FW 1.68m --prankquean's third visit--

1.68a: It was of a night, late, lang time agone, in an auldstane eld, when Adam was delvin...
1.68b: and Jarl van Hoother had his burnt head high up in his lamphouse, laying cold hands on himself...
1.68c: And, be dermot, who come to the keep of his inn only the niece-of-his-in-law, the prankquean...
1.68d: And spoke she to the dour in her petty perusienne: Mark the Wans, why do I am alook alike...
1.68e: And Jarl van Hoother warlessed after her with soft dovesgall: Stop deef stop come back to my earin...
1.68f: And the prankquean went for her forty years' walk in Tourlemonde and she washed the blessings...
1.68g: So then she started to rain and to rain and, be redtom, she was back again at Jarl van Hoother's...
1.68h: And Jarl von Hoother had his baretholobruised heels drowned in his cellarmalt, shaking warm hands...
1.68i: And the prankquean nipped a paly one and lit up again and redcocks flew flackering from the hillcombs...
1.68k: So her madesty a forethought set down a jiminy and took up a jiminy and all the lilipath ways...
1.68l: And there was a wild old grannewwail that laurency night of starshootings somewhere in Erio...
1.68m: So then she started raining, raining, and in a pair of changers, be dom ter, she was back again...
1.68n: And Jarl von Hoother had his hurricane hips up to his pantrybox, ruminating in his holdfour stomachs...
1.68o: And the prankquean picked a blank and lit out and the valleys lay twinkling. And she made her wittest...
1.68p: For like the campbells acoming with a fork lance of lightning, Jarl von Hoother Boanerges himself...
1.68q: in his broadginger hat and his civic chollar and his allabuff hemmed and his bullbraggin soxangloves...
1.68r: And he clopped his rude hand to his eacy hitch and he ordurd and his thick spch spck for her to shut...
1.68s: And they all drank free. For one man in his armour was a fat match always for any girls under shurts...
1.68t: Saw fore shalt thou sea. Betoun ye and be. The prankquean was to hold her dummyship and the jimminies...


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FDV: "& then she went for another hundred years walk & brought back to Sir Howther." →
"& then she went with her Larryhill for another hundred years walk & in a pair of  changes she was back to Sir Howther. And why did she halt at all but by the ward of his mansionhouse [another time for the third charm] {a third time for the charm}."



So then she started raining, raining, and in a pair of changers,

running

change (new/same)
money-changers (eg in temple)
Yeats used 'shape-changers'


be dom ter, she was back again at Jarl van Hoother's

be damned to her
Dermot
German verdammter: damned
Latin ter: three times, thrice


and the Larryhill with her under her abromette.

Charles Lever: song Larry McHale (the words 'His mother descended from great Grana Uaile' appear in the lyrics)

Hilary (reversed) 
hill = stone

apron
Abraham?
Italian: 'impromette' = to threaten (rain)


And why would she halt at all if not by the ward of his mansionhome

FDV: "And why did she halt at all but by the ward of his mansionhouse"

why "ward"?

Mansion House, Dublin (the Lord-Mayor's residence, west of Natl Library, near where Bloom helps the stripling)

of another nice lace for the third charm?

night

late 

third time 

phrase third time's a charm




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