From 5929178fbd8b5caafdb39fe60015842d21f48549 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Ronan Crowley Date: Sat, 4 Nov 2017 12:19:22 +0100 Subject: [PATCH] Per #19 (incomplete) --- persons.txt | 50 ++++++++++++++++++---------------- u15_circe.xml | 74 +++++++++++++++++++++++++-------------------------- 2 files changed, 64 insertions(+), 60 deletions(-) diff --git a/persons.txt b/persons.txt index 34fd93b..d327a0b 100644 --- a/persons.txt +++ b/persons.txt @@ -20,15 +20,19 @@ bb Blazes Boylan bd Bob Doran bds Burton diners pl. bed Ben Dollard +bk Bridie Kelly bl Bantam Lyons +bliz Black Liz bm Buck Mulligan bod Boody Dedalus bp Bald Pat bs blind stripling bss Belvedere schoolboys pl. +bt Brian Tweedy bv Bernard Vaughan c57c Constable 57C +cam Charles Alberta Marsh cat the Blooms' cat cbocftf Cashel Boyle O'Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell ccaff Cissy Caffrey @@ -75,6 +79,7 @@ fws F. W. Sweny gc bells of George's Church gd Garrett Deasy gf Gerald Fitzgerald, earl of Kildare +gfo George Fottrell gl George Lidwell gm George Moore gmd Gerty MacDowell @@ -83,6 +88,7 @@ grm George Robert Mesias ha Haines hcl Hugh C. Love hh Hoppy Holohan +hr Horace Rumbold hs Hely's shopgirl jb Josie Breen @@ -109,14 +115,17 @@ ke Kevin Egan kr Kitty Ricketts lb Leopold Bloom +lb2 Henry Flower ld Lydia Douce len Lenehan lor Larry O'Rourke +ls Lorcan Sherlock ma Virgin Mary -mac Martha Clifford +mac The Man in the Macintosh mad May Dedalus magd Maggy Dedalus +marc Martha Clifford mard Mary Driscoll mb Molly Bloom mc Martin Cunningham @@ -150,9 +159,12 @@ om Old Monks omb O'Madden Burke or old Royce +pb Philip Beaufoy pc Punch Costello pd Paddy Dignam pe Patrice Egan +phild Philip Drunk +phils Philip Sober pl Paddy Leonard profmh professor MacHugh @@ -168,6 +180,7 @@ sb Seymour Bushe sd Stephen Dedalus sid Simon Dedalus stg Skin the Goat +sud Susy Dignam ta Talbot tc the citizen @@ -175,6 +188,7 @@ tcaff Tommy Caffrey tcob the company of all the blessed ter Terry tg Thornton's girl +th Timothy Harrington tk Tom Kernan tl Thomas Lyster tn The Nameless One @@ -188,6 +202,10 @@ ua unidentified applewoman uatt unidentified attendant uatt2 second unidentified attendant uboat unidentified boatman +ubell unidentified bellhanger +ubid unidentified bidder +ublack unidentified blacksmith +ublue unidentified bluecoat schoolboy ubus unidentified businessman ubk unidentified bookseller ubo unidentified boots @@ -208,6 +226,7 @@ ul3 unidentified third loafer uland unidentified landlord in pistachios parody uls unidentified lovers pl. un unidentified newsboys pl. +unav unidentified navvy uo unidentified one uom unidentified old man up unidentified priest @@ -230,15 +249,17 @@ vl Vincent Lynch w1 First Watch w2 Second Watch wg Walter Goulding +ws William Shakespeare zh Zoe Higgins - +======================================================================================== +======================================================================================== +======================================================================================== +======================================================================================== +======================================================================================== Yet to be sorted: -A Bellhanger -A Bidder -A Blacksmith -A Bluecoat Schoolboy +======================================================================================== A Darkvisaged Man A Deadhand A Female Infant @@ -259,45 +280,30 @@ An Applewoman An Elector An Old Resident Biddy the Clap -Black Liz Bloom's Boys -Bridie Kelly Brini Papal Nuncio Brother Buzz Cavaliers -Charles Alberta Marsh Citron -Councillor Lorcan Sherlock Crab Cunty Kate Distant Voices Dolly Gray Don Emile Patrizio Franz Rupert Pope Hennessy Edward the Seventh -George Fottrell -Henry Flower Hornblower Hours -Late Lord Mayor Timothy Harrington Lipoti Virag Longhand and Shorthand Lord Tennyson -Major Brian Tweedy Nurse Callan Nurse Quigley Old Gummy Granny -Philip Beaufoy -Philip Drunk -Philip Sober -priest_Lotus Private Carr Private Compton -Rumbold -Shakespeare Signor Maffei Sleepy Hollow Staggering Bob -Susy Dignam The Answer The Artane Orphans The Babes and Sucklings @@ -344,12 +350,10 @@ The Jurors The Kisses The Loiterers The Male Brutes -The Man in the Macintosh The Mob The Moth The Motorman The Nannygoat -The Navvy The Nymph The Orange Lodges The Peers diff --git a/u15_circe.xml b/u15_circe.xml index 07774c6..3a79dbe 100755 --- a/u15_circe.xml +++ b/u15_circe.xml @@ -361,7 +361,7 @@ no-one in it only her old father that's dead drunk.

(She points. In the gap of her dark den furtive, rainbedraggled, Bridie Kelly stands.) -Bridie +Bridie

Hatch street. Any good in your mind?

 (With a squeak she flaps her bat shawl and runs. A burly rough pursues with booted strides. He stumbles on the steps, recovers, @@ -606,11 +606,11 @@ From a bulge of window curtains a gramophone rears a battered brazen trunk. In the shadow a shebeenkeeper haggles with the navvy and the two redcoats.) -The Navvy +The Navvy

(belching) Where's the bloody house?

 The Shebeenkeeper

Purdon street. Shilling a bottle of stout. Respectable woman.

 -The Navvy +The Navvy

(gripping the two redcoats, staggers forward with them) Come on, you British army!

 Private Carr @@ -619,14 +619,14 @@

(laughs) What ho!

 Private Carr

(to the navvy) Portobello barracks canteen. You ask for Carr. Just Carr.

 -The Navvy +The Navvy

(shouts) We are the boys. Of Wexford.

 Private Compton

Say! What price the sergeantmajor?

 Private Carr

Bennett? He's my pal. I love old Bennett.

 -The Navvy +The Navvy

(shouts) The galling chain. And free our native land.

 @@ -749,7 +749,7 @@ (A dark mercurialised face appears, leading a veiled figure.) The Dark Mercury

The Castle is looking for him. He was drummed out of the army.

 -Martha +Martha

(thickveiled, a crimson halter round her neck, a copy of the Irish Times in her hand, in tone of reproach, pointing) Henry! Leopold! Lionel, thou lost one! Clear my name.

 @@ -762,7 +762,7 @@ Lesurques and Dubosc. You remember the Childs fratricide case. We medical men. By striking him dead with a hatchet. I am wrongfully accused. Better one guilty escape than ninetynine wrongfully condemned.

 -Martha +Martha

(sobbing behind her veil) Breach of promise. My real name is Peggy Griffin. He wrote to me that he was miserable. I'll tell my brother, the Bective rugger fullback, on you, heartless flirt.

 @@ -816,7 +816,7 @@ morning dress, outbreast pocket with peak of handkerchief showing, creased lavender trousers and patent boots. He carries a large portfolio labelled Matcham's Masterstrokes.) -Beaufoy +Beaufoy

(drawls) No, you aren't. Not by a long shot if I know it. I don't see it, that's all. No born gentleman, no-one with the most rudimentary promptings of a gentleman would stoop to such particularly loathsome @@ -829,7 +829,7 @@ Bloom

(murmurs with hangdog meekness glum) That bit about the laughing witch hand in hand I take exception to, if I may ...

 -Beaufoy +Beaufoy

(his lip upcurled, smiles superciliously on the court) You funny ass, you! You're too beastly awfully weird for words! I don't think you need over excessively disincommodate yourself in that regard. My literary agent Mr @@ -839,7 +839,7 @@ university.

 Bloom

(indistinctly) University of life. Bad art.

 -Beaufoy +Beaufoy

(shouts) It's a damnably foul lie, showing the moral rottenness of the man! (he extends his portfolio) We have here damning evidence, the corpus delicti, my lord, a specimen of my maturer work disfigured by the hallmark @@ -849,7 +849,7 @@ Wiped his arse in the Daily News.

 Bloom

(bravely) Overdrawn.

 -Beaufoy +Beaufoy

You low cad! You ought to be ducked in the horsepond, you rotter! (to the court) Why, look at the man's private life! Leading a quadruple existence! Street angel and house devil. Not fit to be mentioned in mixed society! The @@ -893,7 +893,7 @@

(scornfully) I had more respect for the scouringbrush, so I had. I remonstrated with him, Your lord, and he remarked: keep it quiet.

 (General laughter.) -George Fottrell +George Fottrell

(clerk of the crown and peace, resonantly) Order in court! The accused will now make a bogus statement.

 (Bloom, pleading not guilty and holding a fullblown waterlily, @@ -1179,7 +1179,7 @@ tanner's apron, a rope coiled over his shoulder, mounts the block. A life preserver and a nailstudded bludgeon are stuck in his belt. He rubs grimly his grappling hands, knobbed with knuckledusters.) -Rumbold +Rumbold

(to the recorder with sinister familiarity) Hanging Harry, your Majesty, the Mersey terror. Five guineas a jugular. Neck or nothing.

 (The bells of George's church toll slowly, loud dark iron.) @@ -1379,13 +1379,13 @@ Harrington, late thrice Lord Mayor of Dublin, imposing in mayoral scarlet, gold chain and white silk tie, confers with councillor Lorcan Sherlock, locum tenens. They nod vigorously in agreement.) -Late Lord Mayor Harrington +Late Lord Mayor Harrington

(in scarlet robe with mace, gold mayoral chain and large white silk scarf) That alderman sir Leo Bloom's speech be printed at the expense of the ratepayers. That the house in which he was born be ornamented with a commemorative tablet and that the thoroughfare hitherto known as Cow Parlour off Cork street be henceforth designated Boulevard Bloom.

 -Councillor Lorcan Sherlock +Councillor Lorcan Sherlock

Carried unanimously.

 Bloom

(impassionedly) These flying Dutchmen or lying Dutchmen as they recline @@ -1453,7 +1453,7 @@ The king of all birds, Saint Stephen's his day Was caught in the furze.

 -A Blacksmith +A Blacksmith

(murmurs) For the honour of God! And is that Bloom? He scarcely looks thirtyone.

 A Pavior and Flagger @@ -1465,7 +1465,7 @@

(nobly) All that man has seen!

 A Feminist

(masculinely) And done!

 -A Bellhanger +A Bellhanger

A classic face! He has the forehead of a thinker.

 (Bloom's weather. A sunburst appears in the northwest.) The Bishop of Down and Connor @@ -1533,7 +1533,7 @@

Hear! Hear!

 John Wyse Nolan

There's the man that got away James Stephens.

 -A Bluecoat Schoolboy +A Bluecoat Schoolboy

Bravo!

 An Old Resident

You're a credit to your country, sir, that's what you are.

 @@ -1558,7 +1558,7 @@

(dying) Morituri te salutant. (they die)

 (A man in a brown macintosh springs up through a trapdoor. He points an elongated finger at Bloom.) -The Man in the Macintosh +The Man in the Macintosh

Don't you believe a word he says. That man is Leopold M'Intosh, the notorious fireraiser. His real name is Higgins.

 Bloom @@ -2486,7 +2486,7 @@ sparrow feet are those of the tenor Mario, prince of Candia. He settles down his goffered ruffs and moistens his lips with a passage of his amorous tongue.) -Henry +Henry

(in a low dulcet voice, touching the strings of his guitar) There is a flower that bloometh.

 (Virag truculent, his jowl set, stares at the lamp. Grave Bloom @@ -2513,13 +2513,13 @@ (The Siamese twins, Philip Drunk and Philip Sober, two Oxford dons with lawnmowers, appear in the window embrasure. Both are masked with Matthew Arnold's face.) -Philip Sober +Philip Sober

Take a fool's advice. All is not well. Work it out with the buttend of a pencil, like a good young idiot. Three pounds twelve you got, two notes, one sovereign, two crowns, if youth but knew. Mooney's en ville, Mooney's sur mer, the Moira, Larchet's, Holles street hospital, Burke's. Eh? I am watching you.

 -Philip Drunk +Philip Drunk

(impatiently) Ah, bosh, man. Go to hell! I paid my way. If I could only find out about octaves. Reduplication of personality. Who was it told me his name? (his lawnmower begins to purr) Aha, yes. Zoe mou sas agapo. Have @@ -2580,9 +2580,9 @@ Pidgeon in the blue caps had a child off him that couldn't swallow and was smothered with the convulsions in the mattress and we all subscribed for the funeral.

 -Philip Drunk +Philip Drunk

(gravely) Qui vous a mis dans cette fichue position, Philippe?

 -Philip Sober +Philip Sober

(gaily) C'était le sacré pigeon, Philippe.

 (Kitty unpins her hat and sets it down calmly, patting her henna hair. And a prettier, a daintier head of winsome curls was never seen @@ -2617,7 +2617,7 @@

Hold that fellow with the bad breeches.

 Ben Dollard

(smites his thigh in abundant laughter) Hold him now.

 -Henry +Henry

(caressing on his breast a severed female head, murmurs) Thine heart, mine love. (he plucks his lutestrings) When first I saw ...

 Virag @@ -2632,7 +2632,7 @@ sideways on the wall a pusyellow flybill, butting it with his head.) The Flybill

K. 11. Post No Bills. Strictly confidential. Dr Hy Franks.

 -Henry +Henry

All is lost now.

 (Virag unscrews his head in a trice and holds it under his arm.) Virag's Head @@ -3090,14 +3090,14 @@ bares his arm and plunges it elbowdeep in Bloom's vulva) There's fine depth for you! What, boys? That give you a hardon? (he shoves his arm in a bidder's face) Here wet the deck and wipe it round!

 -A Bidder +A Bidder

A florin.

 (Dillon's lacquey rings his handbell.) The Lacquey

Barang!

 A Voice

One and eightpence too much.

 -Charles Alberta Marsh +Charles Alberta Marsh

Must be virgin. Good breath. Clean.

 Bello

(gives a rap with his gavel) Two bar. Rockbottom figure and cheap at the @@ -3707,7 +3707,7 @@

(quickly) O, I see. Short little finger. Henpecked husband. That wrong?

 (Black Liz, a huge rooster hatching in a chalked circle, rises, stretches her wings and clucks.) -Black Liz +Black Liz

Gara. Klook. Klook. Klook. (she sidles from her newlaid egg and waddles off)

 Bloom @@ -3823,7 +3823,7 @@ Shakespeare, beardless, appears there, rigid in facial paralysis, crowned by the reflection of the reindeer antlered hatrack in the hall.) -Shakespeare +Shakespeare

(in dignified ventriloquy) 'Tis the loud laugh bespeaks the vacant mind. (to Bloom) Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible. Gaze. (he crows with a black capon's laugh) Iagogo! How my Oldfellow chokit his @@ -3848,9 +3848,9 @@ flaunting aloft.) Freddy

Ah, ma, you're dragging me along!

 -Susy +Susy

Mamma, the beeftea is fizzing over!

 -Shakespeare +Shakespeare

(with paralytic rage) Weda seca whokilla farst.

 (The face of Martin Cunningham, bearded, refeatures Shakespeare's beardless face. The marquee umbrella sways @@ -4534,7 +4534,7 @@ hands) I bear no hate to a living thing, But I love my country beyond the king.

 -Rumbold, Demon Barber +Rumbold, Demon Barber

(accompanied by two blackmasked assistants, advances with gladstone bag which he opens) Ladies and gents, cleaver purchased by Mrs Pearcy to slay Mogg. Knife with which Voisin dismembered the wife of a compatriot and @@ -4551,7 +4551,7 @@ Mrs Bellingham, Mrs Yelverton Barry and the Honourable Mrs Mervyn Talboys rush forward with their handkerchiefs to sop it up.) -Rumbold +Rumbold

I'm near it myself. (he undoes the noose) Rope which hanged the awful rebel. Ten shillings a time. As applied to Her Royal Highness. (he plunges his head into the gaping belly of the hanged and draws out his head again @@ -4606,7 +4606,7 @@ Bloom

(to the redcoats) We fought for you in South Africa, Irish missile troops. Isn't that history? Royal Dublin Fusiliers. Honoured by our monarch.

 -The Navvy +The Navvy

(staggering past) O, yes! O God, yes! O, make the kwawr a krowawr! O! Bo!

 (Casqued halberdiers in armour thrust forward a pentice of gutted @@ -4615,7 +4615,7 @@ gilt chevrons and sabretaches, his breast bright with medals, toes the line. He gives the pilgrim warrior's sign of the knights templars.) -Major Tweedy +Major Tweedy

(growls gruffly) Rorke's Drift! Up, guards, and at them! Mahar shalal hashbaz.

 The Citizen @@ -4749,7 +4749,7 @@ the face. Stephen totters, collapses, falls, stunned. He lies prone, his face to the sky, his hat rolling to the wall. Bloom follows and picks it up.) -Major Tweedy +Major Tweedy

(loudly) Carbine in bucket! Cease fire! Salute!

 The Retriever

(barking furiously) Ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute.