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devils queer names there father Vial plana of Santa Maria that gave me the
rosary Rosales y OReilly in the Calle las Siete Revueltas and Pisimbo and
Mrs Opisso in Governor street O what a name Id go and drown myself in the
first river if I had a name like her O my and all the bits of streets
Paradise ramp and Bedlam ramp and Rodgers ramp and Crutchetts ramp and the
devils gap steps well small blame to me if I am a harumscarum I know I am a
bit I declare to God I dont feel a day older than then I wonder could I get
my tongue round any of the Spanish como esta usted muy bien gracias y usted
see I haven't forgotten it all I thought I had only for the grammar a noun
is the name of any person place or thing pity I never tried to read that
novel cantankerous Mrs Rubio lent me by Valera with the questions in it all
upside down the two ways I always knew wed go away in the end I can tell him
the Spanish and he tell me the Italian then hell see Im not so ignorant what
a pity he didnt stay Im sure the poor fellow was dead tired and wanted a
good sleep badly I could have brought him in his breakfast in bed with a bit
of toast so long as I didnt do it on the knife for bad luck or if the woman
was going her rounds with the watercress and something nice and tasty there
are a few olives in the kitchen he might like I never could bear the look of
them in Abrines I could do the criada the room looks all right since I
changed it the other way you see something was telling me all the time Id
have to introduce myself not knowing me from Adam very funny wouldnt it Im
his wife or pretend we were in Spain with him half awake without a Gods
notion where he is dos huevos estrellados senor Lord the cracked things come
into my head sometimes itd be great fun supposing he stayed with us why not
theres the room upstairs empty and Millys bed in the back room he could do
his writing and studies at the table in there for all the scribbling he does
at it and if he wants to read in bed in the morning like me as hes making
the breakfast for I he can make it for 2 Im sure Im not going to take in
lodgers off the street for him if he takes a gesabo of a house like this Id
love to have a long talk with an intelligent well-educated person Id have to
get a nice pair of red slippers like those Turks with the fez used to sell
or yellow and a nice semitransparent morning gown that I badly want or a
peachblossom dressing jacket like the one long ago in Walpoles only 8/6 or
18/6 Ill just give him one more chance Ill get up early in the morning Im
sick of Cohens old bed in any case I might go over to the markets to see all
the vegetables and cabbages and tomatoes and carrots and all kinds of
splendid fruits all coming in lovely and fresh who knows whod be the 1st man
Id meet theyre out looking for it in the morning Mamy Dillon used to say
they are and the night too that was her massgoing Id love a big juicy pear
now to melt in your mouth like when I used to be in the longing way then Ill
throw him up his eggs and tea in the moustachecup she gave him to make his
mouth bigger I suppose hed like my nice cream too I know what Ill do Ill go
about rather gay not too much singing a bit now and then mi fa pieti Masetto
then Ill start dressing myself to go out presto non son pill forte Ill put
on my best shift and drawers let him have a good eyeful out of that to make
his micky stand for him Ill let him know if thats what he wanted that his
wife is fucked yes and damn well fucked too up to my neck nearly not by him
5 or 6 times handrunning theres the mark of his spunk on the clean sheet I
wouldnt bother to even iron it out that ought to satisfy him if you dont
believe me feel my belly unless I made him stand there and put him into me
Ive a mind to tell him every scrap and make him do it in front of me serve
him right its all his own fault if I am an adulteress as the thing in the
gallery said O much about it if thats all the harm ever we did in this vale
of tears God knows its not much doesnt everybody only they hide it I suppose
thats what a woman is supposed to be there for or He wouldnt have made us
the way He did so attractive to men then if he wants to kiss my bottom Ill
drag open my drawers and bulge it right out in his face as large as life he
can stick his tongue 7 miles up my hole as hes there my brown part then Ill
tell him I want #1 or perhaps 30/- Ill tell him I want to buy underclothes
then if he gives me that well he wont be too bad I dont want to soak it all
out of him like other women do I could often have written out a fine cheque
for myself and write his name on it for a couple of pounds a few times he
forgot to lock it up besides he wont spend it Ill let him do it off on me
behind provided he doesnt smear all my good drawers O I suppose that cant be
helped Ill do the indifferent I or 2 questions Ill know by the answers when
hes like that he cant keep a thing back I know every turn in him Ill tighten
my bottom well and let out a few smutty words smellrump or lick my shit or
the first mad thing comes into my head then Ill suggest about yes O wait now
sonny my turn is coming Ill be quite gay and friendly over it O but I was
forgetting this bloody pest of a thing pfooh you wouldn't know which to
laugh or cry were such a mixture of plum and apple no Ill have to wear the
old things so much the better itll be more pointed hell never know whether
he did it nor not there thats good enough for you any old thing at all then
Ill wipe him off me just like a business his omission then Ill go out Ill
have him eyeing up at the ceiling where is she gone now make him want me
thats the only way a quarter after what an unearthly hour I suppose theyre
just getting up in China now combing out their pigtails for the day well
soon have the nuns ringing the angelus theyve nobody coming in to spoil
their sleep except an odd priest or two for his night office the alarmclock
next door at cockshout clattering the brains out of itself let me see if I
can dose off 1 2 3 4 5 what kind of flowers are those they invented like the
stars the wallpaper in Lombard street was much nicer the apron he gave me
was like that something only I only wore it twice better lower this lamp and
try again so as I can get up early Ill go to Lambes there beside Findlaters
and get them to send us some flowers to put about the place in case he
brings him home tomorrow today I mean no no Fridays an unlucky day first I
want to do the place up someway the dust grows in it I think while Im asleep
then we can have music and cigarettes I can accompany him first I must clean
the keys of the piano with milk whatll I wear shall I wear a white rose or
those fairy cakes in Liptons I love the smell of a rich big shop at 71/2d a
lb or the other ones with the cherries in them and the pinky sugar lid a
couple of lbs of course a nice plant for the middle of the table Id get that
cheaper in wait wheres this I saw them not long ago I love flowers Id love
to have the whole place swimming in roses God of heaven theres nothing like
nature the wild mountains then the sea and the waves rushing then the
beautiful country with fields of oats and wheat and all kinds of things and
all the fine cattle going about that would do your heart good to see rivers
and lakes and flowers all sorts of shapes and smells and colours springing
up even out of the ditches primroses and violets nature it is as for them
saying theres no God I wouldnt give a snap of my two fingers for all their
learning why dont they go and create something I often asked him atheists or
whatever they call themselves go and wash the cobbles off themselves first
then they go howling for the priest and they dying and why why because
theyre afraid of hell on account of their bad conscience ah yes I know them
well who was the first person in the universe before there was anybody that
made it all who ah that they dont know neither do I so there you are they
might as well try to stop the sun from rising tomorrow the sun shines for
you he said the day we were lying among the rhododendrons on Howth head in
the grey tweed suit and his straw hat the day I got him to propose to me yes
first I gave him the bit of seedcake out of my mouth and it was leapyear
like now yes 16 years ago my God after that long kiss I near lost my breath
yes he said was a flower of the mountain yes so we are flowers all a womans
body yes that was one true thing he said in his life and the sun shines for
you today yes that was why I liked him because I saw he understood or felt
what a woman is and I knew I could always get round him and I gave him all
the pleasure I could leading him on till he asked me to say yes and I
wouldnt answer first only looked out over the sea and the sky I was thinking
of so many things he didnt know of Mulvey and Mr Stanhope and Hester and
father and old captain Groves and the sailors playing all birds fly and I
say stoop and washing up dishes they called it on the pier and the sentry in
front of the governors house with the thing round his white helmet poor
devil half roasted and the Spanish girls laughing in their shawls and their
tall combs and the auctions in the morning the Greeks and the jews and the
Arabs and the devil knows who else from all the ends of Europe and Duke
street and the fowl market all clucking outside Larby Sharans and the poor
donkeys slipping half asleep and the vague fellows in the cloaks asleep in
the shade on the steps and the big wheels of the carts of the bulls and the
old castle thousands of years old yes and those handsome Moors all in white
and turbans like kings asking you to sit down in their little bit of a shop
and Ronda with the old windows of the posadas glancing eyes a lattice hid
for her lover to kiss the iron and the wineshops half open at night and the
castanets and the night we missed the boat at Algeciras the watchman going
about serene with his lamp and O that awful deepdown torrent O and the sea
the sea crimson sometimes like fire and the glorious sunsets and the
figtrees in the Alameda gardens yes and all the queer little streets and
pink and blue and yellow houses and the rosegardens and the jessamine and
geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the
mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used
or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I
thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask
again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and
first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down Jo me so he could feel
my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said
yes I will Yes.
Trieste-Zэrich-Paris, 1914--1921
rosary Rosales y OReilly in the Calle las Siete Revueltas and Pisimbo and
Mrs Opisso in Governor street O what a name Id go and drown myself in the
first river if I had a name like her O my and all the bits of streets
Paradise ramp and Bedlam ramp and Rodgers ramp and Crutchetts ramp and the
devils gap steps well small blame to me if I am a harumscarum I know I am a
bit I declare to God I dont feel a day older than then I wonder could I get
my tongue round any of the Spanish como esta usted muy bien gracias y usted
see I haven't forgotten it all I thought I had only for the grammar a noun
is the name of any person place or thing pity I never tried to read that
novel cantankerous Mrs Rubio lent me by Valera with the questions in it all
upside down the two ways I always knew wed go away in the end I can tell him
the Spanish and he tell me the Italian then hell see Im not so ignorant what
a pity he didnt stay Im sure the poor fellow was dead tired and wanted a
good sleep badly I could have brought him in his breakfast in bed with a bit
of toast so long as I didnt do it on the knife for bad luck or if the woman
was going her rounds with the watercress and something nice and tasty there
are a few olives in the kitchen he might like I never could bear the look of
them in Abrines I could do the criada the room looks all right since I
changed it the other way you see something was telling me all the time Id
have to introduce myself not knowing me from Adam very funny wouldnt it Im
his wife or pretend we were in Spain with him half awake without a Gods
notion where he is dos huevos estrellados senor Lord the cracked things come
into my head sometimes itd be great fun supposing he stayed with us why not
theres the room upstairs empty and Millys bed in the back room he could do
his writing and studies at the table in there for all the scribbling he does
at it and if he wants to read in bed in the morning like me as hes making
the breakfast for I he can make it for 2 Im sure Im not going to take in
lodgers off the street for him if he takes a gesabo of a house like this Id
love to have a long talk with an intelligent well-educated person Id have to
get a nice pair of red slippers like those Turks with the fez used to sell
or yellow and a nice semitransparent morning gown that I badly want or a
peachblossom dressing jacket like the one long ago in Walpoles only 8/6 or
18/6 Ill just give him one more chance Ill get up early in the morning Im
sick of Cohens old bed in any case I might go over to the markets to see all
the vegetables and cabbages and tomatoes and carrots and all kinds of
splendid fruits all coming in lovely and fresh who knows whod be the 1st man
Id meet theyre out looking for it in the morning Mamy Dillon used to say
they are and the night too that was her massgoing Id love a big juicy pear
now to melt in your mouth like when I used to be in the longing way then Ill
throw him up his eggs and tea in the moustachecup she gave him to make his
mouth bigger I suppose hed like my nice cream too I know what Ill do Ill go
about rather gay not too much singing a bit now and then mi fa pieti Masetto
then Ill start dressing myself to go out presto non son pill forte Ill put
on my best shift and drawers let him have a good eyeful out of that to make
his micky stand for him Ill let him know if thats what he wanted that his
wife is fucked yes and damn well fucked too up to my neck nearly not by him
5 or 6 times handrunning theres the mark of his spunk on the clean sheet I
wouldnt bother to even iron it out that ought to satisfy him if you dont
believe me feel my belly unless I made him stand there and put him into me
Ive a mind to tell him every scrap and make him do it in front of me serve
him right its all his own fault if I am an adulteress as the thing in the
gallery said O much about it if thats all the harm ever we did in this vale
of tears God knows its not much doesnt everybody only they hide it I suppose
thats what a woman is supposed to be there for or He wouldnt have made us
the way He did so attractive to men then if he wants to kiss my bottom Ill
drag open my drawers and bulge it right out in his face as large as life he
can stick his tongue 7 miles up my hole as hes there my brown part then Ill
tell him I want #1 or perhaps 30/- Ill tell him I want to buy underclothes
then if he gives me that well he wont be too bad I dont want to soak it all
out of him like other women do I could often have written out a fine cheque
for myself and write his name on it for a couple of pounds a few times he
forgot to lock it up besides he wont spend it Ill let him do it off on me
behind provided he doesnt smear all my good drawers O I suppose that cant be
helped Ill do the indifferent I or 2 questions Ill know by the answers when
hes like that he cant keep a thing back I know every turn in him Ill tighten
my bottom well and let out a few smutty words smellrump or lick my shit or
the first mad thing comes into my head then Ill suggest about yes O wait now
sonny my turn is coming Ill be quite gay and friendly over it O but I was
forgetting this bloody pest of a thing pfooh you wouldn't know which to
laugh or cry were such a mixture of plum and apple no Ill have to wear the
old things so much the better itll be more pointed hell never know whether
he did it nor not there thats good enough for you any old thing at all then
Ill wipe him off me just like a business his omission then Ill go out Ill
have him eyeing up at the ceiling where is she gone now make him want me
thats the only way a quarter after what an unearthly hour I suppose theyre
just getting up in China now combing out their pigtails for the day well
soon have the nuns ringing the angelus theyve nobody coming in to spoil
their sleep except an odd priest or two for his night office the alarmclock
next door at cockshout clattering the brains out of itself let me see if I
can dose off 1 2 3 4 5 what kind of flowers are those they invented like the
stars the wallpaper in Lombard street was much nicer the apron he gave me
was like that something only I only wore it twice better lower this lamp and
try again so as I can get up early Ill go to Lambes there beside Findlaters
and get them to send us some flowers to put about the place in case he
brings him home tomorrow today I mean no no Fridays an unlucky day first I
want to do the place up someway the dust grows in it I think while Im asleep
then we can have music and cigarettes I can accompany him first I must clean
the keys of the piano with milk whatll I wear shall I wear a white rose or
those fairy cakes in Liptons I love the smell of a rich big shop at 71/2d a
lb or the other ones with the cherries in them and the pinky sugar lid a
couple of lbs of course a nice plant for the middle of the table Id get that
cheaper in wait wheres this I saw them not long ago I love flowers Id love
to have the whole place swimming in roses God of heaven theres nothing like
nature the wild mountains then the sea and the waves rushing then the
beautiful country with fields of oats and wheat and all kinds of things and
all the fine cattle going about that would do your heart good to see rivers
and lakes and flowers all sorts of shapes and smells and colours springing
up even out of the ditches primroses and violets nature it is as for them
saying theres no God I wouldnt give a snap of my two fingers for all their
learning why dont they go and create something I often asked him atheists or
whatever they call themselves go and wash the cobbles off themselves first
then they go howling for the priest and they dying and why why because
theyre afraid of hell on account of their bad conscience ah yes I know them
well who was the first person in the universe before there was anybody that
made it all who ah that they dont know neither do I so there you are they
might as well try to stop the sun from rising tomorrow the sun shines for
you he said the day we were lying among the rhododendrons on Howth head in
the grey tweed suit and his straw hat the day I got him to propose to me yes
first I gave him the bit of seedcake out of my mouth and it was leapyear
like now yes 16 years ago my God after that long kiss I near lost my breath
yes he said was a flower of the mountain yes so we are flowers all a womans
body yes that was one true thing he said in his life and the sun shines for
you today yes that was why I liked him because I saw he understood or felt
what a woman is and I knew I could always get round him and I gave him all
the pleasure I could leading him on till he asked me to say yes and I
wouldnt answer first only looked out over the sea and the sky I was thinking
of so many things he didnt know of Mulvey and Mr Stanhope and Hester and
father and old captain Groves and the sailors playing all birds fly and I
say stoop and washing up dishes they called it on the pier and the sentry in
front of the governors house with the thing round his white helmet poor
devil half roasted and the Spanish girls laughing in their shawls and their
tall combs and the auctions in the morning the Greeks and the jews and the
Arabs and the devil knows who else from all the ends of Europe and Duke
street and the fowl market all clucking outside Larby Sharans and the poor
donkeys slipping half asleep and the vague fellows in the cloaks asleep in
the shade on the steps and the big wheels of the carts of the bulls and the
old castle thousands of years old yes and those handsome Moors all in white
and turbans like kings asking you to sit down in their little bit of a shop
and Ronda with the old windows of the posadas glancing eyes a lattice hid
for her lover to kiss the iron and the wineshops half open at night and the
castanets and the night we missed the boat at Algeciras the watchman going
about serene with his lamp and O that awful deepdown torrent O and the sea
the sea crimson sometimes like fire and the glorious sunsets and the
figtrees in the Alameda gardens yes and all the queer little streets and
pink and blue and yellow houses and the rosegardens and the jessamine and
geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the
mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used
or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I
thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask
again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and
first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down Jo me so he could feel
my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said
yes I will Yes.
Trieste-Zэrich-Paris, 1914--1921