Agni araflammed [Hindu god of fire, w/rallying-flag]
Mithra monished [Persian god of light]
Shiva slew [Hindu god of destruction]
FDV: "her statement was that, there being no footpaths at the time she left a filth dump near the dogpond in the park on which boot & fingerprints were found of a very involved description."
4DV: "her statement was that, there being no macadamized sidewalks in those
R.I.C. days barring a footpath which left off where the man was struck,
she left, as scavengers will, a filth dump near the dogpond in the park,
all over which bootmarks, fingerprints, elbowdints, kneecaves,
breechbowls were all successively found of a very involved description."
The 'Lane pictures' are several dozen modern masterpieces collected by Hugh Lane between 1900 and 1915. Lane was seven years older than Joyce, the nephew of Lady Gregory (and thus half-Persse). He battled to donate them to a museum in Dublin.
FDV: "may have suggested whigging or the grand old whig in person when falsesighted by the wouldbe burglar, a tory of the tories, for there circulated pretty clearl freely the feeling that in so hibernating Earwicker was feeding on his own fat. Kate Strong, a widow, did all the scavenging in good King Charles' days but she cleaned sparingly and her statement was that,"
4DV: "may have suggested incarnate whiggery or even the grand old whig himself in the flesh when falsesighted by the wouldbe burglar, a tory of the tories, for there then circulated pretty freely the feeling that in so hibernating Earwicker was secretly feeding on his own fat. Kate Strong, a widow, did all the scavenging from good King Charles golden days down but she cleaned only sparingly and her statement was that,"
FDV: "The other spring offensive seems to have been all quite by accident. All conditions were drawn into the conflict, some for lack of proper feeding, others already carving honble. careers for themselves and, if emaciated, the person garotted may have suggested whigging"
4DV: "The other spring offensive may have come about all quite by accident.
From both camps (granted at once for the sake of argument that men on
both sides had grand ideas) all conditions were drawn into the conflict,
some for lack of proper feeding, others already caught in the act of
carving honourable careers for self and family, and, if emaciated, the
person garotted may have suggested incarnate whiggery"
He afterwards
{whaanever his blaetther began to fail off him
and his rough bark was wholly husky
and, stoop by stoop, he neared it (wouldmanspare!)} ["it"?? death?]
carefully lined
"(insteppen, alls als hats beliefd!) additional useful councils public with hoofd offdealings which were welholden of ladykants te huur out"
Dutch: all aboard, please... [officials?] were pleased with beds for hire?
FDV: "This he blasted and then lined the result with bricks & mortar, encouraging the public bodies to present him over & above that with a stone slab."
4DV: "This grave he blasted with a landmine and carefully lined the result with bricks
and mortar, encouraging the same and other public bodies to present him over and
above that with a stone. Coffins, windingsheets, cinerary urns and any kind of
funeral bric a brac would naturally follow in the ordinary course."
GJS has traced a baffling long insertion to a WWI memoir about jerryrigging mortar shells for use as landmines:
"he invented a means of
converting the remainder of the large 'Dumezil' torpedoes [named after a Gen. Dumezil]
into electrical contact land mines, [enemy closes circuit, triggering explosives]
by means of tins of ammonal, lashed to the sides [to amplify small electric trigger]
of the aerial torpedoes,
and trip wires to contact pieces [tripping the wire causes a contact, closing circuit]
into electric batteries...
Ordered by Brigadier down from
bombing post
in German strong point to conduct two tanks up"
Joyce's VI.B3 jottings turn the explosive 'ammonal' into ammonia:
"convert torpedos into
electrical contact land mines
by tins of ammonia, lashed to sides
of aerial torpedoes
trip wiring to contact pieces
into electric batteries...
bombing post"
During insertion this lost all mechanical logic:
"This grave he blasted with a landmine [landmines are hidden weapons]
exploded from a bombing post
of 1400 feet [landmine converted back to mortarshell??]
in his aerial torpedo [adding fins?]
contacted with the expectant minefield [flying shell hits hidden explosives?]
by tins of ammonia lashed to her sides [in the minefield, not flying]
and fused to trip wires [flying shell trips wire?]
playing down into the ground battery fuseboxes" [confusing fuses?]
"openly damned and blasted by means of a hydromine,
system Sowan and Beltiny, [FW2's revisions]
exploded from a reinvented T.N.T. bombingpost
up ahoy of eleven hundred and thirtytwo wingrests (circiter) to sternboord
out of his aerial thorpeto, Auton Dynamon,
contacted with the expectant minefield
by tins of improved ammonia lashed to her shieldplated gunwale
and fused into tripup cables,
slipping through tholes and
playing down from the conning tower into the ground battery fuseboxes"
"the formation... of a truly criminal class stratum" is this a geological metaphor for purifying and isolating the wordwounder's descendants in prison?
FW2 restores "eliminating from the oppidump much desultory delinquency from all classes and masses" (straining to defecate, too)
Dublin coat of arms
"as a forescut, so you maateskippey might to you cuttinrunner on a neuw pack of klerds"
Dutch: as an advance maybe a new suit?
phrase not restored in FW2: "...Donwahu!) amid the anfractuosities of which the remains of an epileptic
were to have been laid to rest as soon as he was regarded as dead but
which nobody living had ever been man enough to dig still less to occupy"
FDV: "his cherished idea being the formation, as in more favoured climes, of a truly criminal class, thereby eliminating much general delinquency from all classes & masses. The coffin was to come in handy later & in this way. A number of public bodies presented him a grave which nobody had been able to dig much less to occupy, it being all rock. This"
4DV: "his most cherished of all ideas being the formation, as in more favoured climes, of a truly criminal stratum, thereby at last eliminating much general delinquency from all classes and masses. The coffin was to come in handy later. This is the how of that. A number of public bodies made him a present of a grave in a fair state of repair which nobody had ever been able to dig much less occupy. This grave"
it may be, tots wearsense full a naggin in twentyg have sigilposted what in our brievingbust, that...
It may be, we moest ons hasten selves te declareer it, that...
It may be, we habben to upseek a bitty door our good township's courants want we knew't, that...
"tots wearsense full a naggin in twentyg have sigilposted what in our brievingbust"
Dutch: until we meet again the 29 have mailed something via the mailbox?
"we moest ons hasten selves te declareer it" = we hasten to add
"we habben to upseek a bitty door our good township's courants want we knew't"
Dutch: we have to check the local paper to be sure?
"Zijnzijn" might be a bell for the chambermaid/shoeshine boy, but variants are almost always associated with the verse in the Ballad about the Magazine Wall: [fweet-22]
13.14 By the mausolime wall. Fimfim fimfim. With a grand funferall. Fumfum fumfum.
48.15 the zitherer of the past with his merrymen all, zimzim, zimzim.
58.13 Have a ring and sing wohl! Chin, chin! Chin, chin!
75.08 Zeepyzoepy, larcenlads! Zijnzijn Zijnzijn!
116.18 near a makeussin wall (sinsin! sinsin!) and the curate one who brings strong waters (gingin! gingin!)
262.26 So let Bacchus e'en call! Inn inn! Inn inn!
294.24 Abraham Bradley King? (ting ting! ting ting!) By his magmasine fall. Lumps, lavas and all.
310.02 a magazine battery (called the Mimmim Bimbim
314.12 Where the muddies scrimm ball. Bimbim bimbim. And the maidies scream all. Himhim himhim.
331.30 (in imageascene all: whimwhim whimwhim)
334.24 On the mizzatint wall. With its chromo for all, crimm crimms.
437.10 for the fads of your weak abdominal wall and your liver asprewl, vinvin, vinvin
500.05 — Zinzin. Zinzin.
553.24 with a magicscene wall (rimrim! rimrim!)
560.15 Lingling, lingling. Be their maggies in all.
615.31 It's margarseen oil. Thinthin thinthin.
Since 'zijn' is Dutch for 'to be' or 'we are' it also echoes mishe/tauf [fweet-31] = 'I am'/'you are'
"a bitty door" is a clear example of disguised parts-of-speech: the Dutch preposition 'door' is masquerading as a noun, so the noun 'bitty' is mistaken for an adjective, needing careful rhythmic emphasis to disambiguate
shamiana:
[Twillby! Twillby!] pathetic heroine's name spoken as she dies (this really seems improbable in context, it sounds more like a prophetic chorus)
FW1: mercy to providential benevolence's who hates prudencies' astuteness FW2: mercy to providential benevolence's (who hates prudencies) astuteness
presumably this dynasty will bring him disgrace?
FDV: "With deepseeing insight he may have prayed in silence that his wordwounder might become the first of a long dynasty"
4DV: "It may be that with his deepseeing insight (had not wishing been but good time wasted) H.C.E. prayed all that time in silence that his wordwounder might become the first of a distinguished dynasty"
