In this PC of an Irish woman 'Going to Mass,' the mitre and crozier are emblems of Irish Catholicism. Others are the Muckross Abbey and the cross of Monasterboice.
"His pace slackened. Here. Am I going to Aunt Sara's or not? My consubstantial father's voice. Did you see anything of your artist brother Stephen lately? No? Sure he's not down in Strasburg terrace with his aunt Sally? Couldn't he fly a bit higher than that, eh? And and and and tell us, Stephen, how is uncle Si?" (U3.61)
"O weeping God, the things I married into! De boys up in de hayloft. The drunken little costdrawer and his brother, the cornet player. Highly respectable gondoliers!" (U3.65)
'The Gondoliers or The King of Barataria' is an opera by Gilbert & Sullivan, seen here in an Irish production. The characters include the gondolier brothers Marco and Giuseppe Palmieri, and 'a highly respectable brigand'.
"And skeweyed Walter sirring his father, no less. Sir. Yes, sir. No, sir. Jesus wept: and no wonder, by Christ!" (U3.67)
"I pull the wheezy bell of their shuttered cottage: and wait.
They take me for a dun, peer out from a coign of vantage.
- It's Stephen, sir.
- Let him in. Let Stephen in.
A bolt drawn back and Walter welcomes me.
- We thought you were someone else." (U3.70)
"In his broad bed nuncle Richie, pillowed and blanketed, extends over the hillock of his knees a sturdy forearm. Cleanchested. He has washed the upper moiety.
- Morrow, nephew. Sit down and take a walk.
He lays aside the lapboard whereon he drafts his bills of costs for the eyes of Master Goff and Master Shapland Tandy, filing consents and common searches and a writ of Duces Tecum. A bogoak frame over his bald head: Wilde's Requiescat." (U3.76)
"The drone of his misleading whistle brings Walter back.
- Yes, sir?
- Malt for Richie and Stephen, tell mother. Where is she?" (U3.83)
"- Bathing Crissie, sir.
Papa's little bedpal. Lump of love.
- No, uncle Richie...
- Call me Richie." (U3.87)
"Damn your lithia water. It lowers. Whusky!" (U3.90)
Lithia water is mineral water containing lithium (Li) salts. Medicinal interest in Li began in the mid-1800s when Lipowitz and Ure reported that Li solutions dissolved uric acid crystals. This led to the belief that lithium was useful in gout, and other diseases thought to be due to an imbalance in uric acid (including angina, asthma, arthritis, depression, headaches, hypertension, epilepsy). Lithium is used nowadays in the treatment of mood disorders.
"-Uncle Rickie, really...
- Sit down or by the law Harry I'll knock you down.
Walter squints vainly for a chair.
- He has nothing to sit down on, sir.
- He has nowhere to put it, you mug. Bring in our Chippendale chair." (U3.92)
Thomas Chippendale (1718 - 1779) was a famous London cabinet-maker and furniture designer in the mid-Georgian, English Rococo, and Neoclassical styles. He published (1754) a book of his designs, titled 'The Gentleman and Cabinet Maker's Director' that established the fashion for furniture for that period. Malahide Castle has a fine collection of Chippendale chairs.
"Nor in the stagnant bay of Marsh's library where you read the fading prophecies of Joachim Abbas. For whom? The hundredheaded rabble of the cathedral close. A hater of his kind ran from them to the wood of madness, his mane foaming in the moon, his eyeballs stars. Houyhnhnm, horsenostrilled." (U3.107)
"The oval equine faces, Temple, Buck Mulligan, Foxy Campbell, Lanternjaws. Abbas father, furious dean, what offence laid fire to their brains? Paff! Paff! Descende, calve, ut ne amplius decalveris!" (U3.111)
"A garland of grey hair on his comminated head see him me clambering down to the footpace (descende!) clutching a monstrance, basiliskeyed. Get down, bald poll! A choir gives back menace and echo, assisting about the altar's horns, the snorted Latin of jackpriests moving burly in their albs, tonsured and oiled and gelded, fat with the fat of kidneys of wheat." (U3.114)
"A choir gives back menace and echo, assisting about the altar's horns, the snorted Latin of jackpriests moving burly in their albs, tonsured and oiled and gelded, fat with the fat of kidneys of wheat." (U3.116)
"And at the same instant perhaps a priest round the corner is elevating it. Dringdring! And two streets off another locking it into a pyx. Dringadring!" (U3.120)
"And in a ladychapel another taking housel all to his own cheek. Dringdring! Down, up, forward, back. Dan Occam thought of that, invincible doctor. A misty English morning the imp hypostasis tickled his brain. Bringing his host down and kneeling he heard twine with his second bell the first bell in the transept (he is lifting his) and, rising, heard (now I am lifting) their two bells (he is kneeling) twang in diphthong." (U3.122)