Lapses are condoned. Even the great Napoleon"

"when measurements were taken near the skin after his death..."

"(Mrs Dignam, widow woman, her snubnose and cheeks flushed with deathtalk, tears and Tunney's tawny sherry, hurries by in her weeds, her bonnet awry, rouging and powdering her cheeks, lips and nose, a pen chivvying her brood of cygnets. Beneath her skirt appear her late husband's everyday trousers and turnedup boots, large eights."

"She holds a Scottish Widows' insurance policy and a large marquee umbrella under which her brood run with her,"

"Patsy hopping on one shod foot, his collar loose, a hank of porksteaks dangling, Freddy whimpering, Susy with a crying cod's mouth, Alice struggling with the baby. She cuffs them on, her streamers flaunting aloft.) "


Ah, ma, you're dragging me along!


Mamma, the beeftea is fizzing over! "


(with paralytic rage) Weda seca whokilla farst.

(The face of Martin Cunningham, bearded, refeatures Shakespeare's beardless face. The marquee umbrella sways drunkenly, the children run aside. "

"The marquee umbrella sways drunkenly, the children run aside. Under the umbrella appears Mrs Cunningham in merry widow hat"

"and kimono gown. She glides sidling and bowing, twirling japanesily.)



And they call me the jewel of Asia!


(Gazes on her, impassive.) Immense! Most bloody awful demirep!"


Et exaltabuntur cornua iusti. Queens lay with prize bulls. Remember Pasiphae for whose lust my grandoldgrossfather made the first confessionbox. Forget not Madam Grissel Steevens nor the suine scions of the house of Lambert. And Noah was drunk with wine. And his ark was open."

"(Stephen claps hat on head and leaps over to the fireplace where he stands with shrugged shoulders, finny hands outspread, a painted smile on his face.)


(Pommelling on the sofa.) Rmm Rmm Rmm Rrrrrrmmmm."

(Gabbles with marionette jerks.) Thousand places of entertainment to expense your evenings"

"with lovely ladies saling gloves and other things perhaps hers heart beerchops"


In French, chope = beer mug.
"perfect fashionable house very eccentric"


The 2 most fashionable houses in Paris were the Folies Bergeres and the Moulin Rouge, respectively founded in 1869 and 1889.
"where lots cocottes beautiful dressed much about princesses like are dancing cancan"


The cancan is a dance in quick 2/4 time that evolved in Paris between the 1830s and 1890s. It first appeared (as 'le chahut') in the working-class ballrooms of Montparnasse; it was part of the quadrille, a participatory dance for couples, who then indulged in high kicks and other antics. It gradually became a performance dance. A few men were cancan stars in the 1840-60s, but women performers were better known. They were mostly middle-ranking courtesans, and only semiprofessional entertainers. This PC shows 'La Belle Otero,' a famous dancer and courtesan at the Folies Bergeres, dressed like a princess. Among her conquests was Albert Edward Prince of Wales; he was a regular in the Parisian red light district, and at one point rented a suite in 'Le Chabanais,' a well-known brothel in Montmartre.
"and walking there parisian clowneries extra foolish"


The cancan at the turn of the century was practically synonymous with the Moulin Rouge; this PC (1908) shows Mariette, one of its dancers. There, in the 1890s, highly paid professionals such as 'La Goulue' (Louise Weber) till 1885, then Jane Avril, developed and perfected the various moves: the high kick or 'battement,' the 'rond de jambe' (quick rotary movement of lower leg with knee raised and skirt held up), the 'port d'armes' (turning on one leg, while grasping the other leg by the ankle and holding it almost vertical), the cartwheel, and the 'grand ├ęcart' (the flying or jump splits). In the 1920s, the cancan became (in England and the USA first) a highly choreographed line dance, that went back to Paris as the 'French Cancan.'
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