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Swill
till
eleven
.
Irish
nights
entertainment
.
Lubber
.
.
.
Stephen
followed
a
lubber
.
.
.
One
day
in
the
national
library
we
had
a
discussion
.
Shakes
.
After
.
His
lub
back
:
I
followed
.
I
gall
his
kibe
.
Stephen
,
greeting
,
then
all
amort
,
followed
a
lubber
jester
,
a
wellkempt
head
,
newbarbered
,
out
of
the
vaulted
cell
into
a
shattering
daylight
of
no
thought
.
What
have
I
learned
?
Of
them
?
Of
me
?
Walk
like
Haines
now
.
The
constant
readers
’
room
.
In
the
readers
’
book
Cashel
Boyle
O
’
Connor
Fitzmaurice
Tisdall
Farrell
parafes
his
polysyllables
.
Item
:
was
Hamlet
mad
?
The
quaker
’
s
pate
godlily
with
a
priesteen
in
booktalk
.
—
O
please
do
,
sir
.
.
.
I
shall
be
most
pleased
.
.
.
Amused
Buck
Mulligan
mused
in
pleasant
murmur
with
himself
,
selfnodding
:
