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this our loyal city of Dublin in the year I of the
Paradisiacal Era.
PADDY LEONARD: What am I to do about my rates
and taxes?
BLOOM: Pay them, my friend.
PADDY LEONARD: Thank you.
NOSEY FLYNN: Can I raise a mortgage on my fire
insurance?
BLOOM: (Obdurately) Sirs, take notice that by the law
of torts you are bound over in your own recognisances for
six months in the sum of five pounds.
J. J. O’MOLLOY: A Daniel did I say? Nay! A Peter
O’Brien!
NOSEY FLYNN: Where do I draw the five pounds?
PISSER BURKE: For bladder trouble?
BLOOM:
Acid. nit. hydrochlor. dil., 20 minims
Tinct. nux vom., 5 minims
Extr. taraxel. iiq., 30 minims.
Aq. dis. ter in die.
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CHRIS CALLINAN: What is the parallax of the
subsolar ecliptic of Aldebaran?
BLOOM: Pleased to hear from you, Chris. K. II.
JOE HYNES: Why aren’t you in uniform?
BLOOM: When my progenitor of sainted memory
wore the uniform of the Austrian despot in a dank prison
where was yours?
BEN DOLLARD: Pansies?
BLOOM: Embellish (beautify) suburban gardens.
BEN DOLLARD: When twins arrive?
BLOOM: Father (pater, dad) starts thinking.
LARRY O’ROURKE: An eightday licence for my
new premises. You remember me, sir Leo, when you
were in number seven. I’m sending around a dozen of
stout for the missus.
BLOOM: (Coldly) You have the advantage of me. Lady
Bloom accepts no presents.
CROFTON: This is indeed a festivity.
BLOOM: (Solemnly) You call it a festivity. I call it a
sacrament.
ALEXANDER KEYES: When will we have our own
house of keys?
BLOOM: I stand for the reform of municipal morals
and the plain ten commandments. New worlds for old.
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Union of all, jew, moslem and gentile. Three acres and a
cow for all children of nature. Saloon motor hearses.
Compulsory manual labour for all. All parks open to the
public day and night. Electric dishscrubbers. Tuberculosis,
lunacy, war and mendicancy must now cease. General
amnesty, weekly carnival with masked licence, bonuses for
all, esperanto the universal language with universal
brotherhood. No more patriotism of barspongers and
dropsical impostors. Free money, free rent, free love and a
free lay church in a free lay state.
O’MADDEN BURKE: Free fox in a free henroost.
DAVY BYRNE: (Yawning) Iiiiiiiiiaaaaaaach!
BLOOM: Mixed races and mixed marriage.
LENEHAN: What about mixed bathing?
(bloom explains to those near him his schemes for social
regeneration. All agree with him. The keeper of the Kildare Street
Museum appears, dragging a lorry on which are the shaking
statues of several naked goddesses, Venus Callipyge, Venus
Pandemos, Venus Metempsychosis, and plaster figures, also
naked, representing the new nine muses, Commerce, Operatic
Music, Amor, Publicity, Manufacture, Liberty of Speech, Plural
Voting, Gastronomy, Private Hygiene, Seaside Concert
Entertainments, Painless Obstetrics and Astronomy for the
People.)
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FATHER FARLEY: He is an episcopalian, an
agnostic, an anythingarian seeking to overthrow our holy
faith.
MRS RIORDAN: (Tears up her will) I’m disappointed
in you! You bad man!
MOTHER GROGAN: (Removes her boot to throw it at
Bloom) You beast! You abominable person!
NOSEY FLYNN: Give us a tune, Bloom. One of the
old sweet songs.
BLOOM: (With rollicking humour)
I vowed that I never would leave her,
She turned out a cruel deceiver.
With my tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom
tooraloom.
HOPPY HOLOHAN: Good old Bloom! There’s nobody
like him after all.
PADDY LEONARD: Stage Irishman!
BLOOM: What railway opera is like a tramline in
Gibraltar? The Rows of Casteele.(Laughter.)
LENEHAN: Plagiarist! Down with Bloom!
THE VEILED SIBYL: (Enthusiastically) I’m a Bloomite
and I glory in it. I believe in him in spite of all. I’d give
my life for him, the funniest man on earth.
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BLOOM: (Winks at the bystanders) I bet she’s a bonny
lassie.
THEODORE PUREFOY: (In fishingcap and oilskin
jacket) He employs a mechanical device to frustrate the
sacred ends of nature.
THE VEILED SIBYL: (Stabs herself) My hero god! (She
dies)
(Many most attractive and enthusiastic women also commit
suicide by stabbing, drowning, drinking prussic acid, aconite,
arsenic, opening their veins, refusing food, casting themselves
under steamrollers, from the top of Nelson’s Pillar, into the great
vat of Guinness’s brewery, asphyxiating themselves by placing
their heads in gasovens, hanging themselves in stylish garters,
leaping from windows of different storeys.)
ALEXANDER J DOWIE: (ViolentlY) Fellowchristians
and antiBloomites, the man called Bloom is from the roots
of hell, a disgrace to christian men. A fiendish libertine
from his earliest years this stinking goat of Mendes gave
precocious signs of infantile debauchery, recalling the cities
of the plain, with a dissolute granddam. This vile
hypocrite, bronzed with infamy, is the white bull
mentioned in the Apocalypse. A worshipper of the Scarlet
Woman, intrigue is the very breath of his nostrils. The
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