Marcalk    of my revolt.

        tacked me on tried to imagiold me once, in a moment of tlessness, y-one ype. Pepper and salt suit. Square feet. U, grizzled beard. Probably attends c matot plentifully to Fatimes talks to girls after nig . If so, ly    ed. ed loins.

        Marig oo lazy and free to add to it. Free, yes. ted loins are tem: s d ain or veronica. Decollation t in t by saint Jo tin gate.    do I see? A decollated percurs to pick the lock.

        Marc. Free. Soul free and fancy free. Let t the dead.

        Marurse. Lync. two lean er a heifer.

        Marc seen    nigs at t not peevis you now?

        Marc: B.V.M. o escape io. Said I oo muc true. tle and uood less. to faitless mind. to leave cer t of repentance. ot repent. told    threepence.

        t to college. Ottle round ime about Bruno talian and ended in pidgin Engliserrible ic. I said erribly burned. o t to alla bergamasca.    o rudes ? Yes, ears, one from each eye.

        Crossing Step is, my green, remembered t rymen and not mine ed    called ion. A quartet of ty-seventry regiment, sat at t of tossed up dice for t of the crucified.

        ent to library. tried to read t out yet. Am I alarmed? About    s again.

        Blake e:

        I wonder if illiam Bond will die

        For assuredly he is very ill.

        Alas, poor illiam!

        I    a diorama in Rotunda. At tures of big nobs. Among t Gladstone, just tra played O illie, we have missed you.

        A race of clodhoppers!

        Marcroubled nig to get t.

        A long curving gallery. From t is peopled by t in stooken of hem for ever as dark vapours.

        Strange figures advance as from a cave. t as tall as men. One does not seem to stand quite apart from anot, reaks. t me and to ask me somet speak.

        Marco Dixon and    o till    back. Crocodile said all rigold    o do    it or    It.

        tality, Lepidus    of your mud by tion of your sun.

        And mine? Is it not too? to Nile mud !

        April 1. Disapprove of t phrase.

        April 2. Saing cakes in Joons, Mooney and OBriens. Ratells me ly ed t no I did. Sly behind a bushel of icklow bran.

        April 3. Met Davin at te Findlaters cer and ick. Asked me    true I    o tara rodu. Fate and observant. Asked Davin if    offer . Davin could not, o a meeting. old me    eye. Asked me eo t over. told me t. ants me to read la out for t. More mud, more crocodiles.

        April 5. ild spring. Scudding clouds. O life! Dark stream of ser on e floter. houpla!

        April 6. Certainly s. Lyncime of    is ed in t and t is living only because it brings forture. Statues of women, if Lync, sfully s.

        April 6, later. Mices remembers fottey and,    at all. I desire to press in my arms t yet e into the world.

        April 10. Faintly, u, ty o dreamless sleep as a ly no, as t s as gems, o idings?

        April 11. Read e last nigion. ould s? I to like it also.

        April 13. t tundisime. I looked it up and find it Englis Englisoo. Damn tudies and    did o teaco learn it from us. Damn her!

        April 14. Jo returned from t of Ireland. European and Asiatic papers please copy. old us    an old man tain . Old man    pipe. Old man spoke Iriso    universe and stars. Old man sat, listened, smoked, spat. then said:

        -- A be terrible queer creatures at tter and of the world.

        I fear    is    struggle all t till day e, till    till.

        till ill o me? No. I mean no harm.

        April 15. Met oday point blank in Grafton Street. t us togetopped. Ss of stories about me. to gain time. Asked me ing poems? About urned off t valve at ond opeual-ing apparatus, ied and patented in all tries by Dante Aligalked rapidly of myself and my plans. In t of it unluckily I made a suddeure of a revolutionary nature. I must o to look at us. S after and, in going away, said s I said.

        No friendly, dont you?

        Yes, I liked oday. A little or mue. t case, all t, all t I t I t and all t I felt I felt, all t before no.O, give it up, old c off!

        April 16. Away! Away!

        te arms of roads, tall s stand against tale of distant nations. t to say: e are alone - e. And to me, to go, sant and terrible youth.

        April 26. Motting my ne is and    feels. Amen. So be it. ele, O life, I go to enter for time ty of experiend te in ted sy race.

        April 27. Old fatificer, stand me noead.

        Dublin, 1904

        trieste, 1914
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