from the door angerly bid them hist ye should shame you nor was it not meet as she remembered them being her mind was to have all orderly against lord Andrew came for because she was jealous that not gasteful turmoil might shorten the honour of her guard。 It was an ancient and a sad matron of a sedate look and christian walking； in habit dun beseeming her megrims and wrinkled visage； nor did her hortative want of it effect for incontinently Punch Costello was of them all embraided and they reclaimed the churl with civil rudeness some and with menace of blandishments others whiles all chode with him； a murrain seize the dolt； what a devil he would be at； thou chuff； thou puny； thou got in the peasestraw； thou losel； thou chitterling； thou spawn of a rebel； thou dykedropt； thou abortion thou； to shut up his drunken drool out of that like a curse of God ape； the good sir Leopold that had for his cognisance the flower of quiet； margerain gentle； advising also the time's occasion as most sacred and most worthy to be most sacred。 In Horne's house rest should reign。
To be short this passage was scarce by when Master Dixon of Mary in Eccles； goodly grinning； asked young Stephen what was the reason why he had not cided to take friar's vows and he answered him obedience in the womb； chastity in the tomb but involuntary poverty all his days。 Master Lenehan at this made return that he had heard of those nefarious deeds and how； as he heard hereof counted； he had besmirched the lily virtue of a confiding female which was corruption of minors and they all intershowed it too； waxing merry and toasting to his fathership。 But he said very entirely it was clean contrary to their suppose for he was the eternal son and ever virgin。 Thereat mirth grew in them the more and they rehearsed to him his curious rite of wedlock for the disrobing and deflowering of spouses； as the priests use in Madagascar island； she to be in guise of white and saffron； her groom in white and grain； with burning of nard and tapers； on a bridebed while clerks sung kyries and the anthem Ut novetur sexus omnis corporis mysterium till she was there unmaided。 He gave them then a much admirable hymen minim by those delicate poets Master John Fletcher and Master Francis Beaumont that is in their Maid's Tragedy that was writ for a like twining of lovers： To bed； to bed； was the burden of it to be played with acpanable concent upon the virginals。 An exquisite dulcet epithalame of most mollificative suadency for juveniles amatory whom the odoriferous flambeaus of the paranymphs have escorted to the quadrupedal proscenium of connubial munion。 Well met they were； said Master Dixon； joyed； but； harkee； young sir； better were they named Beau Mount and Lecher for； by my truth； of such a mingling much might e。 Young Stephen said indeed to his best remembrance they had but the one doxy between them and she of the stews to make shift with in delights amorous for life ran very high in those days and the custom of the country approved with it。 Greater love than this； he said； no man hath that a man lay down his wife for his friend。 Go thou and do likewise。 Thus； or words to that effect； said Zarathustra； sometime regius professor of French letters to the university of Oxtail nor breathed there ever that man to whom mankind was more beholden。 Bring a stranger within thy tower it will go hard but thou wilt have the secondbest bed。 Orate； fratres； pro memetipso。 And all the people shall say； Amen。 Remember； Erin； thy generations and thy days of old； how thou settedst little by me and by my word and broughtest in a stranger to my gates to mit fornication in my sight and to wax fat and kick like Jeshurum。 Therefore hast thou sinned against the light and hast made me； thy lord； to be the slave of servants。 Return； return； Clan Milly： forget me not； O Milesian。 Why hast thou done this abomination before me that thou didst spurn me for a merchant of jalaps and didst deny me to the Roman and the Indian of dark speech with whom thy daughters did lie luxuriously？ Look forth now； my people； upon the land of behest； even from Horeb and from Nebo and from Pisgah and from the Horns of Hatten unto a land flowing with milk and money。 But thou hast suckled me with a bitter milk： my moon and my sun thou hast quenched for ever。 And thou hast left me alone for ever in the dark ways of my bitterness： and with a kiss of ashes hast thou kissed my mouth。 This tenebrosity of the interior； he proceeded to say； hath not been illumined by the wit of the septuagint nor so much as mentioned for the Orient from on high which brake hell's gates visited a darkness that was foraneous。 Assuefaction minorates atrocities （as Tully saith of his darling Stoics） and Hamlet his father showeth the prince no blister of bustion。 The adiaphane in the noon of life is an Egypt's plague which in the nights of prenativity and postmortemity is their most proper ubi and quomodo。 And as the ends and ultimates of all things accord in some mean and measure with their inceptions and originals； that same multiplicit concordance which leads forth growth from birth acplishing by a retrogressive metamorphosis that minishing and ablation towards the final which is agreeable unto nature so is it with our subsolar being。 The aged sisters draw us into life： we wail； batten； sport； clip； clasp； sunder； dwindle； die： over us dead they bend。 First saved from water of old Nile； among bulrushes； a bed of fasciated wattles： at last the cavity of a mountain； an occulted sepulchre amid the conclamation of the hillcat and the ossifrage。 And as no man knows the ubicity of his tumulus nor to what processes we shall thereby be ushered nor whether to Tophet or to Edenville in the like way is all hidden when we would backward see from what region of remoteness the whatness of our whoness hath fetched his whenceness。
Thereto Punch Costello roared out mainly Etienne chanson but he loudly bid them lo； wisdom hath built herself a house； this vast majestic longstablished vault； the crystal palace of the Creator all in applepie order； a penny for him who finds the pea。
Behold the mansion reared by dedal Jack；
See the malt stored in many a refluent sack；
In the proud cirque of Jackjohn's bivouac。
A black crack of noise in the street here； alack； bawled； back。 Loud on left Thor thundered： in anger awful the hammerhurler。 Came now the storm that hist his heart。 And Master Lynch bade him have a care to flout and witwanton as the god self was angered for his hellprate and paganry。 And he that had erst challenged to be so doughty waxed pale as they might all mark and shrank together and his pitch that was before so haught uplift was now of a sudden quite plucked down and his heart shook within the cage of his breast as he tasted the rumour of that storm。 Then did some mock and some jeer and Punch Costello fell hard again to his yale which Master Lenehan vowed he would do after and he was indeed but a word and a blow on any the least colour。 But the braggart boaster cried that an old Nobodaddy was in his cups it was muchwhat indifferent and he would not lag behind his lead。 But this was only to dye his desperation as cowed he crouched in Horne's hall。 He drank indeed at one draught to pluck up a heart of any grace for it thundered long rumblingly over all the heavens so that Master Madden； being godly certain whiles； knocked him on his ribs upon that crack of doom and Master Bloom； at the braggart's side spoke to him calming words to slumber his great fear； advertising how it was no other thing but a hubbub noise that he heard； the discharge of fluid from the thunderhead； look you； having taken place； and all of the order of a natural phenomenon。
But was young Boasthard's fear vanquished by Calmer's words？ No； for he had in his bosom a spike named Bitterness which could not by words be done away。 And was he then neither calm like the one nor godly like the other？ He was neither as much as he would have liked to be either。 But could he not have endeavoured to have found again as in his youth the bottle Holiness that then he lived withal？ Indeed not for Grace was not there to find that bottle。 Heard he then in that clap the voice of the god Bringforth or； what Calmer said； a hubbub of Phenomenon？ Heard？ Why； he could not but hear unless he had plugged up the tube Understanding （which he had not done）。 For through that tube he saw that he was in the land of Phenomenon where he must for a certain one day die as he was like the rest too a passing show。 And would he not accept to die like the rest and pass away？ By no means would he and make more shows according as men do with wives which Phenomenon has manded them to do by the book Law。 Then wotted he nought of that other land which is called Believe…on…Me； that is the land of promise which behoves to the king Delightful and shall be for ever where there is no death and no birth neither wiving nor mothering at which all shall e as many as believe on it？ Yes； Pious had told him of that land and Chaste had pointed him to the way but the reason was that in the way he fell in with a certain whore of an eyepleasing exterior whose name； she said； is Bird…in…the…Hand and she beguiled him wrongways from the true path by her flatteries that she said to him as； Ho； you pretty man； turn aside hither and I will show you a brave place； and she lay at him so flatteringly that she had him in her grot which is named Two…in…the…Bush or； by some learned； Carnal Concupiscence。
This was it what all that pany that sat there at mons in Manse of Mothers the most lusted after and if they met with this whore Bird…in…the…Hand （which was within all foul plagues； monsters and a wicked devil） they would strain the last but they would make at her and know her。 For regarding Believe…on…Me they said it was nought else but notion and they could conceive no thought of it for； first； Two…in…the…Bush whither she ticed them was the very goodliest grot and in it were four pillows on which were four tickets with these words printed on them； Pickaback and Topsyturvy and Shameface and Cheek by Jowl and； second； for that foul plague Allpox and the monsters they cared not for them； for Preservative had given them a stout shield of oxengut and； third； that they might take no hur