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In The House Of Breathings

from Finnegans Wake - Suite Of Affections by Roger Doyle

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Music and studio production © Roger Doyle PRS 2021. Words: James Joyce. Spoken by Barry McGovern. Boy singer: Thibaud Empey. Finnegans Wake: page 249.
www.finwake.com/1024chapter21/1024finn21.htm
Click on page box 249, line 5.

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Luck!
In the house of breathings lies that word, all fairness. The walls are of rubinen and the glittergates of elfinbone. The roof herof is of massicious jasper and a canopy of Tyrian awning rises and still descends to it. A grape cluster of lights hangs therebeneath and all the house is filled with the breathings of her fairness, the fairness of fondance and the fairness of milk and rhubarb and the fairness of roasted meats and uniomargrits and the fairness of promise with consonantia and avowals. There lies her word, you reder! The height herup exalts it and the lowness her down abaseth it. It vibroverberates upon the tegmen and prosplodes from pomoeria. A window, a hedge, a prong, a hand, an eye, a sign, a head and keep your other augur on her paypaypay. And you have it, old Sem, pat as ah be seated! And Sunny, my gander, he’scoming to land her. The boy which she now adores. She dores. Oh backed von dem zug! Make weg for their tug! With a ring ding dong, they raise clasped hands and advance more steps to retire to the saum. Curtsey one, curtsey two, with arms akimbo, devotees. Irrelevance. All sing:
-- I rose up one maypole morning and saw in my glass how nobody loves me but you.
Ugh. Ugh. All point in the shem direction as if to shun.
-- My name is Misha Misha but call me Toffey Tough. I mean Mettenchough. It was her, boy the boy that was loft in the larch.
Ogh! Ogh! Her reverence.
All laugh.

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from Finnegans Wake - Suite Of Affections, released January 19, 2022

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Roger Doyle – composer, keyboardist and producer of own music, in concert and in the studio. Likes to work on large projects and to collaborate with others. Works with a multiplicity of musical languages and evolving technologies.

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