick erit faciofacey when we'll conjugate tomorrow at amare hour.

5. I intend to take silk to grigg all my juniors when I'm mineteen

6. (Nature tells everybody about it)

9. the good father with the twinkle in his eye will always have cakes in his pocket to bethroat us with for our allmicheal good.

279.F "The good father with the twingling in his eye will always have cakes in his pocket to bethroat us with for our allmichael good."

flimsy—filmsy.




                THE LETTER

    Come, smooth of my slate to the beat of my blosh. With all these gelded ewes jilting about and the thrills and ills of laylock blessoms {there's so more plants than chants for cecilies} that I was thinking fairly killing times of putting and end to myself {and my malody} when I remembered allyour erringnesses. You sh'udn't write you can't if you w'udn't pass for undevelopemented. {This is the propper way to say that.} If it's me chews to swallow all you saidn't you can eat my words for it as sure as there's a key in my kiss.
    Quick erit faciofacey when we will conjugate together toloseher tomaster tomiss while morrow fans amare hour {verbe de vie and verve to vie, with love ay loved have I on my back spine and does for ever}. My intended {who I'm thrown away on} I'll take silk get my decree and take seidens when I'm not ploughed first by some lassing lad Rolando the Lasso and flaunt on the flimsyfilmsies for to grig my collage juniorees who though they flush fuchsia & blench - - - - are they twentyeight octette and virginity in my shade but always my figurants. [They may be yea of my year but [they're] nay of my day. [Wait till spring has sprung in spickness and prigs beg in to pry they'll be plentyprime of housepets to pimp and pamper my.]] Nature tells everybody about it but I learned all the runes of the gamest game ever from my old nourse Asa. A most adventuresting trot is her and she vicking well knowed them all heartswise and fourwords. How Olive D'Oyly and Winnie Carr bejupers they reized a Saladmon & how a peeper coster & salt sailor med a mustied poet atweemem. Sago sound, rite go round, kill kackle, kook kettle and bolt the thor. Auden. Wasn't it just divining that dog of a day as I sat uppum their Drewitt's altar, as cooledas a culcumbwe, with you offering me clouts of illscents and them homers stagstruck on the leasward! Don't be of red, you blanching mench. The good father with the twingling in his eye will always have cakes in his picket to bethroat us with for our alimicheal good. Amum. And Amum. And Amum again. For tough troth is stronger than fortuitous fiction and it's the surplice money, oh my young friend and ah me sweet creature, what buys the bed while wits borrows the clothes.

    Such is, A.N. date intended Dear (name of desired subject) And, well, I go on to. Teach me how to carve deer, tease me how to curve Treat me all I'll long to till I turtle like a dove durve. And I near bruk the one to two tooth! I had (misha! misha!) on your same old superior quality tufftuff buffstag as Pop Mop and Pop knows it nosed donekiss years after, buck luck to it. Here's my hate come in back to me mate the swoon I moil you when you'd maid me when you named yourself as virgin as before you after hich your sole desire was to cease to be.

    Indeed the most incredible experiences have everywhen concomitated to indue upon the lissom limbs of this pious and pure fair one whose fount Bandusian plays liquick sunlight, whose afterodour sighs of musk regretted, whose silence shines as sphere of silver, behold then, these unmatchables, her driers, hereover till latter Lammas is led in by both our washwives a weird of wonders tenebrous as the that evil thorngarth blithe as this blowing wild.

280 "From auburn chenlemagne. Pious and pure fair one, all has concomitated to this that she shall read them, lifetree's leaves, whose silence hitherto has shone as sphere of silver, fast albernstone, that fount Bandusian shall play liquick music and after odours sigh of musk."


"which was all your ~—-- middle ages replies of the poetics, Mr Faithful & Fervent, to my fine silver hallmarked as familli teapot" and "clutched yourself."