"And he was telling us there's two fellows waiting below to pull his heels down when he gets the drop and choke him properly and then they chop up the rope after and sell the bits for a few bob a skull." (U12.443)

A piece of hangman's rope is a good luck charm!
"So they started talking about capital punishment and of course Bloom comes out with the why and the wherefore and all the codology of the business and the old dog smelling him all the time I'm told those jewies does have a sort of a queer odour coming off them for dogs about I don't know what all deterrent effect and so forth and so on.
- There's one thing it hasn't a deterrent effect on, says Alf.
- What's that? says Joe.
- The poor bugger's tool that's being hanged, says Alf.
- That so? says Joe." (U12.450)
"- God's truth, says Alf. I heard that from the head warder that was in Kilmainham when they hanged Joe Brady, the invincible. He told me when they cut him down after the drop it was standing up in their faces like a poker." (U12.459)
"Ruling passion strong in death, says Joe" (U12.463)
"as someone said.
- That can be explained by science, says Bloom. It's only a natural phenomenon, don't you see, because on account of the...
And then he starts with his jawbreakers about phenomenon and science and this phenomenon and the other phenomenon." (U12.463)

From Alexander Pope's Moral Essays. Epistle I. Of the Knowledge of the Characters of Men:
'And you, brave COBHAM! to the latest breath
Shall feel your Ruling Passion strong in death;'
"The distinguished scientist Herr Professor Luitpold Blumenduft tendered medical evidence to the effect that the instantaneous fracture of the cervical vertebrae and consequent scission of the spinal cord would, according to the best approved traditions of medical science, be calculated to inevitably produce in the human subject a violent ganglionic stimulus of the nerve centres of the genital apparatus," (U12.468)
"thereby causing the elastic pores of the corpora cavernosa to rapidly dilate in such a way as to instantaneously facilitate the flow of blood to that part of the human anatomy known as the penis or male organ resulting in the phenomenon which has been denominated by the faculty a morbid upwards and outwards philoprogenitive erection" (U12.473)
"in articulo mortis per diminutionem capitis." (U12.478)
"and round he goes to Bob Doran that was standing Alf a half one sucking up for what he could get." (U12.486)
" So of course Bob Doran starts doing the bloody fool with him:
- Give us the paw! Give the paw, doggy! Good old doggy! Give us the paw here! Give us the paw!
Arrah! bloody end to the paw he'd paw and Alf trying to keep him from tumbling off the bloody stool atop of the bloody old dog" (U12.487)
"and he talking all kinds of drivel about training by kindness and thoroughbred dog and intelligent dog: give you the bloody pip." (U12.492)
"Then he starts scraping a few bits of old biscuit out of the bottom of a Jacobs' tin he told Terry to bring. Gob, he golloped it down like old boots and his tongue hanging out of him a yard long for more. Near ate the tin and all, hungry bloody mongrel." (U12.494)
"And the citizen and Bloom having an argument about the point, the brothers Sheares" (U12.498)
"and Wolfe Tone beyond on Arbour Hill and Robert Emmet and die for your country," (U12.498)
"the Tommy Moore touch about Sara Curran and she's far from the land." (U12.500)

Sara Curran (1782 - 1808) was the great love of Robert Emmett, the Irish patriot who was executed in 1803. After Emmet's death, Sarah left her family and moved to Cork, where she met a soldier named Robert Sturgeon who offered her marriage and a home. They moved to Sicily, but she never fully recovered from her grief. Thomas Moore (1779 - 1852) wrote a sentimental poem about Curran, titled 'She is Far from the Land,' that starts:

'She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,
And lovers around her are sighing,
But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps,
For her heart in his grave is lying!'
"And Bloom, of course, with his knockmedown cigar putting on swank with his lardy face." (U12.501)
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