Finnegans Wake (Unabridged)

by James Joyce

fortyish, faintly flatulent

Who in his heart doubts either that the facts of feminine clothiering are there all the time or that the feminine fiction, stranger than the facts, is

What bird has done yesterday man may do next year, be it fly, be it moult, be it hatch, be it agreement in the nest.

pinks deliberatively summersaulting off her bisexycle,

next those ars, rrrr! those ars all bellical, the highpriest’s hieroglyph of kettletom and oddsbones,

scrawl, a sure sign of imperfectible moral blindness; the toomuchness, the fartoomanyness

Roderick, Roderick, Roderick,

this homer, Smerrnion, Rhoebok, Kolonsreagh, Seapoint, Quayhowth, Ashtown, Ratheny; independent of

orb! 4. What Irish capitol city (a dea o dea!) of two syllables and six letters, with a deltic origin and a nuinous end, (ah dust oh dust!) can boost of having a) the most extensive public park in the world, b) the most expensive brewing industry in the world, c) the most expansive peopling thoroughfare in the world, d) the most phillohippuc theobibbous paùpulation in the world: and harmonise your abecedeed responses?

Brimstoker and give him the thrall of our lives. It’s Dracula’s nightout. For creepsake don’t make a flush! Draw the shades, curfe you, and I’ll beat any sonnamonk to love. Holy

being semisized, another when yea, he hath no mananas,

yet, Fanny Urinia.

He would not put fire to his cerebrum; he would not throw himself in Liffey;

One hailcannon night (for his departure was attended by a heavy downpour) as very recently as some thousand rains ago he was therefore treated with what closely resembled parsonal violence,

his pawdry’s purgatory was more than a nigger bloke could bear,

Nobookisonester

Niggs, niggs and niggs again.

post!) that the more carrots you chop, the more turnips you slit, the more murphies you peel, the more onions you cry over, the more bullbeef you butch, the more

Lugnaquillia’s noblesse pickts, before she had a hint of a hair at her fanny to hide or a bossom to tempt a birch canoedler not to mention a bulgic porterhouse barge. And ere that

Next she greesed the groove of her keel, warthes

Bubye!

skeowsha

and is approached in loveliness only by her grateful sister reflection

havemercyonhurs of his kissier licence.

round the world in forty mails,

Outcaste thou are not.

If you nude her in her prime, make sure you find her complementary or, on your very first occasion,

Wink’s the winning word.

He does not know how his grandson’s grandson’s grandson’s grandson will stammer up [p.253]

Was he pitssched

Farmer Burleigh who wuck up in a hurlywurly where he huddly could wuddle to wallow his weg tillbag of the baker’s booth to beg of

Loud, hear us! Loud, graciously hear us!

Ollover Krumwall

bugaboo ride

catharic emulsipotion

two titty too at win winnie won,

Dinny dingle after her down the Dargul dale and

where obelisk rises when odalisks fall,

Oholy rasher, I’m believer! And

Three quarks for Muster Mark!

when he was completely drowned off Erin Isles, at

raining water laughing, per Nupiter Privius,

Homo Vulgaris.

lemoncholic

Devil a curly hair I

I’ll boy me for myself only of expensive rainproof of pinked elephant’s breath grey of the loveliest sheerest dearest widowshood

grandsourd, the old cruxader, when he off with his paudeen! That was to let the crowd of the Flu Flux Fans behind him see me proper.

With your dumpsey diddely dumpsey die, fiddeley fa.

Janyouare Fibyouare wins true from Sylvester

Find the fingall harriers!