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FDV: "so she made a plan, this mischiefmaker, the like of it now you never heard. What plan. Tell me quickly! What the mischief did she do? Well she borrowed a bag, a mailbag, from one of her sons, Shaun the Post, and then she went & made herself up. O, I can't tell you. It's too funny. Here, sit down, go easy, be quiet. Tell me slowly. Take your time. Breathe deeply. That's the way. Slowlier. She first let her hair loose and down to her heels it flowed and then she washed herself from crown to sole with bogwater and mudsoap"

FDV2: "so she made a plan, this mischiefmaker, the like of it now you never heard. What plan. Tell me quickly! What the mischief did she do? Well she borrowed a bag, a mailbag, from one of her sons, Shaun the Post, and then she went & made herself up. O, God of gigglers, I can't tell you. It's too funny. O, but you must. You must really. I'd give my chance of going to heaven to hear it all, every word. Here, sit down, go easy, be quiet. Tell me slowly. Take your time. Breathe deeply. That's the way. Slowlier. She first let her hair fall and down to her heels it flowed and then mothernaked she washed herself from crown to sole with bogwater and mudsoap and greased her keel with butterscotch and painted beautyspots {multiplied moles} on all her skin {all over little mary},"







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FDV: "I'm going on. Where did I stop? Don't stop. Go on, go on. Well after it was put in the papers everywhere ever you went you found his picture upside down"

FDV2: "I'm going on. Where did I stop? Don't stop. Go on, go on. Well after it was put in the papers everywhere ever you went on and every bungh bung ever you dropped into or wherever you scoured the countryside you found his picture upside down or the cornerboys burning his guy"

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[♬in birdsong and shearingtime]


FDV: "freckled cheek. {O wasn't he the bold priest! O wasn't she the naughty Livia? Naughtynaughty is her name. Two lads in breeches went through her before that, before she had a hair to hide & ere that again she was licked by a hound while doing her pee, sweet and simple, on the side of a hill in the summertime but first of wall & worst of all she ran down through a gap when the nurse was alseep & fell & wriggled under a cow.} Why was she freckled? How long was her hair? O go on, go on, go on! I mean about what you know. I know what you mean."

FDV2: "freckled cheek. O wasn't he the bold priest! O wasn't she the naughty Livia? Naughtynaughty is her name. Two lads in their breeches went through her before that, Jack {Barefoot} Byrne & Billy Wade, before she had a hint of hair there to hide & ere that again she was licked by a hound while doing her pee, sweet and simple, on the side of a hill in the shearing time but first of all & worst of all she ran through a gap when the nurse was alseep & fell before she found her stride & wriggled under a cow. But why was she freckled? How long was her hair then? O go on, go on, go on! I mean about what you know. I know what you mean."

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FDV: "Wicklow, the garden of Erin, before she ever thought she'd end in Humphreystown & she with a landleaper, well on the wane. Was it, was it? Where in Wicklow? Tell me where, the very first time! There was a holy hermit there near Luggelaw. [...] one day in July and so young & shy she looked he put his two hands in her flowing hair, that was rich red like the brown bog and he couldn't help, thirst was too hot for him, he cooled his lips time after time again at Anna Livia's"

FDV2: "Wicklow, the garden of Erin, before she ever dreamt she'd end in the barleyfields & pennylands of Humphreystown & lie with a landleaper, well on the wane. Was it, was it? Are you sure? Where in Wicklow? Tell me where, the very first time! I will if you listen. You know the glen there near Luggelaw. Well once there dwelt [...] one day in June in smiling mood and so young & shy & so limber she looked he plunged both of his blessed hands up to his wrists in her flowing hair, that was rich red like the brown bog and he couldn't help it, thirst was too hot for him, he cooled his lips kiss after kiss at Anna Livia's"

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FDV: "She must have been a gadabout in her day, so she must. So she was, you bet. Tell me, tell me who was the 1st? She says herself she never knew who he was or what he did or when he crossed her. She was a young thin pale slip of a thing then & he was a heavy lurching Carraghman {as strong as an oak down in Kildare} that first fell across her. You're wrong there. You're all wrong. It was ages before in the county"

FDV2: "She must have been a gadabout in her day, so she must. So she was, you bet. Tell me, tell me how did she come through all her fellows, who was the 1st that ever burst? That's a thing I always wish to know. She says herself she hardly knew who he was or what he did or when he crossed her. She was a young thin pale slip of a thing then & he was a heavy lurching Carraghman as strong as the oaks there used to be that time in killing Kildare that first fell across her. You're wrong there. You're all wrong. It was ages & miles before that in the county"


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FDV: "{How does it go? Well, listen now. I want a new backside badly, bedad I do, For the one I have is worn out sitting down waiting for the old Dansker to wake up & shout like he used to. Is there any old chap 'd give a soft job I wonder for washing his shirts for him now that we're run out of everything? Only my bed is so warm as it smells it's up I'd be & off with me to the Bull of Clontarf to get the air of the bay & the seawind up my hole.} O go on & tell me more. Tell me every single thing. I want to know every single thing. Well, now comes the childer's part. How many childer has she at all? God only knows. I hear she has 111. A hundred & how? They did well to call her Plurabelle. O my! Such a flock!"

FDV2: "How does it go? Well, listen now. By earth & heaven but I want a brandnew backside badly, bedad and I do, and a plump one {plumper} at that. For the putty affair I have is worn out so it is sitting down doing nothin {yawning} & waiting for my old Dane the dodder dodderer my frugal key of the pantry larder, my hump of the camel {much altered camel's hump}, my jointspoiler, my maymoon's honey, my faithful {true fool to the last} Decemberer, to wake up out of his dumps {doze} & shout at me {me down} like he used to. Is there any lord of the manor at all 'd give a pound or two I wonder for washing his socks for him now that we're run out of meat & milk? Only for my bed is so as warm as it smells it's up I'd leap & off with me to the Bull of Clontarf to get the kind air of Dublin bay & the race of the seawind up my hole. O go on & tell me more. Tell me every little bit. I want to know every single thing. Well, now comes the childer's part. How many childer has she at all? I can't rightly tell you that. God only knows. I hear she has 111. She can't remember half their names. A hundred & how? They did well to christen her Plurabelle. O my! Such a flock! "

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[Phoebe, dearest, tell, O tell me]



FDV: "And do you know what she started singing then? You'll never guess. Tell me. Tell me. I loved you better than you knew. Ah, go to God, is it Anna Livia? As God is my judge. And then she'd go & stand in the door and every servant girl that passed she'd make a sign to step inside. You don't say! I do! I do! Calling them all & holding up a half a crown & showing them how to bill & coo. Well, of all the things ever I heard! A half a crown to any girl to sit & make fun in Humpy's lap!"

FDV2: "And do you know what she started singing then like a water gluck? You'll never guess. Tell me. Tell me. I loved you better than you knew & calling to him down the feedchute: Hello ducky, please don't die, and letting on to rave about the old songs of his long ago from over the holm, High hellsker saw ladies do {hen} smoke a pigger, the powder pouring off her nose. Ah, go to God, is it Anna Livia? As God is my judge. And then she'd trot down & stand in the door and every servant girl that went the road she'd make her a sign to step inside by the sallyport. You don't say the sallyport! I did! I do! Calling them all and dancing legging a jig or two to show them how to shake their benders & how to show what's out of sight & {all} the way of a maid with a man, cuddle & squiggle & bill & coo, & making a kind of a (cackling} noise like half a crown & holding up a silver coin shiner. Well, of all the things ever I heard! To any girl at all of playful ways of no matter what sex A half a crown a go to sit & have fun in Humpy's lap! And what about the rhyme she made up? O that? Tell me that. I'm dying down off my feet until I hear."

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