Finnegans Wake Notes

091.01 king of all, Pegger Festy, as soon as the outer layer of stuccko-

091.02 muck had been removed at the request of a few live jurors,

091.03 declared in a loudburst of poesy, through his Brythonic inter-

091.04 preter on his oath, mhuith peisth mhuise as fearra bheura muirre

091.05 hriosmas, whereas take notice be the relics of the bones of the

091.06 story bouchal that was ate be Cliopatrick (the sow) princess

091.07 of parked porkers, afore God and all their honours and king's

091.08 commons that, what he would swear to the Tierney of Dundal-

091.09 gan or any other Tierney, yif live thurkells folloged him about

091.10 sure that was no steal and that, nevertheless, what was deposited

091.11 from that eyebold earbig noseknaving gutthroat, he did not fire

091.12 a stone either before or after he was born down and up to that

091.13 time. And, incidentalising that they might talk about Markarthy

091.14 or they might walk to Baalastartey or they might join the nabour

091.15 party and come on to Porterfeud this the sockdologer had the

091.13 neck to endorse with the head bowed on him over his outturned

091.17 noreaster by protesting to his lipreaders with a justbeencleaned

091.18 barefacedness, abeam of moonlight's hope, in the same trelawney

091.19 what he would impart, pleas bench. to the Llwyd Josus and the

091.20 gentlemen in Jury's and the four of Masterers who had been all

091.21 those yarns yearning for that good one about why he left

091.22 Dublin, that, amreeta beaker coddling doom as an Inishman was

091.23 as good as any cantonnatal, if he was to parish by the market steak

091.24 before the dorming of the mawn, he skuld never ask to see sight or

091.25 light of this world or the other world or any either world, of Tyre-

091.26 nan-Og, as true as he was there in that jackabox that minute, or

091.27 wield or wind (no thanks t'yous!) the inexousthausthible wassail-

091.28 horn tot of iskybaush the hailth up the wailth of the endknown ab-

091.29 god of the fire of the moving way of the hawks with his heroes in

091.30 Warhorror if ever in all his exchequered caree he up or lave a

091.31 chancery hand to take or throw the sign of a mortal stick or stone

091.32 at man, yoelamb or salvation army either before or after being

091.33 puptised down to that most holy and every blessed hour. Here,

091.34 upon the halfkneed castleknocker's attempting kithoguishly to

091.35 lilt his holymess the paws and make the sign of the Roman God-

091.36 helic faix, (Xaroshie, zdrst! in his excitement the laddo had

Summary page 91:

But a new complexion was put upon the matter when Pegger Festy himself, as soon as the outer layer of stucco-muck had been removed at the request of a few live jurors, declared in a loud burst of poesy, on his oath, that neither had he stolen, nor had he thrown a stone. Here (while in his excitement he broke in Castilian, shouting in Russian, “Horosho!” [Very well!”] and “Zdravstvyete!” [Be in good health!) much yelling and laughter broke out in the hall, in which the testy fighter himself joined.