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Miss Martha Clifford
c/o P。 O。
Dolphin's barn lane
Dublin。
Blot over the other so he can't read。 Right。 Idea prize titbit。 Something detective read off blottingpad。 Payment at the rate of guinea per col。 Matcham often thinks the laughing witch。 Poor Mrs Purefoy。 U。 p。： up。
Too poetical that about the sad。 Music did that。 Music hath charms Shakespeare said。 Quotations every day in the year。 To be or not to be。 Wisdom while you wait。
In Gerard's rosery of Fetter lane he walks； greyed…auburn。 One life is all。 One body。 Do。 But do。
Done anyhow。 Postal order stamp。 Postoffice lower down。 Walk now。 Enough。 Barney Kiernan's I promised to meet them。 Dislike that job。 House of mourning。 Walk。 Pat！ Doesn't hear。 Deaf beetle he is。
Car near there now。 Talk。 Talk。 Pat！ Doesn't。 Settling those napkins。 Lot of ground he must cover in the day。 Paint face behind on him then he'd be two。 Wish they'd sing more。 Keep my mind off。
Bald Pat who is bothered mitred the napkins。 Pat is a waiter hard of his hearing。 Pat is a waiter who waits while you wait。 Hee hee hee hee。 He waits while you wait。 Hee hee。 A waiter is he。 Hee hee hee hee。 He waits while you wait。 While you wait if you wait he will wait while you wait。 Hee hee hee hee。 Hoh。 Wait while you wait。
Douce now。 Douce Lydia。 Bronze and rose。
She had a gorgeous； simply gorgeous； time。 And look at the lovely shell she brought。
To the end of the bar to him she bore lightly the spiked and winding seahorn that he； George Lidwell； solicitor； might hear。
Listen！ she bade him。
Under Tom Kernan's ginhot words the acpanist wove music slow。 Authentic fact。 How Walter Bapty lost his voice。 Well； sir； the husband took him by the throat。 Scoundrel； said he。 You'll sing no more lovesongs。 He did； sir Tom。 Bob Cowley wove。 Tenors get wom。 Cowley lay back。
Ah； now he heard； she holding it to his ear。 Hear！ He heard。 Wonderful。 She held it to her own and through the sifted light pale gold in contrast glided。 To hear。
Tap。
Bloom through the bardoor saw a shell held at their ears。 He heard more faintly that that they heard； each for herself alone； then each for other； hearing the plash of waves； loudly； a silent roar。
Bronze by a weary gold； anear； afar； they listened。
Her ear too is a shell； the peeping lobe there。 Been to the seaside。 Lovely seaside girls。 Skin tanned raw。 Should have put on coldcream first make it brown。 Buttered toast。 O and that lotion mustn't forget。 Fever near her mouth。 Your head it simply。 Hair braided over： shell with seaweed。 Why do they hide their ears with seaweed hair？ And Turks their mouth； why？ Her eyes over the sheet； a yashmak。 Find the way in。 A cave。 No admittance except on business。
The sea they think they hear。 Singing。 A roar。 The blood is it。 Souse in the ear sometimes。 Well； it's a sea。 Corpuscle islands。
Wonderful really。 So distinct。 Again。 George Lidwell held its murmur； hearing： then laid it by； gently。
What are the wild waves saying？ he asked her； smiled。
Charming； seasmiling and unanswering Lydia on Lidwell smiled。
Tap。
By Larry O'Rourke's； by Larry； bold Larry O'； Boylan swayed and Boylan turned。
From the forsaken shell Miss Mina glided to her tankard waiting。 No； she was not so lonely archly Miss Douce's head let Mr Lidwell know。 Walks in the moonlight by the sea。 No； not alone。 With whom？ She nobly answered： with a gentleman friend。
Bob Cowley's twinkling fingers in the treble played again。 The landlord has the prior。 A little time。 Long John。 Big Ben Lightly he played a light bright tinkling measure for tripping ladies； arch and smiling； and for their gallants； gentlemen friends。 One： one； one； one： two； one； three； four。
Sea； wind； leaves； thunder； waters； cows lowing； the cattle market； cocks； hens don't crow； snakes hissss。 There's music everywhere。 Ruttledge's door： ee creaking。 No； that's noise。 Minuet of Don Giovanni he's playing now。 Court dresses of all descriptions in castle chambers dancing。 Misery。 Peasants outside。 Green starving faces eating dockleaves。 Nice that is。 Look： look； look； look； look； look： you look at us。
That's joyful I can feel。 Never have written it。 Why？ My joy is other joy。 But both are joys。 Yes； joy it must be。 Mere fact of music shows you are。 Often thought she was in the dumps till she began to lilt。 Then know。
M'Coy valise。 My wife and your wife。 Squealing eat。 Like tearing silk。 When she talks like the clapper of a bellows。 They can't manage men's intervals。 Gap in their voices too。 Fill me。 I'm warm； dark； open。 Molly in qui est homo： Mercadante。 My ear against the wall to hear。 Want a woman who can deliver the goods。
Jog jig jogged stopped。 Dandy tan shoe of dandy Boy Ian socks skyblue clocks came light to earth。
O； look we are so！ Chamber music。 Could make a kind of pun on that。 It is a kind of music I often thought when she。 Acoustics that is。 Tinkling。 Empty vessels make most noise。 Because the acoustics； the resonance changes according as the weight of the water is equal to the law of falling water。 Like those rhapsodies of Liszt's； Hungarian； gipsyeyed。 Pearls。 Drops。 Rain。 Diddle iddle addle addle oodle oodle。 Hiss。 Now。 Maybe now。 Before。
One rapped on a door； one tapped with a knock； did he knock Paul de Kock； with a loud proud knocker； with a cock carracarracarra cock。 Cockcock。
Tap。
Qui sdegno； Ben； said Father Cowley。
No； Ben； Tom Kernan interfered； The Croppy Boy。 Our native Doric。
Ay do； Ben； Mr Dedalus said。 Good men and true。
Do； do； they begged in one。
I'll go。 Here； Pat； return。 e。 He came； he came； he did not stay。 To me。 How much？
What key？ Six sharps？
F sharp major； Ben Dollard said。
Bob Cowley's outstretched talons gripped the black deep sounding chords。
Must go prince Bloom told Richie prince。 No； Richie said。 Yes； must。 Got money somewhere。 He's on for a razzle backache spree。 Much？ He seehears lipspeech。 One and nine。 Penny for yourself。 Here。 Give him twopence tip。 Deaf； bothered。 But perhaps he has wife and family waiting； waiting Patty e home。 Hee hee hee hee。 Deaf wait while they wait。
But wait。 But hear。 Chords dark。 Lugugugubrious。 Low。 In a cave of the dark middle earth。 Embedded ore。 Lumpmusic。
The voice of dark age； of unlove； earth's fatigue made grave approach； and painful； e from afar； from hoary mountains； called on good men and true。 The priest he sought； with him would he speak a word。
Tap。
Ben Dollard's voice barreltone。 Doing his level best to say it。 Croak of vast manless moonless womoonless marsh。 Other edown。 Big ships' chandler's business he did once。 Remember： rosiny ropes； ships' lanterns。 Failed to the tune of ten thousand pounds。 Now in the Iveagh home。 Cubicle number so and so。 Number one Bass did that for him。
The priest's at home。 A false priest's servant bade him wele。 Step in。 The holy father。 Curlycues of chords。
Ruin them。 Wreck their lives。 Then build them cubicles to end their days in。 Hushaby。 Lullaby。 Die； dog。 Little dog； die。
The voice of warning； solemn warning； told them the youth had entered a lonely hall； told them how solemn fell his footstep there； told them the gloomy chamber； the vested priest sitting to shrive。
Decent soul。 Bit addled now。 Thinks he'll