Death to cows...Frank (Punch) Costello
"Mr Stephen, a little moved but ver handsomely told him no such matter and htat he had dispatches from the emperor's chief tailtickler thanking him for the hospitality, that was sending over Doctor Rinderpest, the bestquoted cowcatcher in all Muscovy, with a bolus or two of physic to take the bull by the horns."
"Irish by name and irish by nature, says Mr Stephen, and he sent the ale purling about, an Irish bull in an English chinashop." -327
"True for you, says Mr Vincent cross the table, and a bullseye into the bargain, says he, and a plumper and a portlier bull, says he, never shit on a shamrock."
"By the Harry, Green is the grass that grows on the ground."
"But one evening, says Mr. Dixon, when the lord Harry was cleaning his royal pelt to go to dinner after winning a boatrace (he had spade oars for himself but the first rule of the course was that the others were to row with pitchforks) he discovered in himself a wonderful likeness to a bull and on picking up a blackthumbed chapbook that he kept in the pantry he found sure enough that he was a lefthanded descendant of the famous champion bull of the romans, Bos Bovum, which is a good bog Latin for boss of the show." -328
Defender of the Faith...so the Lord Harry Joyce is writing about is actually Henry the VIII. Hilarious. "
I love how Joyce is playing with language in Oxen of the Sun. In this section, we really get into the name of the chapter and the slaughtering of the cattle of Ireland...due to foot and mouth disease. The extensive use of archaic language is hysterical, but also very clever. He is writing the dialogue and interactions of a bunch of disasterously drunk people in a flowery language that envokes romanticism and chivalry.
Then Mulligan shows up...with his business proposition. Basically, he's proposing to be a male prostitute, but not for reasons of sexual pleasure, but for reasons of "fertilization". This causes an uproar among the drunks and everyone has a good laugh. "He proposed to set up there a national fertilising farm to be named Omphalos with an obelisk hewn and erected after the fashion of Egypt..."
"Mr Stephen, a little moved but ver handsomely told him no such matter and htat he had dispatches from the emperor's chief tailtickler thanking him for the hospitality, that was sending over Doctor Rinderpest, the bestquoted cowcatcher in all Muscovy, with a bolus or two of physic to take the bull by the horns."
"Irish by name and irish by nature, says Mr Stephen, and he sent the ale purling about, an Irish bull in an English chinashop." -327
"True for you, says Mr Vincent cross the table, and a bullseye into the bargain, says he, and a plumper and a portlier bull, says he, never shit on a shamrock."
"By the Harry, Green is the grass that grows on the ground."
"But one evening, says Mr. Dixon, when the lord Harry was cleaning his royal pelt to go to dinner after winning a boatrace (he had spade oars for himself but the first rule of the course was that the others were to row with pitchforks) he discovered in himself a wonderful likeness to a bull and on picking up a blackthumbed chapbook that he kept in the pantry he found sure enough that he was a lefthanded descendant of the famous champion bull of the romans, Bos Bovum, which is a good bog Latin for boss of the show." -328
Defender of the Faith...so the Lord Harry Joyce is writing about is actually Henry the VIII. Hilarious. "
I love how Joyce is playing with language in Oxen of the Sun. In this section, we really get into the name of the chapter and the slaughtering of the cattle of Ireland...due to foot and mouth disease. The extensive use of archaic language is hysterical, but also very clever. He is writing the dialogue and interactions of a bunch of disasterously drunk people in a flowery language that envokes romanticism and chivalry.
Then Mulligan shows up...with his business proposition. Basically, he's proposing to be a male prostitute, but not for reasons of sexual pleasure, but for reasons of "fertilization". This causes an uproar among the drunks and everyone has a good laugh. "He proposed to set up there a national fertilising farm to be named Omphalos with an obelisk hewn and erected after the fashion of Egypt..."
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