 section 42 of Ulysses this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org Ulysses by James Joyce episode 15 Cersei part 4 she crosses the threshold he hesitates she turns and holding at her hands draws him over he hops on the antlered rack of the hall hang a man's hat and waterproof bloom uncovers himself but seeing them frowns then smiles preoccupied a door on the return landing is flung open a man in purple shirt and gray trousers brown socked passes with an apes gate his bald head and goatee beard upheld hugging a full water jug jar his two-tailed black braces dangling at heels averting his face quickly bloom bends to examine on the hall table the spaniel eyes of a running fox then his lifted head sniffing follows Zoe into the music room a shade of mauve tissue paper dims the light of the chandelier round and round a moth flies colliding escaping the floor is covered with an oil cloth mosaic of jade and azure and cinnabar rhomboids footmarks are stamped over it in all senses heel to toe heel to hollow toe to toe feet locked a Morris of shuffling feet without body phantoms all in a scrimmage higgledy-piggledy the walls are tapestryed with a paper of you fronds and clear glades in the great is spread a screen of peacock feathers lynch squats cross-legged on the hearth rug of matted hair his cap back to the front with a wand he beats time slowly kitty rickets a bony pallid whore in navy costume dough skin gloves rolled back from a coral wristlet a chain purse in her hand sits perched on the edge of the table swinging her leg and glancing at herself in the gilt mirror over the mantelpiece a tag of her corset lace hangs slightly below her jacket lynch indicates mockingly the couple at the piano kitty coughs behind her hand she's a bit in basilic she signs with a waggling forefinger blam blam lynch lifts up her skirt and white petticoat with his wand she settles them down quickly respect yourself she hiccups then abends quickly her sailor hat under which her hair glows red with henna excuse Zoe more limelight Charlie she goes to the chandelier and turns the gas full cock kitty peers at the gas jet what ails it tonight lynch deeply enter a ghost and hobgoblins Zoe clap on the back for Zoe the wand in lynch's hand flashes a brass poker Steven stands at the piano on which sprawl his hat and ash plant with two fingers he repeats once more the series of empty fifths flurry Talbot a blonde feeble goose fat whore in a tattered emalian gown of mildewed strawberry lol's spread eagle in the sofa corner a limp forearm pendant over the bolster listening a heavy stye droops over her sleepy eyelid kitty hiccups again with a kick of her hoarse foot oh excuse Zoe promptly your boy's thinking of you tie a knot on your shift kitty rickets bends her head her bow uncoils slides glides over her shoulder back arm chair to the ground lynch lifts the curl the caterpillar on his wand she snakes her neck nestling Steven glances behind at the squatted figure with its cap back to the front Steven as a matter of fact it is of no importance whether Benedetto Marcello found it or made it the right is the poet's rest it may be an old hymn to Demeter or also illustrate coella and errant gloriam Domini it is susceptible of nodes or modes as far apart as hyperfrigian and mixolydian and of text so divergent as priests high hooping round David's that is Cersei's up what am I saying series is alter and David's tip from the stable to his chief bassoonist about the all-rightness of his almightiness may nom de nom that is another pair of trousers jeté la gomme focus in this surpass he stops points at Lynch's cap smiles laughs the cap with satin-ine spleen it is because it is woman's reason due Greek is Greek due extremes meet death is the highest form of life you remember fairly accurately all my errors boasts mistakes how long should I continue to close my eyes to disloyalty whetstone bar here's another for you he frowns the reason is because the fundamental and the dominant are separated by the greatest possible interval which which finish you can't interval which with an effort is the greatest possible ellipse consistent with the ultimate return the the octave which which outside the gramophone begins to Blair the holy city what went forth to the ends of the world to traverse not itself God the son Shakespeare a commercial traveler having itself traversed in reality itself becomes that stuff wait a moment wait a second dad that follows noise in the street self which in itself was ineluctably preconditioned to become eco Lynch with a mocking whinny of laughter grins at bloom and zoe higgins what a learned speech a zoe briskly court help your head he knows more than you have forgotten with a beast stupidity flurry Talbot regards Stephen flurry they say the last day is coming this summer kitty no zoe explodes in laughter great unjust God flurry offended well it was in the papers about antichrist oh my foot's tickling ragged barefoot newsboys jogging a wagtail kite patter past yelling stop press addition result of the rocking horse races see serpent in the royal canal safe arrival of the antichrist Stephen turns and sees bloom a time times and half a time Ruben I antichrist wandering Jew a clutching hand open on his spine stumps forward across his loins is slung a pilgrim's wallet from which protrude promissory notes and dishonored bills aloft over his shoulder he bears a long boat pole from the hook of which the sodden huddled mass of his only son saved from leafy waters hangs from the slack of its breeches a hobgoblin in the image of punch Costello hip shot crook backed hydrocephalic pronathic with receding forehead and alley sloper nose tumbles in somersaults through the gathering darkness all what the hobgoblin his jaws chattering capers to and fro gogling his eyes squeaking kangaroo hopping with outstretched clutching arms then all at once thrusts his lipless face through the fork of his size he whirls round and round with dervish howls he crouches juggling tiny roulette planets fly from his hands the planets rush together uttering crepitant cracks the planets buoyant balloons sail swollen up and away he springs off into vacuum flurry sinking into torpa crossing herself secretly the end of the world a female tepid effluvium leaks out from her nebulous obscurity occupies space through the drifting fog without the gramophone blares over coughs and feet shuffling jerusalem open your gates and see hozzana a rocket rushes up the sky and bursts a white star fills from it proclaiming the consummation of all things and second coming of Elijah along an infinite invisible tightrope taught from zenith to nadia the end of the world a two-headed octopus in ghillies kilt spusby and tartan filly bags whirls through the murk head over heels in the form of the three legs of man the end of the world with a scotch accent while dance the kill row the kill row the kill row over the possing drift and choking breath coughs Elijah's voice harsh as a corn creaks jars on high perspiring in a loose lawn surplus with funnel sleeves he is seen verger faced above a rostrum about which the banner of old glory is draped he thumps the parapet no yapping if you please in this booth jake crane creole sue dove campbell Abe Kirchner do your coughing with your mouse shut say I am operating all this trunk line boys do it now God's time is 12 25 tell mother you'll be there rush your order and you play a slick ace join on right here book through to eternity junction the nonstop run just one word more are you a god or a dog gone Clyde if the second advent came to Coney Island are we ready flurry correct Steven correct Zoe correct a bloom correct kitty correct lynch correct it's up to you to sense it's up to you to sense that cosmic force have we cold feet about the cause most no beyond the side of the angels be a prism you have that something within the higher self you can rub shoulders with Jesus a gautama and Ingersoll are you all in this vibration I say you are you once novel that congregation and a buck joy ride to heaven becomes a back number you got me it's a life right now sure it's the hottest stuff ever was it's the whole pie with jam in just the cutest snappy is blind out it is immense super sumptuous it restores it vibrates I know and I'm some vibrate joking apart and getting down to bed rock a J. Christa though we and the harmonial philosophy have you got that okay 77 West 69th Street got me that's it you call me up by a son phone any old time Bumbuzers save your stamps he shouts now then our glory song all join heart a Lee in the singing encore he sings the gramophone drowning his voice the disc rasps gratingly against the needle the three whores covering their ears squawk Elijah in rolled up shirtsleaves black in the face shouts at the top of his voice his arms uplifted big brother up there mr. president you hear what I done just been saying to you certainly I sort of believe strong and you mr. president I certainly am thinking now miss Higgins and miss Ricketts got religion way inside them certainly seems to me I don't never see no wooser scared female than the way you been miss Flory just now as I done see you mr. president you come along and help me save our sisters dear he wings at his audience our mr. president he twigged the whole lot and he ain't saying nothing kitty Kate I forgot myself in a week moment I aired and did what I did on Constitution Hill I was confirmed by the bishop and enrolled in the Brown Scapular my mother's sister married a Montmorency it was a working plumber was my ruination when I was pure Zoe Fanny I let him layer up it into me for the fun of it Flory Teresa it was in consequence of a port wine beverage on top of the Hennessy's three-star I was guilty with Whelan when he slipped into the bed Stephen in the beginning of the world in the end of the world without end blessed be the eight Beatitudes the Beatitudes Dixon Madden Crawford's Costello Lenny and Bannon Mulligan and Lynch in white surgical students gowns for abreast goose stepping tramp fist past in noisy marching the Beatitudes incoherently mere beef battle dot Bible buzzin and Barnum Bishop Leicester in Quaker grey knee breeches and broad rimmed hat says discreetly he is so friend I need not mention names see though the light he corantos by best enters in hairdressers attire shinily laundered his locks in curlpapers he leads John Eglinton who wears a Mandarin's kimono of Nankeen yellow lizard lettered and a hyper go to hat best smiling lifts the hat and displays a shaven pole from the crown of which bristles a pigtail to pay tied with an orange topknot I was just beautifying him down to know a thing of beauty down to know Yates says or I mean Kate says John Eglinton produces a green capped dark lantern and flashes it towards a corner with carping accent aesthetics and cosmetics are for the border I'm out for truth plain truth for a plain man tundra he wants the facts and means to get them in the cone of the searchlight behind the coal scuttle Olaf holy eyed the bearded figure of Marnanan McLeer broods chin on knees he rises slowly a cold sea wind blows from his druid mouth about his head writhe eels and elvres he is encrusted with weeds and shells his right hand holds a bicycle pump his left hand grasps a huge crayfish by its two talons Marnanan McLeer with a voice of waves the artion of the gods a cult's commander of homey's trismegistos with a voice of whistling sea wind who are you know I won't my leg just been said by be aware the left with a cry of stormbirds shakti shiva dark hidden father he smites with his bicycle pump the crayfish in his left hand on its cooperative dial glow the 12 signs of the zodiac he wails with the vehemence of the ocean I am the light of the homestead I am the dreamery creamery butter a skeleton Judas hand strangles the light the green light wanes to move the gasjet wails whistling Zoe runs to the chandelier and croaking her leg adjusts the mantle who has a fag as I'm here Lynch tossing a cigarette onto the table here Zoe her head perched aside in mock pride is that the way to hand the pot to a lady she stretches up to light the cigarette over the flame twirling it slowly showing the brown tufts of her armpits Lynch with his poker lifts boldly a side of her slip bear from her garter's up her flesh appears under the sapphire a Nixie's green she puffs calmly at her cigarette can you see the beauty spot of my behind I'm not looking no makes sheep's eyes you wouldn't do a less thing would you suck a lemon squinting in mock shame she glances with sidelong meaning at bloom then twists around towards him pulling her slip free of the poker blue fluid again flows over her flesh bloom stands smiling desirously twirling his thumbs kitty rickets licks her middle finger with her spittle and gazing in the mirror smooths both eyebrows Lipotee veer ag basilico gramate shoots rapidly down through the chimney flu and struts two steps to the left on gawky pink stilts he is sausage into several overcoats and wears a brown Macintosh under which he holds a roll of parchment in his left eye flashes the monocle of cashel boil o'connor Fitz Morris Tisdall Farrell on his head is perched an Egyptian shent to quills project over his ears virag heels together bows my name is virag lipotee of some but telly he coughs thoughtfully dryly promiscuous nakedness is much in evidence hereabouts a inadvertently her back view revealed the fact that she's not wearing those rather intimate garments of which you are a particular devotee the injection mark on the thigh I hope you perceived good bloom grand papachi but virag number two on the other hand she of the cherry rouge and coiffurs white whose hair owes not a little to our tribal elixir of gopher wood is in walking costume and tightly stays by her sit I should have pine backbone in front so to say correct me but I always understood that the act so performed by skittish humans with glimpses of lingerie appeal to you in virtue of its exhibitionisticity in a word hippogriff am I right she is rather lean absolutely not unpleasantly well observed and those pannier pockets of the skirt and slightly pegged top effect are devised to suggest bunchiness of hip a new purchase at some monster sale for which a gull has been mocked meritorious finery to deceive the eye observe the attention to details of dust specs never put on you tomorrow what you can wear today parallax with a nervous twitch off his head did you hear my brain go snap polysyllabax bloom an elbow resting in a hand a forefinger against his cheek she seems sad hoax cynically his weasel teeth beard yellow draws down his left eye with a finger and barks hoarsely beware of the flapper and bogus mournful lily of the alley all possessed bachelor's button discovered by Rualus Columbus tumble her colombo her chameleon more genially well then permit me to draw your attention to item number three there is plenty of her visible to the naked eye observe the mass of oxygenated vegetable matter on the her skull what oh she bumps the ugly duckling of the party long casted and deep in keel bloom regretfully when you come out without your gun we can do you all brands mild medium and strong pay your money take your choice how happy could you be with either with Liam look his tongue up curling her beam is broad she is coated with quite a considerable layer of fat obviously mammal in weight of bosom you remark that she has in front well to the fore two protuberances are very respectable dimensions inclined to fall in the noonday soup plate while on her air lower down are two additional protuberances suggestive of potent erectum and tumescent for palpation which leave nothing to be desired save compactness such a fleshy parts are the product of careful nurture when co-op fattened their livers reach an elephantine size pellets of new bread with fenugreek and gum and jammin swamped down by potions of green tea endow them be during their brief existence with natural pin cushions of quite colossal blubber that suits your book a flesh hot spots of Egypt to hanker after wallow in it like a podium his throat twitches slap bang there he goes again the style I dislike the rag arches his eyebrows contact with a gold ring they say argumentum ad feminine as we said in old Rome and ancient Greece in the consul ship of Diplodocus and if the Cecil soros for the rest eaves sovereign remedy not for sale higher only Huguenot he twitches it is a funny sound he coughs encouragingly hmm but possibly it is only a wart I presume you shall have remembered what I will have taught you on that head wheat and meal with honey and nutmeg bloom reflecting wheat and meal with like a podium in syllabax this searching ordeal it has been an unusually fatiguing day a chapter of accidents wait I mean warts blood spreads warts you said fear egg severely his nose hard humped his side eye winking stop twirling your thumbs and have a good old thunk see you have forgotten exercise your menemo technique la causa a Santa aside he will surely remember rosemary also did I understand you to say or willpower over parasitic tissues then they know I have no inkling the touch of a dead hand cures nem no I say so excitedly I say so Ian so technique he taps his parchment roll energetically mm-hmm this book tells you how to act with all descriptive particulars consult index for agitated fear of aconite melancholy of muriatic pre-apic pulsatilla the rag is going to talk about amputation our old friend the caustic they must be starved snip off with horse hair under the dendon neck but to change the venue to the bulgar and the basque have you made up your mind whether you like or dislike women in male happy limits with a dry snigger you intended to devote an entire year to the study of the religious problem and the summer months of 1886 to square the circle and win that million Pomegranata from a sublime to the rickus is just a step pajamas let us say or stocking yet gusseted knickers closed or put we the case those complicated combinations can be knickers he crows derisively kidding you kidding kidding bloom surveys uncertainly the three whores then gazes at the veiled mauve light hearing the ever-flying moth I wanted then to have now concluded nightdress was never hence this but tomorrow is a new day will be past was is today what now is will then morrow as now was be passed yesterday fear ag prompts in a pigs whisper insects of the day spend their brief existence in a reiterated coalition lured by the smell of the inferiorly pocretutinous female possessing extend if I had pudendal nerve in dorsal region pretty ball his yellow parrot beak gables nasally they had a proverb in the carpathons in or about the year five thousand five hundred fifty of our era one tablespoon full of honey will attract friend brewing more than half a dozen barrels of first-choice malt vinegar hmm bears a buzz above as a bees but of this apart another time we may resume we were very pleased we others he coughs and bending his brow rubs his nose thoughtfully with a scooping hand yeah you shall find that these night insects follow the light an illusion for remember their complex unadjustable eye for all these knotty points see the 17th book of my fundamentals of sexology or the love passion which dr. LB says is the book sensation of the year some to example there are again whose movements are automatic perceive that is his appropriate son night bird night son night he blows into plume's ear be or blue bottle two other day butting shadow on wall dazed self then me wandered dazed down shirt good job I fear ag his face impassive laughs in a rich feminine key splendid Spanish fly in his fly or mustard plaster on his dibble hmm he gobbles gluttonously with turkey wattles bubbly jock bubbly jock hmm where are we open sesame come at fourth he unrolls his parchment rapidly and reads his glow worms nose running backwards over the letters which he claws hmm hmm stay good friend I bring thee thy answer red bank oysters will shortly be upon us I'm the best to cook those succulent by valves may help us and the truffles of pedigore tubers dislodged through mr. omnivorous poker were unsurpassed in cases of nervous debility or virigitis though they stink yet they sting he wax his head with cackling railery jocular with my eyeglass in my ocula he sneezes almond bloom absently ocularly woman's by valve case is worse always open sesame the cloven sex why they fear vermin creeping things yet eve in the serpent contradicts not a historical fact obvious analogy to my idea serpents to our gluttons for woman's milk wind their way through miles of omnivorous force to suck succulent her breasts dry like those bubbly jocular roman matrons one reads of in elefant to lee isis virag his mouth projected in hard wrinkles eyes stonily for lawnly closed psalms in outlandish monotone that the cows with those distended others that they have been in the known I am going to scream I beg your pardon ah so he repeats spontaneously to seek out the sarian's lair in order to entrust their teats to his avid suction and milk's aphis profoundly instinct rules the world in life in death virag head askew arches his back and hunched wing shoulders peers at the moth out of blear bulged eyes points a horning claw and cries who's moth moth who's dear gerald dear dear that you oh dear he is daryl oh I much fear he shall be most badly burned will some pleasehy person not now impediment so catastrophic smith agitation of first-class table-numpkin he mews puss puss puss puss puss he sighs draws back and stares sideways down with drooping under jaw ah well well he doth rest turn on he snaps his jaws suddenly on the air the moth I'm a tiny tiny thing ever flying in the spring round and round a ringering long ago I was a king now I do this kind of thing on the wing on the wing bing he rushes against the mauve shade flapping noisily pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty petticoe from left upper entrance with two gliding steps henry flower comes forward to left front center he wears a dark mantle and drooping plumed sombrero he carries a silver stringed inlaid dulcimer and a long-stemmed bamboo jacob's pipe its clay bowl fashioned as a female head he wears dark velvet hose and silver buckled pumps he has the romantic saviour's face with flowing locks thin beard and moustache his spindle legs and sparrow feet are those of the tenor mario prince of candia he settles down his gofford ruffs and moistens his lips with a passage of his amorous tongue henry in a low dulcet voice touching the strings of his guitar there is a flower that blooming virag truculent his jowl set stares at the lamp grave bloom regards zoe's neck henry gallant turns with pendant due lap to the piano steven to himself play with your eyes shut imitate par filling my belly with husks of swine too much of this i will rise and go to my expect this is the steve thou art in a powerless way must visit old deezy or telegraph our interview of this morning has left on me a deep impression through our ages we'll write fully tomorrow i'm partially drunk by the way he touches the keys again minor chord comes now yes not much however al midano attifoni holds out a baton roll of music with vigorous moustache work flory sing us something loves old sweet song steven oh no voice i am a most finished artist lynch did i show you the letter about the loot flory smirking the bird that can sing and won't sing the symees twins philip drunk and philip soba two oxford dons with lawn mowers appear in the window embrace you both are masked with matthew arnold's face philip soba take a fool's advice all is not well work it out with the butt end of a pencil like a good young idiot three pounds twelve you got two notes one sovereign two crowns if youth but new moonies on v moonies or mare the moira larchets hollow street hospital berks hey i am watching you philip drunk impatiently ah bosh man go to hell i paid my way if i could only find out about octaves reduplication of personality who was it told me his name his lawnmower begins to purr ah ha yes zoe moves sas agapo have a notion i was here before when was it not atkinson his card i have somewhere mac somebody one mac i have it he told me about hold on swinburne was it no flory and the song steven spirit is willing but the flash is weak are you out of maynooth you're like someone i knew once out of it now to himself clever philip drunk and philip soba their lawnmowers purring with a rigadoon of grass homes clever ever out of it out of it by the by have you the book the thing the ash plant yes dare it yes clever ever out of it now keep in condition do like us zoe there was a priest down here two nights ago to do his bit of business with his coat buttoned up you needn't try to hide i says to him i know you've a roman carla virag perfectly logical from his standpoint fall of man harshly his pupils waxing to hell with the pope nothing new under the sun i am the virag who disclosed the sex secrets of monks and maidens why i left the church of rome read the priest the woman and the confessional penrose flippity jibbit he wriggles woman undoing with sweet purr to her belt of rush rope offers her almost eony to man's lingam short time after man presents woman with pieces of jungle meat woman shows joy and covers herself with feather skins man loves her yoni fiercely with big lingam the stiff one ah coactus volui then giddy woman will run about strong man grasps woman's wrist woman squeals bites sups men now fierce angry strikes woman's fat iagana he chases his tail he stops sneezes he worries his butt linch i hope you gave the good fader a penance knowing glorious for shooting a bishop zoe spouts walrus smoke through her nostrils he couldn't get a connection only you know sensation a dry rush bloom poor man zoe lightly only for what happened to him how virag a diabolic rictus of black luminosity contracting his visage cranes his scraggie neck forward he lifts a moon calf nozzle and howls ah fair fluk de groin he had a father forty fathers he never existed pig god he had two left feet he was judice yacha alibian eunuch the poached bastard he leans out on tortured forepaws elbows bent rigid his eye agonising in his flat skull neck and yelps over the mute world ah son of a whore uh pocalypse kitty and mary shortall that was in the lock with the pox she got from jimmy pigeon in the blue caps had a child often that couldn't swallow and was smothered with the convulsions in the mattress and we all subscribed for the funeral philip drunk gravely qui vous a mis dans cette fichu position philip philip sober gaily c'était la sacré pigeon philip kitty unpins her hat and sets it down calmly patting her henna hair and a prettier a daintier head of winsome curls was never seen on a whore's shoulders lynch puts on her hat she whips it off lynch laughs and to such delights as mechnikov inoculated antropoid apes flurry nods locomotorotaxi zoe gaily oh my dictionary lynch three wise virgins virag ague shaken profuse yellow spawn foaming over his bony epileptic lips she sold love filters white wax orange flower panther the roman centurion polluted her with his janitories he sticks out a flickering phosphorescent scorpion tongue his hand on his fork messiah he burst her tympanum with gibbering baboon's cries he jerks his hips in the cynical spasm ben jumbo dollard rubicand musclebound hairy nostril huge bearded cabbage-eared shaggy-chested chock-main fat-papped stands forth his loins and genitals tightened into a pair of black bathing bag slops then dollard knackering castanet bones in his huge padded paws yodels jovially in base barrel tone when love absorbs my ardent soul the virgins nurse callan and nurse quigley burst through the ringkeepers and the ropes and mob him with open arms the virgins gushingly big bin my tree a voice hold that fellow with the bad breeches bent dollard smites his thigh in abundant laughter hold him now henry caressing on his breast a severed female head murmurs thine heart mine love he plucks his lute strings when i first saw virag sloughing his skins his multitudinous plumage molting he yawns showing a coal black throat and closes his jaws by an upward push of his parchment roll after having said which i took my departure fair well fair thee well Henry flower combs his moustache and beard rapidly with a pocket comb and gives a cow's lick to his hair steered by his rapier he glides to the door his wild harp slung behind him virag reaches the door in two ungainly stilt hops his tail cocked and deftly claps sideways on the wall a puss yellow flybill butting it with his head the flybill k 11 post no wills strictly confidential doctor high frank's henry all is lost now virag unscrews his head in a trice and holds it under his arm virag's head exayant severally steven over his shoulder to zoe you would have preferred the fighting person who founded the Protestant error but beware antithinese the dog sage and the last end of area's heresiarchus the agony in the closet lynch all one and the same god to her steven devoutly and sovereign lord of all things flurry to steven i'm sure you're a spoiled priest or a monk lynch he is a cardinal's son steven cardinal sin monks of the screw his eminence simon steven cardinal deadless primate of all island appears in the doorway dressed in red suit and sandals and socks seven dwarf simian acolytes also in red cardinal sins uphold his train peeping under it he wears a battered silk hat sideways on his head his thumbs are stuck in his armpits and his palms outspread round his neck hangs a rosary of corks ending on his breast in a corkscrew cross releasing his thumbs he invokes grace from on high with large wave gestures and proclaims with bloated pomp conservators lies captured he lies in the lowest dungeon with molecules and chains around his limbs weighing upwards of three tons he looks at all for a moment his right eye closed tight his left cheek puffed out then unable to repress his merriment he rocks to and fro arms akimbo and sings with broad rollicking humor oh the poor little fellow his legs they were yellow he was plump fat and heavy and brisk as a snake put some bloody savage to grease his white cabbage he murdered nil fly to his Duke loving greek a multitude of midges swarms white over his robe he scratches himself with crossed arms at his ribs grimacing and exclaims i'm suffering the agony of the damned by the hokey fiddle thanks be to jesus those funny little chaps are not unanimous if they were they'd work me off the face of the bloody globe his head a slant he blesses curtly with four and middle fingers imparts the easter kiss and double shuffles off comically swaying his hat from side to side shrinking quickly to the size of his train bearers the dwarf acolytes giggling peeping nudging ogling easter kissing zigzag behind him his voice is heard mellow from afar merciful male melodious shall carry my heart to thee shall carry my heart to thee on the birth of the barmy night shall carry my heart to thee the trick door handle turns the zoe the devil is in that door a male form passes down the creaking staircase and is heard taking the waterproof and hat from the rack bloom starts forward involuntarily and half closing the door as he passes takes the chocolate from his pocket and offers it nervously to zoe zoe sniffs his hair briskly hmm thank you brother for the rabbits i'm very fond of what i like bloom hearing a male voice in talk with the whores on the doorstep pricks his ears if it were he after or because not or the double event zoe tears open the silver foil fingers was made before forks she breaks off and nibbles a piece gives a piece to kitty rickets and then turns kittenishly to lynch no objection to french lozenges he nods she taunts him have it now oh wait till you get it he opens his mouth his head cocked she whirls the prize in left circle his head follows she whirls it back in right circle he eyes her catch she tosses a piece with an adroit snap he catches it and bites it through with a crack kitty chewing the engineer i was with the bizarre don't have lovely ones full of the best liqueurs and the viceroy was there with his lady the gas we had on the toft's hobby horses i'm giddy still bloom in swengali's fur overcoat with folded arms and napoleonic forelock frowns in ventraloquial exorcism with piercing eagle glance towards the door then rigid with left foot advanced he makes a swift pass with impelling fingers and gives the sign of past master drawing his right arm downwards from his left shoulder go go go i conjure you whoever you are a male cough and tread a herd passing through the mist outside bloom's features relax he places a hand in his waistcoat posing calmly zoe offers him chocolate bloom solemnly thanks zoe do as your bid here a firm heel-clacking tread is heard on the stairs bloom takes the chocolate aphrodisiac tansy and pennyroyal but i bought it vanilla calms or mnemo confused light confuses memory red influences lupus colors affect women's characters any they have this black makes me sad eat and be merry for tomorrow he eats influence tastes too mauve but it is so long since i seems new afro that priest must come better late than never try truffles at andrew's end of section 42 section 43 of ulysses this is a libravox recording all libravox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit libravox.org ulysses by james joyce episode 15 sursey part five the door opens bella cohen a massive whore mistress enters she is dressed in a three-quarter ivory gown fringed round the hem with tasseled selvage and cools herself flirting a black horn fan like mini hawk in carmen on her left hand are wedding and keeper rings her eyes are deeply carboned she has a sprouting moustache her olive face is heavy slightly sweated and full-nosed with orange tainted at nostrils she has large pendant barrel eardrops bella my word i'm all of a muck sweat she glances around her at the couples then her eyes rest on bloom with hard insistence her large fan winnow's wind towards her heated face neck and ombom point her falcon eyes glitter the fan flirting quickly then slowly married i see bloom yes partly i have mislaid the fan half opening then closing and the mrs is master petticoat government bloom looks down with the sheepish grin that is so the fan folding together rests against her left eardrop have you forgotten me yes yo the fan folded a kimbo against her waist is me her was you dreamed before was then she him you are since new and all them and the same now we bella approaches gently tapping with the fan bloom wincing powerful being in my eyes read that slumber which women love the fan tapping we have met you are mine it is fate exuberant female cowed enormously i desiderate your domination i am exhausted abandoned no more young i stand so to speak with an unposted letter bearing the extra regulation fee before the too late box of the general post office of human life the door and window open at a right angle cause a draft of 32 feet per second according to the law of falling bodies i have felt this instant a twinge of sciatica in my left gluteal muscle it runs at our family poor dear papa a widower was a regular barometer from it he believed in animal heat a skin of tabby lined his winter waistcoat near the end remembering king david in the tsunami he shared his bed with ethos faithful after death a dog's spittle as you probably he winces pretty golding bag weighted passes the door mocking his catch best value in dub fed for princess liver and kidney the fan tapping all things end be mine now bloom undecided all now i should not have parted with my talisman rain exposure at do fall in the sea rocks a peccadillo at my time of life every phenomenon has a natural cause the fan points downwards slowly you may bloom looks downwards and perceives her unfastened boot lace we are observed the fan points downwards quickly you must bloom with desire with reluctance i can make a true black knot learned when i served my time and worked the mail order line for killets experienced hand every knot says a lot let me in courtesy i knelt once before today ah bella raises her gown slightly and steadying her pose lifts to the edge of a chair a plump buskin hoof and a full paston silk socked bloom stiff-legged aging bends over her hoof and with gentle fingers draws out and in her laces murmurs lovingly to be a shoe fitter in manfields was my love's young dream the darling joys of sweet button hooking to lace up criss-crossed to knee length the dressy kid footwear satin lined so incredibly impossibly small of Clyde road ladies even their wax model remonde i visited daily to admire her cobweb hose and stick of rhubarb toe as worn in paris the hoof smell my hot dough tight feel my royal wet bloom cross lacing too tight the hoof if you bungle handy andy i'll kick your football in not to lace the wrong islet as i did the night of the bizarre dance bad luck hooked in wrong tash of her uh person you mentioned that night she met now he knots the lace bella places her foot on the floor bloom raises his head her heavy face her eyes strike him in midbrow his eyes grow dull darker and pouched his nose thickens bloom mumbles awaiting your further orders we remain gentlemen bellow with a hard basilisk stare in a baritone voice hound of dishonor bloom infatuated empress bellow his heavy cheek chops sagging adorer of the adulterous rump bloom plaintively hugeness dung devourer bloom with sinews semi-flexed magma magnificence bellow down he taps her on the shoulder with his fan incline feet forward slide left foot one pace back you will fall you are falling on the hands down bloom her eyes upturned in the sign of admiration closing yaps truffles with a piercing epileptic cry she sinks on all fours grunting snuffling rooting at his feet then lies shamming dead with eyes shut tight trembling eyelids bowed upon the ground in the attitude of most excellent master bellow with bobbed hair purple gills fit moustache rings round his shaven mouth in mountaineer's putties green silver buttoned coat sports skirt and alpine hat with moorcock's feather his hands stuck deep in his breeches pockets places his heel on her neck and grinds it in footstool feel my entire weight bow bond slave before the throne of your dustbots glorious heels so glistening in their proud erectness bloom enthralled bleats i promise never to disobey bellow laughs loudly holy smoke you little know what's in store for you i'm the tartar to settle your little lot and break you in i'll bet kentucky cocktails all around i shame it out of you old son cheek me i dare you if you do tremble in anticipation of heel discipline to be inflicted in gym costume bloom creeps under the sofa and peeps out through the fringe zoe widening her slip to screen her she's not here bloom closing her eyes she's not here florie hiding her with her gown she didn't mean it mr bellow she'll be good sir kitty don't be too hard on her mr bellow sure you won't ma'am sir bellow coaxingly come ducky dear i want a word with you darling just to administer correction just a little hard to heart talk sweety bloom puts out her timid head there's a good girlie now bellow grabs her hair violently and drags her forward i only want to correct you for your own good on a soft safe spot how's that tender behind oh ever so gently pet begin to get ready bloom fainting don't tear my bellow savagely the nose ring the pliers the bastionado the hanging hawk the now i'll make out of you kiss while the flutes play like the newbie and slave of old you're in for it this time i'll make you remember me for the balance of your natural life his forehead veins swollen his face congested i shall sit on your ottoman saddleback every morning after my thumping good breakfast of masterson's fat ham rashers and a bottle of guineas's porter and suck the thumping good stock exchange cigar while i read the licensed vick shoulder's gazette very possibly i shall have you slaughtered and skewered in my stables and enjoy a slice of you with crisp crackling from the baking tin basted and baked like suckling pig with rice and lemon or current sauce it will hurt you he twists her arm bloom squeals turning turtle don't be cruel nurse don't bellow twisting another oh it's hell itself every nerve in my body aches like mad goodbye the rumping jumping general that's the best bit of news i've heard these six weeks here don't keep me waiting damn you he slapped her face you're after hitting me i'll tell pull them down girls till i squat on him zoe yes walk on him i will flory i will don't be greedy kitty no me lend them to me the brothel cook mrs kio wrinkled gray bearded in a greasy bib men's gray and green socks and brogues flower smeared a rolling pin stuck with raw pastry in her bare red arm and hand appears at the door mrs kio ferociously can i help they hold and pinion bloom bellow squats with a grunt on bloom's upturned face puffing cigar smoke nursing a fat leg oh i see keating clay is elected vice chairman of the richmond asylum and by the by guineas's preference shares are at 16 three quarters curse me for a fool that didn't buy that lot kregen gardener told me about just my infernal luck cursed and that goddamn outsider throw away a 21 he quenches his cigar angrily on bloom's ear where's that goddamn cursed ashtray bloom goaded buttock smothered oh oh monsters cruel one ask for that every 10 minutes beg pray for it as you never prayed before he thrusts out a figged fist and foul cigar here kiss that both kiss he throws a leg astride and pressing with horseman's knees calls in a hard voice g up a cock horse to bandbury cross i'll ride him for the eclipse steaks he bends sideways and squeezes his mounts testicles roughly shouting oh off we pop i'll nurse you in proper fashion he horse rides cock horse leaping in the saddle the lady goes a pace at pace and the coachman goes a truck to truck and the gentleman goes a gallop a gallop a gallop a gallop florie pulls at bellow let me on him now you had enough i asked before you zoe pulling at florie me me are you not finished with him yet bloom stifling can't well i'm not wait he holds in his breath curse it here this bungs about to burst he uncorks himself behind then contorting his features farts loudly take that he recorks himself yes by jingo 16 3 quarters bloom a sweat breaking out over him not man he sniffs woman bellow stands up no more blow hot and cold what you longed for has come to pass henceforth you are unmanned in mine in earnest a thing under the yoke now for your punishment frock you will shed your male garments you understand ruby cohen and down that shot silk luxuriously rustling over head and shoulders and quickly too silk mr said shrinks oh crinkly scrappy must i tip touch it with my nails as they are now so will you be points to his horse wigged singed perfume sprayed rice powdered with smooth shave and arm pits tape measurements will be taken next to your skin you will be laced with cruel force and device like corsets of soft dove cutil with whalebone bust to the diamond trimmed pelvis the absolute outside edge while your figure plumber than when at large will be restrained in net tight frocks pretty two ounce petticoats and fringes and things stamped of course with my house flag creations of lovely lingerie for alice and nice scent for alice alice will feel the pull pull martha and mary will be a little chilly at first in such delicate thigh casing but the frilly flimsiness of lace around your bare knees will remind you bloom a charming soubrette with dorby cheeks mustard hair and large male hands and nose leering mouth i tried her things on only twice a small prank in hullas street when we were hard up i washed them to save the laundry bill my own shirts i turned it was the purest thrift bellow jizz little jobs that made mother please day and showed off coquettishly in your domino at the mirror behind closed drawn blinds your unscured advise and headcoats udders and various poses of surrender a i have to laugh that second hand black upper top shift and short trunk led knotties i'll split up the stitches at her last rape that mrs miriam dandrade sold you from the shelburn hotel eight miriam black demie mondane it's christ almighty it's too tickling this you were a nice looking miriam when you clipped off your back gate hairs and lace mooning in the thing across the bed is mrs dandrade about to be violated by lieutenant smith smith mr philip augustus blockwell mp senior lachi daremo the robust tenor blue eyed bird the lift boy henry flurry of gordon bennett fame sered in the quadrant crosses the varsity wet bob eight from old trinity honto her splendid newfoundland and bob's dowager duchess of manor hamilton ha ha christ wouldn't have made a siamese cat laugh bloom her hands and features working it was jerald converted me to be a true corset lover when i was female impersonator in the high school play vice versa it was dear jerald he got that kink fascinated by sister stays now dearest jerald uses pinky grease paint and guilds' eyelids cult of the beautiful bellow with wicked glee beautiful give us a breather when you took your seat with womanish care lifting your billowy flounces on the smooth-worn throne science to compare the various joys we each enjoy earnestly and really it's better the position because often i used to wet no insubordination the sawdust is there in the quarter for you i gave you strict instructions didn't i do it standing sir i'll teach you to behave like a gentleman if i get a trace of your swaddles ha ha by the ass of the dorns you'll find i'm a martinette the sins of your past are rising against you many hundreds the sins of the past in a medley of voices he went through a form of clandestine marriage with at least one woman in the shadow of the back church unspeakable messages he telephoned mentally to me stunned at an address in dolier street while he presented himself indecently to the instrument in the call box by word indeed he frankly encouraged a nocturnal trumpet to deposit fecal and other matter in an unsanitary outhouse attached to empty premises in five public conveniences he wrote penciled messages offering his nuptial partner to all strong membered mains and by the offensively smelling vitriol works did he not pass night after night by loving courting couples to see if and what and how much he could see did he not lie in bed the gross bore gloating over a nauseous fragment of well-used toilet paper presented to him by a nasty harlot stimulated by gingerbread and a postal order was that the most revolting piece of obscenity in all your career of crime go the whole hog puke it out be candid for once mute inhuman faces throng forward leering vanishing gibbering boo loo whom poldy cock bootlaces a penny cassidy's hag blind stripling larry rhinoceros the girl the woman the whore the other the don't ask me our mutual faith pleasant street i only thought the half of the i swear on my sacred oath answer repugnant wretch i insist on knowing tell me something to amuse me smut or a bloody good ghost story or a line of poetry quick quick quick where how what time with how many i give you just three seconds one two three bloom docile gurgles i re re repugnose and re re repugnant oh get out you skunk hold your tongue speak when you're spoken to master bows mistress men tamer he lifts his arms his bangle bracelets fill bellow satirically by j u s l's and bat our smelling underclothes also when we ladies are unwell and swab out our latrines with dress pinned up and a dishclout tied to your tail won't that be nice he places a ruby ring on her finger and there now with this ring i the own say thank you mistress thank you mistress you will make the beds get my tub ready empty the piss pots in the different rooms including old miss keo's the cooks a sandy one i enrinsed the seven of them well minder lap it up like champagne drink me piping hot hop you will dance attendance or i'll lecture you on your missed deeds miss ruby and spank your barebot right well miss with a hairbrush you'll be taught the error of your ways at night your well-creamed bracelet at hands will wear 43 button gloves now powdered with talc and having delicately scented fingertips for such favors nights of old laid down their lives my boys will be no end charm to see you so lady like the colonel above all when they come here the night before the wedding to fondle my new attraction in gilded heels first i'll have a go at you myself a man i know on the turf named charles alberta marsh i was in bed with him just now and another gentleman out of the hanipa and petty bag office is on the lookout for a mate of all work in a short knock swell the bust smile droop shoulders what offers he points for that lot trained by owner to fetch and carry basket in mouth he bears his arm and plunges it elbow deep in blooms vulva there's fine depth for you what boys that give you a heart on he shoves his arm in a bidder's face here wet the deck and wipe it round a bidder a flower in dylan's lackey rings his handbell bang a voice one and eight pants too much charles alberta marsh must be version good breath clean bellow gives a wrap with his gavel two bar rock bottom figure and cheap at the price 14 hands high touch and examine his points handle him this downy skin these soft muscles these tender flesh and if i had only my gold piercer here and quite easy to milk three new laid gallons a day a pure stock gutter due to lay within the hour his sire's milk record was a thousand gallons of whole milk in 40 weeks whoa my jewel beg up whoa he brands his initial c on bloom's croop so warranted cohen what advanced on two bobs gentlemen a dark visaged man in disguised accent hundred pounds sterling voices subdued for the caliph haroon da rashid bellow gaily right let them all come this scanty daringly short skirt riding up at the knee to show a peep of white pantalette is a potent weapon and transparent stockings emerald gartered with the long straight seam trailing up beyond the knee appeal to the better instincts of the blase man about town learn the smooth mincing walk on four inch louis cons heels the grecian bend with provoking croop the thighs fluorescent knees modestly kissing bring all your powers of fascination to bear on them pander to their gamora and vices bloom bends his blushing face into his armpit and simpers with forefinger in mouth oh i know what you're hinting at now what else are you good for an impotent thing like you he stoops and peering pokes with his fan rudely under the fat suet folds of bloom's haunches up up manks cat what have we here where's your curly teapot gone to or who docked it on you cocky ollie sing birdie sing it's as limp as a boy of sixes doing his poolie behind a cart buy a bucket or sell your pump can you do a man's job echo street bellow sarcastically i wouldn't hurt your feelings for the world but there's a man of brawn in possession there the tables are turned by gay young fellow he is something like a full grown outdoor man well for you you moth if you had that weapon with knobs and lumps and warts all over it he shot his bolt i can tell you foot to foot knee to knee belly to belly buffs to breasts he's no eunuch a shock of red hair he has sticking out of him behind him like a fursapush wait for nine months my lad holy gender it's kicking and coughing up and down in our guts already that makes you wild donut touches the spot he spits in contempt spittoon i was indecently treated i informed the police hundred pounds unmentionable i would if you could lame duck a downpour we want not your drizzle to drive me mad maul i forgot forgive maul we uh still no leopold bloom always changed by women's will since you slept horizontal in sleepy hollow your night of 20 years return and see old sleepy hollow calls over the world rip then wink rip then wiggle bloom in tattered moccasins with a rusty fouling piece tiptoeing fingertipping his haggard bony bearded face peering through the diamond panes cries out i see her it's she the first night at matt dillon's but that dress the green and her hair has died gold and he oh that's your daughter you all with a mullinger student milley bloom fair haired green vested slim sandled her blue scarf in the sea wind simply swirling breaks from the arms of her lover and calls her young eyes wonder wide my it's papli but oh papli how old you've grown changed day our whatnot our writing table where we never wrote and hegerty's armchair our classic reprints of old masters a man and his men friends are living there in clover the cuckoo's rest why not how many women had you a following them up dark streets flat foot exciting them by your smothered grunts what you male prostitute blameless dames with parcels of groceries turnabout sauce for the goose by gander oh they i bellow cutting lee their heal marks will stamp the brussel at carpet you bought at ren's auction in their horseplay with mall the romp to find the buck flee in their breeches they will deface your little statue you carried home in the rain for art for art's sake they will violate the secrets of your bottom drawer pages will be torn from your handbook of astronomy to make them pipe spills and they will spit in your tensioning brass fender from hampton leadams ten and six the act of low scoundrels let me go i will return i will prove a voice swear bloom clenches his fists and crawls forward a bowie knife between his teeth as a paying guest or a kept man too late you have made your second best bed and others must lie in it your epitaph is written you are down and out and don't you forget it old bean justice all ireland versus one has nobody he bites his thumb die and be damned to you if you have any sense of decency or grace about you i can give you a rare old wine that'll send you skipping to hell and back sign a will and leave us any coin you have if you have none see you dan will get it steal it rob it we'll bury you in our shrubbery jakes where you'll be dead and dirty with old chuck corn my step-nephew i married the bloody old gaudy procurator in sonomite with a crick in his neck and my mother 10 or 11 husbands whatever the buggers names were suffocated in the one cesspool he explodes in a loud flemmy laugh will manure you mr flower he pipes scoffingly bye bye poldy bye bye poppy bloom clasps his head my willpower memory i have sinned i have suff he weeps tearlessly bellow sneers cry baby crocodile tears bloom broken closely veiled for the sacrifice sobs his face to the earth the passing bell is heard dark shawl figures of the circumcised in sackcloth and ashes stand by the wailing wall m shellomowitz joseph goldwater moses herzog harris rozenberg m moisel j githron mini watchman p mastianski the reverend leopold ebramovich chasen with swaying arms they wail in numer over the recreational bloom the circumcised in dark guttural chant as they cast dead sea fruit upon him no flowers voices sighing ah so he's gone ah yes yes indeed bloom never heard of him no queer kind of chat there's the widow that's so ah yes from the sooty pyre the flame of gum camfire ascends the pool of incense smoke screens and disperses out of her oak frame a nymph with hair unbound lightly clad in tea brown art colors descends from her grotto and passing under interlacing use stands over bloom the use their leaves whispering sister our sister the nymph softly mortal kindly nay does not weepest bloom crawls jellyly forward under the boughs streaked by sunlight with dignity dispositions i felt it was expected of me force of habit the nymph mortal you found me an evil company high kick is coasters picnic makers pugilists popular generals immoral panda boys in flesh tights and nifty shimmy dances la aurora and carini musical act the hit of the century i was hidden in cheap pink paper that smelt of rock oil i was surrounded by the stale smut of clubmen stories to disturb callow youth ads for transparency trued up dice and bust pads proprietary articles and why wear a toss with testimonial from ruptured gentleman useful hints to the married bloom lifts a turtle head towards her lap we have met before on another star the nymph sadly rubber goods never rip brand a supply to the aristocracy corsets for men i cure feats or money refunded and solicited testimonials for professor waldman's wonderful chestach's huber my bust development for interest in three weeks reports mrs. gus rublin with photo you mean photo bits i do you bore me away framed me in oak and tinsel set me above your marriage couch unseen one summer eve you kissed me in four places and with loving pencil you shaded my eyes my button and my shame bloom humbly kisses her long hair your classic curves beautiful immortal i was glad to look on you to praise you a thing of beauty almost a prey during dark nights i heard your praise yes yes you mean that i sleep reveals the worst side of everyone children perhaps accepted i know i fell out of bed or rather was pushed steel wine is said to cure snoring for the rest there is that english invention pamphlet of which i received some days ago incorrectly addressed it claims to afford a noiseless inoffensive vent he sighs ah it was ever thus frailty thy name is marriage the nymph her fingers in her ears any words they are not in my dictionary you understood them the use the nymph covers her face with her hands what have i not seen in that chamber what must my eyes look down on i know apologetically soiled personal linen wrong side up with care the quits are loose from jabalter by long sea long ago the nymph bends her head worse worse bloom reflects precociously that antiquated commode it wasn't her weight she scaled just eleven stone nine she put on nine pounds after weaning it was a crack and want of glue eh and that absurd orange keyed utensil which has only one handle the sound of a waterfall is heard in bright cascade the use mingling their bows listen whisper she's right our sister we grew up a perlifuka waterfall we give shade on langress summer days john wise nolan in the background in irish national foresters uniform doff's his plumed hat prosper give shade on langress days trees of Ireland the use murmuring who came the perlifuka with the high school excursion who left his nut questing classmates to seek our shade bloom scared high school of pula nemno not in full possession of faculties concussion run over by tram the echo bloom pigeon breasted bottle shouldered padded in nondescript juvenile gray and black striped suit too small for him white tennis shoes bordered stockings with turnover tops and a red school cap with badge i was in my teens a growing boy a little then suffice the jolting car the mingling odors of the ladies cloakroom and lavatory the throng penned tight on the old royal stairs for they love crushes instinct of the herd and the dark sex smelling theater unbridled vice even a price list of their hosiery and then the heat there were sunspots that summer end of school and tipsy cake halcyon days halcyon days high school boys in blue and white football jerseys and shorts master donald turnbull master abraham chatterton master oin goldberg master jack meredith master persie apjohn stand in a clearing of the trees and shout to master leopold bloom the halcyon days mackerel loose again hooray they cheer hooray bloom hobbledy hoy warm-gloved mama muffled starred with spent snowballs struggles to rise again i feel 16 what a lark that ring all the bells in montague street he cheers feebly hurrah for the high school the echo food the use rustling cheers right our sister whispered whispered kisses are heard in all the wood faces of hammer dryads peep out from the bowls and among the leaves and break blossoming into bloom who profaned our silent shade the nymph coily through parting fingers there the open air the use sweeping downward sister yes and on our verdant sword the waterfall the nymph with wide fingers oh infamy bloom i was precocious youth the fauna i sacrificed to the god of the forest the flowers that bloom in the spring it was pairing time capillary attraction is a natural phenomenon luddy clark flaxenhaired i saw at her night toilette through ill-closed curtains with poor popper's upper glasses the wanton ate grass wildly she rolled downhill at rialto bridge to tempt me with her flow of animal spirits she climbed their crooked tree and i a saint couldn't resist it the demon possessed me besides who saw staggering bob a white polled calf thrusts a ruminating head with humid nostrils through the foliage large teardrops rolling from his prominent eyes snivels me me easy simply satisfying a need i with pathos no girl would when i went girling too ugly they wouldn't play high on ben haath through rhododendrons a nanny goat passes plump uddered but detailed dropping currents the nanny goat bleats me me bloom hatless flushed covered with burrs of thistle down and coarse spine regularly engaged circumstances altered cases he gazes intently downwards on the water 32 head over heels per second press nightmare giddy elysia fall from cliff sad end of government printers clerk through silver silent summer air the dummy of bloom rolled in a mummy rolls roteatingly from the lion's headcliff into the purple waiting waters the dummy mummy blops far out in the bay between bailey and kish lights the erin's king sails sending a broadening plume of cold smoke from her funnel towards the land councillor nannetti alone on deck in dark alpaca yellow kite faced his hand in his waistcoat opening declaims when my country takes her place among the nations of the earth then and not till then let my epitaph be written i have done the nymph loftily we immortals as you saw today have not such place and no hair there either we are stone cold and pure we eat electric light she arches her body in the civius crispation placing her forefinger in her mouth spoke to me heard from behind how then could you bloom pouring the heather abjectly oh i have been a perfect pig enemas too i have administered one third of a pint of quassia to which add a tablespoon full of rock salt up the fundament ha with hamilton long syringe the lady's friend in my presence the powder puff she blushes and makes a knee and the rest bloom dejected yes pakavi i have paid homage to that living altar where the back changes name with sudden fervor for why should the dainty scented jeweled hand the hand that rules figures wind serpenting in slow woodland pattern around the tree stems kooeying the voice of kitty in the thicket show us one of them cushion the voice of florie here a grouse wings clumsily through the underwood the voice of lynch in the thicket pew pipe in heart the voice of zoe from the thicket came from a hot place the voice of virag a bird chief blue streaked and feathered in war panoply with his asa guy striding through a crackling cane break over beech mast and acorns hot hot where's sitting bull bloom it overpowers me the warm impress of her warm form even to sit where a woman has sat especially with diversicated thighs as though to grant the last favors most especially with previously well uplifted white sateen coat pans so womanly full it fills me full the water form the use sister speak the nymph eyeless in nuns white habit coiff and huge winged wimple softly with remote eyes tranquilla convent sister agatha mount camel the apparitions of knock and lordus no more desire she reclines her head sighing only the ethereal where dreamy creamy gala waves over the water stall bloom half rises his back trouser button snaps the button two sluts of the coom dance rainily by shawl yelling flatly oh look hold off the pin of drawers he didn't know what to do to keep it up to keep it up bloom coldly you have broken the spell the last straw if there were only ethereal where would you all be postulants and novices shy but willing like an ass pissing the use their silver foil of leaves precipitating their skinny arms aging and swaying deciduously the nymph her features hardening gropes in the folds of her habit so collage to attempt my virtue a large moist stain appears on her robe sorry my innocence you are not fit to touch the garment of a pure woman she clutches again in her robe wait satan you'll see no more love sauce amen amen amen amen she draws a poignard and clad in the sheath mail of an elected night of nine strikes at his loins neekam bloom starts up seizes her hand hoy nimbercotta cat anine lives fair play madam no pruning knife the fox in the grapes is it what do you lack with your barbed wire crucifix not thick enough he clutches her veil a holy abbot you want or brophy the lame gardener or the spoutless statue of the water carrier or good mother alfonsus a renard the nymph with a cry flees from him unveiled her plaster cast cracking a cloud of stench escaping from the cracks pulley bloom calls after her as if you didn't get it on the double yourselves no jerks and multiple mucosities all over you i tried it your strength our weakness what's our stud fee what will you pay on the nail you fee men dancers on the riviera i read the fleeing nymph raises a keen hey i have 16 years of black slave labor behind me and would a jury give me five shillings elemony tomorrow a fool someone else not me he sniffs rut onions stale sulfur grease end of section 43