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#forgetmenots and marigolds
musashi · 1 year
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lately i've just been unable to think about the prosecutor sibs without breaking down. like its just too much to think about. they were little babies together. they were little babies in their big house in munich. manfred von karma brought a little baby home. and was like. here is another little baby and she is my daughter. and then they were little babies, two of them, together. and they kicked each other under the dinner table. and fell asleep on each other on the couch. and brushed their teeth together in the morning and before bed. and snuck out to sit in the hedge maze and talk about bugs.
i don't know why i am suddenly heartsick at the mere concept of siblings. siblings are a thing. i am an adult human who has existed in the world for quite a while, i know of siblings. i have many of them myself. but for some reason it's just wildly sweet to me that miles edgeworth and franziska von karma get to be siblings. i watch them interact as stuffy, formal, ruthlessly professional adults in all their frills and businesswear, and i am unable to pay attention to anything they are saying. because they were little babies together. and franziska was 9 years old and fell asleep studying at the table, and miles carried her to her bed. and franziska was 18 years old and got shot, and miles carried her to a hospital bed.
they... they were little babies together. and they loved each other. and they had each other. and they were small, and little, and i'm literally sobbing writing this, i can't deal with them. they were little babies together!!!!
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anonbeadraws · 10 months
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Illustration commission for @thealikesthings of Thalia and Crash, enjoying the quiet bliss of a dream 🌻 🌻more commission info in source!🌻
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chibishortdeath · 3 months
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I redrew something from 2022 :3! Yippie, now you guys get to see the old one and the new one next to each other heck yeah.
I’m gonna rant like absolutely bonkers length about Simon’s Quest and the endings and story under a cut for anyone interested:
The original version (the last image) had this like long rant about how I see the endings of the game, but it wasn’t as comprehensive cause I was still kinda new to things and well instagram character limit lol.
The endings of the game are a really really cool topic to me because of how ominous and vague they all are. They’re all left pretty open! But I’ve always gotten some sinking dread even when getting the fastest “red sky” ending. The game really sets up the ending with a lot of empty areas and suspense beforehand, especially with the still present but now more pressing clock still ticking ya know, and the final battle is kinda just there, but it ends off all this tense build up with
A eulogy. One definitely written for Simon too. In every ending.
The first ending (grey sky) is really vague, just a general statement that “Simon you will always be remembered for your bravery and courage” and that “Peace and serenity have been restored to Transylvania and the people are free of Dracula’s curse”. Which is really odd for what would be assumed to be a “bad ending”. This generally sounds like a pretty good outcome and it’s primarily the same in the Japanese version just slightly worded differently. Heck, it’s not even stated in the text outright if he died. But the visuals, oh man. Dreary greyscale and Simon doesn’t even appear on screen in front of Dracula’s grave. Did Dracula even get reburried? It’s some really bleak imagery compared to the otherwise pretty unsuspecting text.
And second ending (blue sky) is very interesting. Simon appears on screen with some nice bright generally cheery colors, but the text deliberately mentions his death in both versions. The English version however says something the Japanese version doesn’t: it says the curse wasn’t broken. The original text says “until a young man to fight against evils like him comes again to this world, Transylvanians will keep praying forever.” Which I guess you could assume means that something went wrong and the curse still exists, but it could also be taken as a general “there’s no cool badass vampire hunter guy to kill any other general threats, so we hope another one comes along”. So, again, it’s so extremely vague.
So far the first and the second don’t really have all that much different as far as implications go: Simon beat Dracula but he died.
So what about the third ending (red sky)? Would it shock you if I said there’s not much difference from the text of the first ending? It’s essentially just another eulogy text with nice things to say about him. It says “Simmon Belmont put an eternal period to the legend of Dracula” (yes the Japanese version says Simmon lol it happens), which is something we know isn’t true because well more games got made later. Also because Dracula’s hand pops out of the ground afterwards! Which is hard to say the meaning of, is it just a teaser like “to be continued” or is it actually meaning that Dracula wasn’t put down properly and will be back really soon? Because that still is in line with things since yeah Drac did kinda sorta come back early in Harmony of Dissonance. Anyway— But it’s just another way of saying “he killed Dracula” and probably “he ended the curse”. The last section is just “his blood and sweat have penetrated into the ground of Transylvania and will bring us full-blown flowers with happiness in next spring”. Which is, again, just a really pretty, poetic way of saying “we’re never gonna forget this guy”. And again, this ending never outright says if he lives or dies!
Which is so!!!!! Weird!!!!!!!!!!! Why have multiple endings in a game if they’re all so vague that they’re almost completely interchangeable and can all be argued to be the ending of the game? You could genuinely make an argument for each of the endings being the canon ending and it would affect essentially nothing. They’re so vague to the point that a lot of people assume that they were mixed up at some point in development, which I find unlikely coming from the dev team of the guy said to want his games to be a cinematic experience. But it’s so strange! Why!?!?!
But I think that this vagueness and sense of idk how to put it— um ya know when something builds something up to get you all excited and convinced it’ll go one way and then it pulls the rug out from under you? Like when it’s set up to where it feels like the protagonist is finally going to get something and then it just doesn’t happen completely unceremoniously? Like a hope crushing twist?
Idk what I mean is, to me, it feels completely intentional. It feels to me like the game is just ramping up the tension and the suspense and the dread just to cut it off with vague, bittersweet endings that just seem to imply sad things and don’t sit right. It’s like as if the game wants you to get the first ending, see that it’s really gloomy, try to figure out the game more and get the second ending, see that that one outright says he’s dead, then try to get something better only to run into another awkward seemingly negative ending and a realization that you can’t do anything about it.
And I was thinking about this again a bit ago and realized that it really fits with the rest of Simon’s story. Simon kinda has this general “hero goes to save the day” plot in the first one with some slight mention of Christopher before him and the fact that this is a clan and a repeating 100 year Dracula cycle right? But things go wrong and he gets cursed and presumably either struggles to figure out what to do or just puts it off for like 6 ish years. Add the general vibes of “will I ever be as good as my ancestors?” and repeating themes of being alone and then compare that with Dracula’s Curse that comes out not long later and this game is suddenly the most “power of friendship” “seeing the good in people” “together we can overcome this” kind of story in the whole series and it hit me: Simon feels like a subversion of the lone hero trope. Like this super uplifting, unlikely band of heroes story coming out right after the solitude if it were personified as a 1600s vampire hunter story feels so so so so important to me. And then The Adventure and Belmont’s Revenge come out and what are they about? Christopher goes into the castle alone and something goes wrong! And I’ve noticed how other Belmonts and protagonists in later games get companions or friends or helpers or somebody else, and oh boy does that make how alone Simon is that much more noticeable.
It just all comes together in a messed up way. I really feel like Simon dies in all of these endings. And I didn’t even get into weird symbolism discussion lol—
And maybe this is just me looking too hard into an old game from a modern used to stories in games being detailed perspective, but idk man, I love the Simon’s Quest because it never fails to baffle me. Honestly so much of Simon’s Quest genuinely haunts me (affectionate), like I’ll just be sitting around and think of another possible answer to something and it’ll end up just as vague and full of holes as any other speculation, it’s wild. This game will have you sitting around looking for answers only to consistently run into dead ends with sad or nonexistent implications. I hope any of this makes sense, this game drives me insane I love it debating replaying and overthinking it again hmmmmmmm—
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plant themed names and pronouns (this includes vegetables fruit herbs ect)
trees
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birch/birchs/birchself
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vegetable/vegetables/vegetableself
artichoke/artichokes/artichokeself
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corn/corns/cornself
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sage/sages/sageself
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chai/chais/chaiself
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nuts
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cashew/cashews/cashewself
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peanut/peanuts/peanutself
pecan/pecans/pecanself
pistachio/pistachios/ pistachioself
walnut/walnuts/walnutself
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twig/twigs/twigself
splinter/splinters/spilnterself
seed/seeds/seedself
root/roots/rootself
grass/grassys/grassyself
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shrub/shrubs/shrubself
Bush/bushs/bushself
bud/buds/budself
vine/vines/vineself
ivy/ivys/ivyself
pollen/pollens/pollenself
cactus/cactus/cactuself
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fern/ferns/fernself
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forest/forests/forestself
garden/gardens/gardenself
grow/grows/growself
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kelp/kelps/kelpself
nectar/nectars/nectarself
moss/moss/mossself
petal/petals/petalself
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thorn/thorns/thornself
weed/weeds/weedself
wood/woods/woodself
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aloe/aloes/aloeself
wheat/wheats/wheatself
mint/mints/mintself
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creeper/creepers/creeperself
thistle/thistles/thistleself
reed/reeds/reedself
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chia/chias/chiaself
sesame/sesames/sesameself
catnip/catnips/catnipself
tigerlilly/tigerlillys/tigerlillyself
cattail/cattails/cattailself
floral/florals/floralself
emoji pronouns
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🌲/🌲s/🌲self
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🌴/🌴s/🌴self
🌱/🌱s/🌱self
🌿/🌿s/🌿self
☘️/☘️s/☘️self
🍀/🍀s/🍀self
🎍/🎍s/🎍self
🎋/🎋s/🎋self
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🪵/🪵s/🪵self
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🌹/🌹s/🌹self
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🍌/🍌s/🍌self
🍉/🍉s/🍉self
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🫐/🫐s/🫐self
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🍑/🍑s/🍑self
🥭/🥭s/🥭self
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🥥/🥥s/🥥self
🥝/🥝s/🥝self
🍅/🍅s/🍅self
🍆/🍆s/🍆self
🥑/🥑s/🥑self
🫒/🫒s/🫒self
🥦/🥦s/🥦self
🥬/🥬s/🥬self
🫑/🫑s/🫑self
🥒/🥒s/🥒self
🌶️/🌶️s/🌶️self
🌽/🌽s/🌽self
🥕/🥕s/🥕self
🧄/🧄s/🧄self
🧅/🧅s/🧅self
🥔/🥔s/🥔self
🍠/🍠s/🍠self
💚/💚s/💚self
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💙/💙s/💙self
🖤/🖤s/🖤self
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ashlynn
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ashey
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elm
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pine
willow
will
cedar
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walnut
cypress
cy
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maple
alder
holly
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aldern
yew
torreya
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thorn
rose
rosey
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daphne
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dahlia
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aster
peony
lav
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bane
roseum
bell
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Bellamy
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Rollbass soulmate au
Spirit animal tattoo
Bass has a twitchy tailed cat shimmering crimson from his right shoulder among lines of circuitry painted bloody red and liquid silver melting into a garden of flowers.
Roll sports an ebony wolf keeping vigilance among golden flames curling elegantly around her left bicep and smoldering into beautifuly intricate onyx armor.
Soul blooms
Poppies, spider lilies, forgetmenots, and marigolds bloom vibrantly across bass’s chest despite his furious attempts to crush them beneath his armor.
Meanwhile roll lovingly tends to cala lilies, poppies, midnight vines, and black hellebores blossoming around her arms as unusual a bouquet as they are.
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Bass takes a small comfort in the little encouragements and reminders his soulmate sends him each day reveling in the knowledge that he has someone caring so much for him.
Roll offers her other half pure positivity and finds security in the fact that it'll always be returned with understanding and acceptance when she shares her uglier emotions.
Name
Bass spent his early days tracing the silver and scarlet cypher on his wrist wondering what his destined partner will be like. when he met her his insides were filled with butterflies and when he betrayed her he felt full of lead.
Roll Never thought to much about the person who's name decorating her wrist like a black and gold bracelet. When she met him she felt sparks under her skin, when he betrayed them she felt like she been dunked in ice water.
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plants-and-sun · 4 years
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Every friggen time
Plants: I do not vibe with this dirt.
Plants: *dies*
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dumb-anarchist · 5 years
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just started my garden!!
marigold and forget-me-not seeds on the left, geraniums in the middle, and begonias on the right
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worthlessnepenthes · 6 years
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‘True love is dangerous. It will kill you. Puts you on a time limit, like a deadlier, more painful beauty and the beast. Once you’ve fallen in love, you best hope your love is returned. The forget-me-nots are coughed up like the others, but they also plant roots in your lungs. Metaphysically, anyway. It will still kill you, even if they don’t show to doctors or anything else. You can try to kill your love before this point if you think it will not be returned, if you are still at the honey flower stage, the pure and secret love stage. Get some distance, think of anything and everything but that person, perhaps you can keep yourself from love. But once the first forget-me-not has crossed your lips, the love must either be returned or you die.’
Journal by Claudia Stilinski to her son
Stiles slams the journal shut. That was the last page with writing on it. The earlier pages were just filled with flower meanings and sketches of the more uncommon flowers, the writing getting worse and worse until that last entry, almost illegible. He sets it to the side of his desk and sighs, running his hands through his hair. He knew the journal by heart, could hear his mother’s voice telling him stories when he was younger, caution tales warning of the dangers of falling in love. ‘Make all the friends you want, Mischief, but only fall in love with someone who loves you first.’
‘Thanks mom,’ he thinks wryly, ‘I just wish you could have told me how to guard myself a bit better.’
Teaser for for a Hanahaki Disease AU for Teen Wolf. I was planning on Steter, but it could be Sterek or Stiles/whoever really. In this one though, it’s going to be a family curse passed down instead of a disease. I uh. Copped out of actually world building and explaining as we went and just babbled all the explanation in a ‘journal entry’ (much longer than this tease) for Stiles. But anyway. The fic may or may not get written but I do have more done for it.
If I do write it this will probably be what I use for a summary. Because I can’t write summaries and I do kind of like fic summaries that are an excerpt from the fic.
It needs a title. Someone else title it okay.
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gemstone-gynoid · 2 years
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With a cactus succulent and a leafy plant, I introduce bachelor button, forgetmenot, lavender, and marigold and a pot that combines them all. If they don't grow, we'll I've got pots of dirt to add to the big leafy plant.
My practice is to water my plants whenever it rains outside. Or when I remember.
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musashi · 11 months
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for u
ALLLIEEEEEENNNNNNNNN YOU DRAW THEM SO SOFT WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH FOR ME? FOR ME?? SOFT DADFRED???? FOR ME?
SHOOTING HEARTS AND RAINBOWS AT YOU????
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thecuriousmagpie · 5 years
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Mix and don't match! #flowers #marigold #forgetmenot #pansy #colourful #photoaday #22may19 #curiousmagpiephotography https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxy-jrhphw-/?igshid=15oi8vfb6mcqv
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dragon--firefly · 3 years
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🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺
Tried drawing something different for a change!!
🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺 —————————————————- 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼
#flowers #drawing #flower #drawingsketch #sunflower #tulips #rose #marigold #dandelion #poppies #pansy #hibiscus #carnations #camellia #morningglory #spiderlily #daisy #lavender #cosmos #hydrangea #callalily #lily #lotus #flowers🌸 #forgetmenot #anime #manga
🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 (at Flower) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTVGEWuPzEI/?utm_medium=tumblr
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thesweetblossoms · 7 years
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Summer Begins with Forget Me Nots: Why cant every day be as exquisite as June? When it is fairly impossible to elucidate whether the trees are dancing with the light or the light is singing to the trees, where the alchemical breezes awaken even the numbest of our souls, where the wantonly lengthening rose stalks, bearing tight buds, scheme to possess the free air, where we have every reason to wear a hat and every reason to lose it in the maple dappled woods during a rendezvous, of which, only the poppies will never tell and the finches will never forget. My parents bring me enormous branches of lilacs and mystically perfumed spearmint, but I am eager for a few bliss embedded peonies and royal palace marigolds, from their Northern garden. Even though each gift smothers my space with its own spicy, gentle and sweet aura, adorning the moment, and almost enticing us to forget, that the moment, is also passing away. But, the hours in contemplation of flowers are heavy with solace, accompanied by nourishing cups of tea, bookended with yoga and meditation and serve to tenderly bind our tears to our laughter. Though, I miss the charms of heavenly purple jacaranda spilling onto my hilly paths during my days living in Los Angeles, I am content with June, for there is abundant charm in the Toronto parks brimming with tree canopies, botanicals, all manner of butterflies and bees, poets and potentates, enthralling all of us in the tenuous, shimmering Canadian summer. Pour Bliss, Shammari xx
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kitsune1818 · 5 years
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For Majo (witch_kitten on twitter) in the Sheith Flower Exchange. They asked for Shiro grieving after Keith, lost chances and to bestow them with angst and hurt, no comfort and I did provide.
Flowers used: Asphodel (my regrets follow you to the grave), Forgetmenot, Marigolds (despair, grief), Melianthus (love sweet and secret)
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wxtchydrew-blog · 7 years
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All of my babies, Mary the marigold, Brendon Urie the bachelor buttons, Portland the portaluca, Martha the forget me nots, Phoenix the phlox, and Moon Moon the moonflower.
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luvetlux · 5 years
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James Joyce reads “Anna Livia Plurabelle” from Finnegans Wake 
Well, you know or don't you kennet or haven't I told you every telling has a taling and that's the he and the she of it. Look, look, the dusk is growing! My branches lofty are taking root.
And my cold cher's gone ashley. Fieluhr? Filou! What age is at? It saon is late. 'Tis endless now senne eye or erewone last saw Waterhouse's clogh. They took it asunder, I hurd thum sigh.
When will they reassemble it? O, my back, my back, my bach! I'd want to go to Aches-les-Pains. Pingpong! There's the Belle for Sexaloitez! And Concepta de Send-us-pray! Pang! Wring out the clothes! Wring in the dew! Godavari, vert the showers! And grant thaya grace! Aman. Will we spread them here now? Ay, we will.
Flip ! Spread on your bank and I'll spread mine on mine. Flep! It's what I'm doing. Spread ! It's churning chill. Der went is rising. I'll lay a few stones on the hostel sheets. A man and his bride embraced between them. Else I'd have sprinkled and folded them only.
And I'll tie my butcher's apron here. It's suety yet. The strollers will pass it by. Six shifts, ten kerchiefs, nine to hold to the fire and this for the code, the convent napkins, twelve, one baby's shawl. Good mother Jossiph knows, she said. Whose head? Mutter snores?
Deataceas! Wharnow are alle her childer, say? In kingdome gone or power to come or gloria be to them farther? Allalivial, allalluvial!
Some here, more no more, more again lost alla stranger. I've heard tell that same brooch of the Shannons was married into a family in Spain.
And all the Dunders de Dunnes in Markland's Vineland beyond Brendan's herring pool takes number nine in yangsee's hats. And one of Biddy's beads went bobbing till she rounded up lost histereve with a marigold and a cobbler's candle in a side strain of a main drain of a manzinahurries off Bachelor's Walk. But all that's left to the last of the Meaghers in the loup of the years prefixed and between is one kneebuckle and two hooks in the front. Do you tell me. that now?
I do in troth. Orara por Orbe and poor Las Animas! Ussa, Ulla, we're umbas all! Mezha, didn't you hear it a deluge of times, ufer and ufer, respund to spond? You deed, you deed! I need, I need! It's that irrawaddyng I've stoke in my aars. It all but husheth the lethest zswound. Oronoko ! What's your trouble? Is that the great Finnleader himself in his joakimono on his statue riding the high horse there forehengist? Father of Otters, it is himself! Yonne there! Isset that? On Fallareen Common? You're thinking of Astley's Amphitheayter where the bobby restrained you making sugarstuck pouts to the ghostwhite horse of the Peppers. Throw the cobwebs from your eyes, woman, and spread your washing proper! It's well I know your sort of slop. Flap! Ireland sober is Ireland stiff Lord help you, Maria, full of grease, the load is with me! Your prayers. I sonht zo! Madammangut! Were you lifting your elbow, tell us, glazy cheeks, in Conway's Carrigacurra canteen? Was I what, hobbledyhips? Flop! Your rere gait's creakorheuman bitts your butts disagrees. Amn't I up since the damp dawn, marthared mary allacook, with Corrigan's pulse and varicoarse veins, my pramaxle smashed, Alice Jane in decline and my oneeyed mongrel twice run over, soaking and bleaching boiler rags, and sweating cold, a widow like me, for to deck my tennis champion son, the laundryman with the lavandier flannels? You won your limpopo limp fron the husky hussars when Collars and Cuffs was heir to the town and your slur gave the stink to Carlow. Holy Scamander, I sar it again! Near the golden falls. Icis on us! Seints of light! Zezere! Subdue your noise, you hamble creature! What is it but a blackburry growth or the dwyergray ass them four old codgers owns. Are you meanam Tarpey and Lyons and Gregory? I meyne now, thank all, the four of them, and the roar of them, that draves that stray in the mist and old Johnny MacDougal along with them. Is that the Poolbeg flasher beyant, pharphar, or a fireboat coasting nyar the Kishtna or a glow I behold within a hedge or my Garry come back from the Indes? Wait till the honeying of the lune, love! Die eve, little eve, die! We see that wonder in your eye. We'll meet again, we'll part once more. The spot I'll seek if the hour you'll find. My chart shines high where the blue milk's upset. Forgivemequick, I'm going! Bubye! And you, pluck your watch, forgetmenot. Your evenlode. So save to jurna's end! My sights are swimming thicker on me by the shadows to this place. I sow home slowly now by own way, moy-valley way. Towy I too, rathmine.
Rec: London, 1929  Recording: James Joyce
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