Saturday, February 22, 2014

Page 170

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"twelve blocks one bob" the context requires 'block' to be some (as yet unidentified) unit of currency [fweet-37]

[not for jo!]
[♬ when pappa papared the harbour]

  1. when the heavens are rocking → when the heavens are quakers
  2. when other lips → when Bohemeand lips [Bohemian Protestants?]
  3. when the fair land of Poland → when he is a gnawstick [gnostic] and detarmined to
  4. when those angel faces smile → when the angel of death kicks the bucket of life
  5. when the wine is in → when the wine's at witsends
  6.  → when lovely wooman stoops to conk him
  7. when father papered the parlour → when pappa papared the harbour
  8.  → when he yeat ye abblokooken and he zmear hezelf zo zhooken
  9. when you are old & grey & full of tears → when you are old I'm grey fall full wi sleep
  10. when we were boys → when wee deader walkner
  11. when you come down the vale → when he is just only after having being semisized
  12. enim imposuit manus episcopas fecit illum altissimis sacerdotem [And the bishop made ​​him put his hands high priest?] → when yea, he hath no mananas
  13. when pigs begin to fly → when dose pigs they begin now that they will flies up intil the looft





0DV: "when is a man not a man? [...] So low was he that he preferred Lazenby's tinned salmon to the plumpest roeheavy lax or frisky troutlet to be gaffed between Leixlip & Island bridge & he said no fresh pineapple ever tasted like the chunks in Heinz's cans. [...] None of your nice bloody beefsteaks or juicy legs of melting mutton or fat belly bacon or greasy gristly pigs' feet or slice upon slice of luscious goose bosom with lump upon lump of rich stuffing swamping grand brown gravy for him."

Lazenby's

1DV: "when is a man not a man? [...] So low was he that he preferred Lazenby's teatime tinned salmon inexpensive while pleasing to the plumpest roeheavy lax or frisky troutlet to be gaffed between Leixlip & Island bridge & many was the time he said no fresh pineapple ever tasted like the chunks in Heinz's cans. [...] None of your long & thick bloody beefsteaks or juicy legs of melting mutton or fat belly bacon or greasy gristly pigs' feet or slice upon slice of luscious goose bosom with lump after lump of rich stuffing swamping in grand brown gravy for him."

FDV2: "asked his brothers & sisters the first riddle of the universe: When is a man not a man?: offering a prize of a crabapple to the winner. One said when the heavens are rocking, another said when other lips, a third said when the fair land of Poland, the next one said when those angel faces smile, still another said when the wine is in, one of the youngest said when father papered the parlour, still one said when you are old & grey & full of tears, and still another when we were boys, & another when you come down the vale, another et enim imposuit manus episcopas fecit illum altissimis sacerdotem & one when pigs begin to --. All were wrong, he said. So Shem took the cake, the correct solution being: when he is a sham. Shem was a sham and a low sham & his lowness was plain from the first in foodstuffs. So low was he that he preferred Lazenby's teatime salmon tinned, as inexpensive as pleasing, to the plumpest roeheavy lax or friskiest troutlet that ever was gaffed between Leixlip & Island Bridge & many was the time he said no fresh pineapple ever tasted like the chunks in Heinz's cans. None of your inchthick blueblooded beefsteaks or juicejelly legs of molten mutton or greasilygristly pigs' feet or slice upon slab of luscious goose bosom with lump after load of plumpudding stuffing in a swamp of bogbrown gravy for him."

FDV3: "asked of his brethren & sisters the first riddle of the universe: When is a man not a man?: offering a prize of a crabapple to the winner. One said when the heavens are rocking, a second said when other lips, a third said when the fair land of Poland, the next one said when those angel faces smile, still another said when the wine is in, one of the youngest said when father papered the parlour, still one said when you are old & grey & full of sleep, and still another when we were boys, & another when you come down the vale, another et enim imposuit manus episcopas fecit illum altissimis sacerdotem & one when pigs begin to fly. All were wrong, he said. So Shem took the cake himself, the correct solution being: when he is a sham. Shem was a sham and a low sham & his lowness came out first in foodstuffs. So low was he that he preferred Lazenby's teatime salmon tinned, as inexpensive as pleasing, to the plumpest roeheavy lax or friskiest troutlet that ever was gaffed between Leixlip & Island Bridge & many was the time he said no fresh pineapple ever tasted like the chunks in Heinz's cans. None of your inchthick blueblooded beefsteaks or juicejelly legs of molten mutton or greasilygristly pigs' feet or slice upon slab of luscious goose bosom with lump after load of plumpudding stuffing in a swamp of bogbrown gravy for him."


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Friday, February 21, 2014

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"Hairwire" is (likely) another allusion to a catchphrase whose significance for Joyce is uncertain. The simplest version is "There's hair" or "There's hair like wire" which was a musichall catchphrase, sometimes "There's hair like wire coming out of the Empire" which may have been a song about the belles of the Empire Theatre.

WS Sonnet 130: "If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head." [vs complimentary 'golden wires'?]
'wiry hair' usually refers to black people or breeds of dog

There's an early, apparently-very-bawdy Scots lyric collected by Robert Burns "There's Hair On't" which seems to allude to pubic hair and conquest. (she's too young if there's no hair yet?)

It can be pronounced DURZ-UR, or There's 'air.

also There's a girl with a lot of hair (so what?)
"There's hair on baldy!" (derisive, of men)
There's hair like wire (long and stiff??? surely less attractive than long and soft!?)

"hair like wire frizz like fire" (said by mother brushing daughter's hair)

"...Misconduct of society belle. Norman W. Tupper, wealthy Chicago contractor, finds pretty but faithless wife in lap of officer Taylor. Belle in her bloomers misconducting herself, and her fancyman feeling for her tickles and Norman W. Tupper bouncing in with his peashooter just in time to be late after she doing the trick of the loop with officer Taylor.
-- O jakers, Jenny, says Joe, how short your shirt is!
-- There's hair, Joe, says I. Get a queer old tailend of corned beef off of that one, what?" [U-Cyclops] (I guessed 'hair of the dog')

I could see 'short shirt' as meaning 'how young you are' but Jenny's a married society belle, right?

004.10 "their's hayair"
069.08 "Dair's Hair"
149.28 "where's hairs"
169.04 "Hairwire" (haywire?)
289.09 "Derzherr, live wire, fired Benjermine Funkling outa th'Empyre"
514.09-.10 "hellfire club kicked out... Thereswhere" ?
516.14 "bear's hairs like fire bursting out of the Ump pyre"
628.12 "There's where." (5 lines from end, so very important: puberty?)

lark's eye
"a trio of barbels"

1 eye halfopen → 1 halfopen eye → an ⅛ of an eye → an eighth of a larkseye
1 arm → one numb arm up a sleeve
42 hairs on his head → 42 hairs on his crown → 42 hairs to his crown → fortytwo hairs off his uncrown
17 on upper lip → 18 on his upper lip → 18 from his upper lip → eighteen to his mock lip [why 18 not 17?]
5 on chin → 5 on his chin → 5 from his chin → a trio of barbels from his megageg chin
 → the wrong shoulder high → the wrong shoulder high than the right → the wrong shoulder higher than the right
3 teeth → 3 teeth, all ears → all ears
no feet → not a foot to stand on
10 thumbs → 5 thumbs → a handful of thumbs
½ a buttock → 2 fifths of a buttocks → 2 fifths of 2 buttocks → two fifths of two buttocks
½ & ½ a testicle → a testicle & a half → a stone & a half → one gleetsteen avoirdupoider for him [so does ''avoirdupoider" echo "1½"?]



Hayman's FDV goes into extra detail this time:

0DV: "Shem is short for Shemus as Jim is for Jacob. Originally of respectable connections his back life simply won't stand being written about. Cain - Ham (Shem) - Esau - Jim the Penman wellknown for violent abuse of self & others. lives in inkbottlehouse. boycotted, local publican refuse to supply books, papers, ink, foolscap, makes his own from dried dung sweetened with spittle (ink) writes universal history on his own body (parchment) hospitality, all drunk & rightly indignant. 1 eye halfopen, 1 arm, 42 hairs on his head, 17 on upper lip, 5 on chin, 3 teeth, no feet, 10 thumbs, ½ a buttock, ½ & ½ a testicle, - - when is a man not a man? A forger, can imitate all styles, some of his own. 1st copies of most original masterpieces slipped from his pen Sings hymn: lingua mea calamus scribae, veliciter scribentis."
[Latin Psalms: My tongue is the pen of a scribe writing swiftly]

1DV: "Shem is short for Shemus as Jim is jokey for Jacob. Afew are found still who say that Originally of respectable connections his back life simply won't stand being written about. Cain - Ham (Shem) - Esau - Jim the Penman wellknown for violent abuse of self & others. lives at expense of ratepayers in haunted inkbottlehouse infested with the raps the worst, it is believed, in the western word for pure filth. boycotted, local publican refuse to supply books, papers, synthetic ink, foolscap, makes his own from dried dung sweetened with spittle (indelible ink) writes universal history on his own body (parchment) hospitality, all drunk & rightly indignant. 1 eye halfopen, 1 arm, 42 hairs on his head, 17 on upper lip, 5 on chin, the wrong shoulder high than the right, 3 teeth, all ears, no feet, 5 thumbs, ½ a buttock, ½ & ½ a testicle, - - when is a man not a man? A forger, can imitate all styles, some of his own. 1st copies of most original masterpieces even the most venerated impostures were not spared slipped from his plagiarist pen Sings hymn: Lingua mea calamus scribae, veliciter scribentis."

FDV2: "Shem is as short for Shemus as Jim is joky for Jacob. A few are still found who say that originally he was of respectable connections ([...] was among his cousins) but every honest to goodness man in the land knows that his back life will not stand being written about. Putting truth and lies together some shot may be made at how this hybrid actually looked. His bodily makeup, it seems, included 1 halfopen eye, 1 arm, 42 hairs on his crown, 18 on his upper lip, 5 on his chin, all ears, no feet, 5 thumbs, 2 fifths of a buttocks, a testicle & a half, --so that even Shem himself, when playing with words in the nursery"

FDV3: "Shem is as short for Shemus as Jim is joky for Jacob. A few toughnecks are still found scattered who say that originally very originally he was of respectable connections ([...] was among his cousins) but every honest to goodness man in the land of today knows that his back life will not stand being written about. Putting truth and lies together some shot may be made at how this hybrid actually looked. His bodily getup, it seems, included an ⅛ of an eye, 1 arm, 42 hairs to his crown, 18 from his upper lip, 5 from his chin, the wrong shoulder higher than the right, all ears, no feet, a handful of thumbs, 2 fifths of 2 buttocks, a stone & a half, --so much so that in the very dawn of history even Shem himself seeing himself, when playing with words in his garden nursery"




mysteries:



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Thursday, February 20, 2014

[Yeats' Countess Cathleen]

1892: 1895: 1899 (this is when JAJ saw it performed; almost identical to 1895): 1907: 1912:

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FDV: "of word's laws, who never with himself was fed and leaves his soil and laves his head when his heart's in his highlows from wrisking the woe, if he came to my preach a proud purse-broken ranger, when the heavens were welling the spite of their spout to ask of a bite in our bark Noisdanger, would I had it meself and MacJeffet, two to one, lock him out? --ay! --- were my own heart brother, were he bred"

FDV2: "of word's laws, who never with himself was fed and leaves his soil and laves his head when his heart's in his highlows from whisking the woe, if he came to my preach a proud purse-broken ranger, when the heavens were welling the spite of their spout to beg for a bite in my bark Noisdanger, would meself and MacJeffet, two to one, lock him out? --ay! --- though were my own heart brother, were we bred"

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Wednesday, February 19, 2014

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FDV: "with an elusive Antonius who would seem a personal interest in chees of all chades while he has an antonine art of being rude like the boor. The Antonius-Burrus-Caseous equation may be said to be the qualis equivalent to the older talis on talis one. And this is why any fool you like to dress may be awfully green on one side and frightfully blue on the other which will not screen him from appearing in my eyes as a bloody blasted bleating blatant bloaten blooming blephorous idiot! No. I have now said it and what, if not the Word of Man, is Sacred. Ubi lingua nuncupassit ibi fas Adversus hostem semper sac! She that will not bear me preach let her be to thee as the hoyden and the impudent! That man that hoth not moses in his soul nor is not mused by the conquist"

FDV2: "with an elusive Antonius who would seem to hug a personal interest in refined chees of all chades while he wags an antomine art of being rude like the boor. The Antonius-Burrus-Caseous grouptriad may be said to equate the qualis equivalent with the older socalled talis on talis one. And this is why any simple fool you like to dress may be awfully green on one side and frightfully blue on the other which will not screen him from appearing in my eyes as a bloody blasted bleating blatant bloaten blooming blephorous idiot! No. I have now said it 12 tabular times and what, if not the Word of Man, is Sacred. Wrong Wing man in his wrong rong place right words in the right order. Ubi lingua nuncupassit ibi fas Adversus hostem semper sac! She that will not bare me preach let her be to thee as the hoyden and the impudent! That man that hoth no moses in his soul nor is not mused by the conquist"

mysteries:



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Tuesday, February 18, 2014

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FDV: "Margareena she's very fond of Burrus but, alick and alack! she velly fond of chee. The cleopatrician in her own right she complicates the position while Burrus and Caseous are contending for her mistery, by implicating herself"

FDV2: "Margareena she's very fond of Burrus but, alick and alack! she velly fond of chee. The important influence on everything of this eastasian import has not till now been fully favoured, but we can distinctly taste it here. I shall come back for more in a short space. A cleopatrician in her own right she complicates the position while Burrus and Caseous are contending for her misstery, by implicating herself"

mysteries:



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Sunday, February 16, 2014

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FDV: "are in mutuearly polarised. Positing two male poles, the one the pictor of the other and the other the ÓKÓTOΣ of the one, & looking around our we wofully want a female to focus and in this way, pleasantly, this cowrymaid introduces herself and So like that other son of a Kish who went out to found his father's ashes we come home gently on our asses to meet Margareen. O Margareen Sweet Margareen! I dream for thee sweet Margarine etc. etc."

FDV2: "are in mutuearly polarised. Positing two male poles, the one the pictor of the other and the other the ÓKÓTOΣ of the one, & looking around our so undistributed middle between males we wofully want a female to focus and in this way, pleasantly, this cowrymaid introduces herself at some precise hour which we shall agree to call zero and So like that other son of a Kish who went out to found his father's ashes we come home gently on our asses to meet Margareen. I cream for thee sweet Margarine etc. etc."

mysteries:



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FDV: ""

FDV2: ""

mysteries:



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