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on the land of behest； even from Horeb and from Nebo and from Pisgah and from the Horns of Hatten unto a land flowing with milk and money。 But thou hast suckled me with a bitter milk： my moon and my sun thou hast quenched for ever。 And thou hast left me alone for ever in the dark ways of my bitterness： and with a kiss of ashes hast thou kissed my mouth。 This tenebrosity of the interior； he proceeded to say； hath not been illumined by the wit of the septuagint nor so much as mentioned for the Orient from on high which brake hell's gates visited a darkness that was foraneous。 Assuefaction minorates atrocities （as Tully saith of his darling Stoics） and Hamlet his father showeth the prince no blister of bustion。 The adiaphane in the noon of life is an Egypt's plague which in the nights of prenativity and postmortemity is their most proper ubi and quomodo。 And as the ends and ultimates of all things accord in some mean and measure with their inceptions and originals； that same multiplicit concordance which leads forth growth from birth acplishing by a retrogressive metamorphosis that minishing and ablation towards the final which is agreeable unto nature so is it with our subsolar being。 The aged sisters draw us into life： we wail； batten； sport； clip； clasp； sunder； dwindle； die： over us dead they bend。 First saved from water of old Nile； among bulrushes； a bed of fasciated wattles： at last the cavity of a mountain； an occulted sepulchre amid the conclamation of the hillcat and the ossifrage。 And as no man knows the ubicity of his tumulus nor to what processes we shall thereby be ushered nor whether to Tophet or to Edenville in the like way is all hidden when we would backward see from what region of remoteness the whatness of our whoness hath fetched his whenceness。
Thereto Punch Costello roared out mainly Etienne chanson but he loudly bid them lo； wisdom hath built herself a house； this vast majestic longstablished vault； the crystal palace of the Creator all in applepie order； a penny for him who finds the pea。
Behold the mansion reared by dedal Jack；
See the malt stored in many a refluent sack；
In the proud cirque of Jackjohn's bivouac。
A black crack of noise in the street here； alack； bawled； back。 Loud on left Thor thundered： in anger awful the hammerhurler。 Came now the storm that hist his heart。 And Master Lynch bade him have a care to flout and witwanton as the god self was angered for his hellprate and paganry。 And he that had erst challenged to be so doughty waxed pale as they might all mark and shrank together and his pitch that was before so haught uplift was now of a sudden quite plucked down and his heart shook within the cage of his breast as he tasted the rumour of that storm。 Then did some mock and some jeer and Punch Costello fell hard again to his yale which Master Lenehan vowed he would do after and he was indeed but a word and a blow on any the least colour。 But the braggart boaster cried that an old Nobodaddy was in his cups it was muchwhat indifferent and he would not lag behind his lead。 But this was only to dye his desperation as cowed he crouched in Horne's hall。 He drank indeed at one draught to pluck up a heart of any grace for it thundered long rumblingly over all the heavens so that Master Madden； being godly certain whiles； knocked him on his ribs upon that crack of doom and Master Bloom； at the braggart's side spoke to him calming words to slumber his great fear； advertising how it was no other thing but a hubbub noise that he heard； the discharge of fluid from the thunderhead； look you； having taken place； and all of the order of a natural phenomenon。
But was young Boasthard's fear vanquished by Calmer's words？ No； for he had in his bosom a spike named Bitterness which could not by words be done away。 And was he then neither calm like the one nor godly like the other？ He was neither as much as he would have liked to be either。 But could he not have endeavoured to have found again as in his youth the bottle Holiness that then he lived withal？ Indeed not for Grace was not there to find that bottle。 Heard he then in that clap the voice of the god Bringforth or； what Calmer said； a hubbub of Phenomenon？ Heard？ Why； he could not but hear unless he had plugged up the tube Understanding （which he had not done）。 For through that tube he saw that he was in the land of Phenomenon where he must for a certain one day die as he was like the rest too a passing show。 And would he not accept to die like the rest and pass away？ By no means would he and make more shows according as men do with wives which Phenomenon has manded them to do by the book Law。 Then wotted he nought of that other land which is called Believe…on…Me； that is the land of promise which behoves to the king Delightful and shall be for ever where there is no death and no birth neither wiving nor mothering at which all shall e as many as believe on it？ Yes； Pious had told him of that land and Chaste had pointed him to the way but the reason was that in the way he fell in with a certain whore of an eyepleasing exterior whose name； she said； is Bird…in…the…Hand and she beguiled him wrongways from the true path by her flatteries that she said to him as； Ho； you pretty man； turn aside hither and I will show you a brave place； and she lay at him so flatteringly that she had him in her grot which is named Two…in…the…Bush or； by some learned； Carnal Concupiscence。
This was it what all that pany that sat there at mons in Manse of Mothers the most lusted after and if they met with this whore Bird…in…the…Hand （which was within all foul plagues； monsters and a wicked devil） they would strain the last but they would make at her and know her。 For regarding Believe…on…Me they said it was nought else but notion and they could conceive no thought of it for； first； Two…in…the…Bush whither she ticed them was the very goodliest grot and in it were four pillows on which were four tickets with these words printed on them； Pickaback and Topsyturvy and Shameface and Cheek by Jowl and； second； for that foul plague Allpox and the monsters they cared not for them； for Preservative had given them a stout shield of oxengut and； third； that they might take no hurt neither from Offspring that was that wicked devil by virtue of this same shield which was named Killchild。 So were they all in their blind fancy； Mr Cavil and Mr Sometimes Godly； Mr Ape Swillale； Mr False Franklin； Mr Dainty Dixon； Young Boasthard and Mr Cautious Calmer。 Wherein； O wretched pany； were ye all deceived for that was the voice of the god that was in a very grievous rage that he would presently lift his arm and spill their souls for their abuses and their spillings done by them contrariwise to his word which forth to bring brenningly biddeth。
So Thursday sixteenth June Patk。 Dignam laid in clay of an apoplexy and after hard drought； please God； rained； a bargeman ing in by water a fifty mile or thereabout with turf saying the seed won't sprout； fields athirst； very sadcoloured and stunk mightily； the quags and tofts too。 Hard to breathe and all the young quicks clean consumed without sprinkle this long while back as no man remembered to be without。 The rosy buds all gone brown and spread out b