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Updated: April 30, 2025
So anyhow when I got back they were at it dingdong, John Wyse saying it was Bloom gave the ideas for Sinn Fein to Griffith to put in his paper all kinds of jerrymandering, packed juries and swindling the taxes off of the government and appointing consuls all over the world to walk about selling Irish industries. Robbing Peter to pay Paul.
Good afternoon. Afternoon. Yes, she was back. To the old dingdong again. Your friends are inside, Mr Lidwell. George Lidwell, suave, solicited, held a lydiahand. Bloom ate liv as said before. Clean here at least. That chap in the Burton, gummy with gristle. No-one here: Goulding and I. Clean tables, flowers, mitres of napkins. Pat to and fro. Bald Pat. Nothing to do. Best value in Dub.
To see fashions? Panurge. Even so. Dingdong. And be merry? Panurge. And be merry. Dingdong. Your name is, as I take it, Robin Mutton? Panurge. As you please for that, sweet sir. Dingdong. Nay, without offence. Panurge. So I would have it. Dingdong. You are, as I take it, the king's jester; aren't you? Panurge. Ay, ay, anything. Dingdong.
Animal., mark them for the most silly and foolish animals in the world. Dingdong, at his wits' end, and stark staring mad, as a man who saw his sheep destroy and drown themselves before his face, strove to hinder and keep them back with might and main; but all in vain: they all one after t'other frisked and jumped into the sea, and were lost.
Be it so, said Panurge; but sell me one of them, I beseech you; and that for a cause, paying you ready money upon the nail, in good and lawful occidental current cash. Wilt say how much? Friend, neighbour, answered the seller of mutton, hark ye me a little, on the ear. Panurge. On which side you please; I hear you. Dingdong. You are going to Lanternland, they say. Panurge. Yea, verily. Dingdong.
The like happened to the shepherds and all their gang, some laying hold on their beloved tup, this by the horns, t'other by the legs, a third by the rump, and others by the fleece; till in fine they were all of them forced to sea, and drowned like so many rats. The ship being cleared of Dingdong and his tups: Is there ever another sheepish soul left lurking on board? cried Panurge.
Give me your hand humph, humph, you go to see fashions, you are the king's jester, your name is Robin Mutton! Do you see this same ram? His name, too, is Robin. Here, Robin, Robin, Robin! Baea, baea, baea. Hath he not a rare voice? Panurge. Ay, marry has he, a very fine and harmonious voice. Dingdong.
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