Sunday, November 2, 2014

Page 246 (11.29-64) "Goodgod... head, over the"


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Goodgod henev erheard inall.

cf T&I5: "That mouth of mandibles vowed to pure beauty promptly elocutionised to her a favourite lyrical bloom bellclear in iambic decasyllabic hexameter: —Rollon thoudeep andamp anddark blueo ceanroll!"

trot?



Deaf bald Pat brought pad knife took up.



A moonlight nightcall: far: far.

oboe:


I feel so sad. P.S. So lonely blooming.

mp3:

'Last rose'


Listen!



The spiked and winding cold seahorn. Have you the? Each and for other plash and silent roar.



Pearls: when she. Liszt's rhapsodies. Hissss.

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You don't?



Did not: no, no: believe: Lidlyd. With a cock with a carra.



Black.



Deepsounding. Do, Ben, do.




Wait while you wait. Hee hee. Wait while you hee.

mp3:


But wait!



Low in dark middle earth. Embedded ore.

Rheingold:


cf p232: "Born all in the dark wormy earth, cold specks of fire, evil lights shining in the darkness. Where fallen archangels flung the stars of their brows. Muddy swinesnouts, hands, root and root, gripe and wrest them."

double bass:


Naminedamine. Preacher is he.

mp3:

'Croppy boy'


All gone. All fallen.

mp3:


Tiny, her tremulous fernfoils of maidenhair.

triangle?


Amen! He gnashed in fury.

mp3:


Fro. To, fro. A baton cool protruding.



Bronzelydia by Minagold.



By bronze, by gold, in oceangreen of shadow. Bloom. Old Bloom.



One rapped, one tapped, with a carra, with a cock.




Pray for him! Pray, good people!

mp3:


His gouty fingers nakkering.

castanets:


Big Benaben. Big Benben.

Big Ben bells:


Last rose Castile of summer left bloom I feel so sad alone.

mp3:


Pwee! Little wind piped wee.

piccolo?


True men. Lid Ker Cow De and Doll. Ay, ay. Like you men. Will lift your tschink with tschunk.


'clink'


Fff! Oo!



Where bronze from anear? Where gold from afar? Where hoofs?



Rrrpr. Kraa. Kraandl.



Then, not till then. My eppripfftaph. Be pfrwritt.

fart:


Done.



Begin!



Bronze by gold, Miss Douce's head by Miss Kennedy's head, over the

real people?


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