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CHAPTER II

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In long lassoes from the Cock lake the water flowed lull, covering green-goldenly lagoons of sand, rising, flowing. My ashplant[1]will float away. I shall wait. No, they will pass on, passing chafing against the low rocks, swirling, passing. Better get this job over quick. Listen: a fourworded wavespeech: seesoo, hrss, rsseeiss ooos.[2] Vehement breath of waters amid seasnakes, rearing horses, rocks. In cups of rocks[3] it slops: flop, slop, slap: bounded in barrels. And, spent, its speech ceases. It flows purling, widely flowing, floating foampool,[4] flower unfurling.Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidlyand sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats,[5] in whisperingwater swaying and upturning coy silver fronds.[6] Day by day: nightby night: lifted, flooded and let fall. Lord, they are weary: and,whispered to, they sigh. Saint Ambrose[7] heard it, sigh of leaves andwaves, waiting, awaiting the fullness of their times, diebus ac noctibus iniursia patiens ingemiscit. [8] To no end gathered:[9] vainlythen released, forth flowing, wending back: loom of the moon.[10]Weary too in sight of lovers, lascivious men, a naked woman shining in her courts, she draws a toil of waters.

Five fathoms[11] out there. Full fathom five thy father lies.[12]Atone he said. Found drowned. High water at Dublin bar.[13] Driving before it a loose drift of rubble,[14] fanshoals of fishes,[15] silly shells. A corpse rising saltwhite from the undertow,[16]bobbing[17] landward, a pace a pace a porpoise.[18] There he is. Hook it quick. Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor.[19] We have him. Easy now.

Bag of corpsegas sopping in foul brine,[20] A quiver of minnows,[21] fat of a spongy titbit.... God becomes man becomes fish becomes barnacle goose[22] becomes featherbed mountain.[23] Dead breaths I living breathe, tread dead dust, devour a urinous offal[24] from all dead. Hauled stark over the gunwale[25] he breathes upward the stench of his green grave, his leprous nosehole snoring to the sun.

A seachange this brown eyes saltblue.[26]Seadeath, mildest of all deaths known to man. Old Father Ocean. Prix de Paris: [27] beware of imitations. Just you give it a fair trial. We enjoyed ourselves immensely.

Come. I thirst. Clouding over. No black clouds anywhere, are there? Thunderstorm. Allbright he falls, proud lightning of the intellect,[28] Lucifer, dico, qui nescit occasum. [29] No. My cockle hat and staff[30] and his my sandal shoon.[31] Where? To evening lands. Evening will find itself.

He took the hilt of his ashplant, lunging with it softly, dallying still. Yes, evening will find itself in me, without me. All days make their end. By the way next when is it? Tuesday will be the longest day. Of all the glad new year, mother, the rum tum tiddledy tum.[32] Lawn Tennyson,[33] gentleman poet. Gia. [34]

(J. Joyce, Ulysses, Paris 1930, pp. 48-50)

 


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