1.72a: Now be aisy, good Mr Finnimore, sir. And take your laysure like a god on pension...
Meeting some sick old bankrupt or the Cottericks' donkey with his shoe hanging...
but let your ghost have no grievance. You're better off, sir, where you are...
and have all you want, pouch, gloves, flask, bricket, kerchief, ring and amberulla...
And it isn't our spittle we'll stint you of, is it, druids? Not shabbty little imagettes, ...
Poppypap's a passport out. And honey is the holiest thing ever was, hive, comb and earwax...
Your fame is spreading like Basilico's ointment since the Fintan Lalors piped you overborder...
And admiring to our supershillelagh where the palmsweat on high is the mark of your manument...
and when you were undone in every point fore the laps of goddesses you showed our labourlasses...
He's duddandgunne now and we're apter finding the sores of his sedeq but peace to his great limbs...
No, nor a king nor an ardking, bung king, sung king or hung king. That you could fell an elmstree...
If you was hogglebully itself and most frifty like you was taken waters still what all where was your like...
But as Hopkins and Hopkins puts it, you were the pale eggynaggy and a kis to tilly up. We calls him...
So may the priest of seven worms and scalding tayboil, Papa Vestray, come never anear you...
Your heart is in the system of the Shewolf and your crested head is in the tropic of Copricapron...
The loamsome roam to Laffayette is ended. Drop in your tracks, babe! Be not unrested!...
For we have performed upon thee, thou abramanation, who comest ever without being invoked...
"The menhere's always talking of you."
Your fame is spreading like Basilico's ointment
in Rossini's The Barber of Seville, Don Basilio sings an aria about the spreading of calumny
[♬ calumny... spreads]
Italian basilico: basil
basilica = special church
basilicon: the name of various ointments, of supposedly 'royal' virtues, some possibly containing basil (from Greek basilikos: kingly, royal)
since the Fintan Lalors piped you overborder
since you died
Fintan Lalor Fife Players
[♬ Fintan Lalors]
and there's whole households beyond the Bothnians and they calling names after you.
whole households called same name
'The Bothnians' 1925 film [clips]
Gulf of Bothnia in Baltic Sea between Sweden and Finland
Bosnians: inhabitants of Bosnia in the Balkans
named after you
calling you names
The menhere's always talking of you,
menhir: tall, upright monumental stone
Dutch meneer, mijnheer: gentleman, Mr, sir
sitting around on the pig's cheeks under the sacred rooftree,
cf fw12: "heegills and collines sitton aroont"
fw511: "I am resting on a pigs of cheesus"
the Chinese character for home is referred to as 'pig under roof'
'broken is the rooftree of the house of Self' said by Buddha upon his enlightenment
sacred roof-tree, symbol of Osiris (from a legend that the erica or heather tree that grew from his body was cut down and made into a roof-tree, namely the main beam of a roof, while still containing the god)
cf builders' tradition above
over the bowls of memory where every hollow holds a hallow,
phrase?? 'bowels of memory'
cf fleshpots of Egypt?
hollow = niche for saint's statue
archaic hallow: holy personage, saint
proverb Every bullet has its billet
with a pledge till the drengs,
pledge not to drink
vow to drink every drop?
simple Danish: 'til drengen' = (given) to the boy
cf?? "For a nod to the nabir is better than a wink to the wabsanti."
in the Salmon House.
Salmon House: former Chapelizod pub (mentioned in Lefanu, prologue)
(abrupt end of phrase)
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