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       That is how poets write, the similar sounds. But then Shakespeare has no
rhymes : blank verse. The flow of the language it is. The thoughts. Solemn.

                  Hamlet, I am thy father’s spirit
                  Doomed for a certain time to walk the earth.

        Two apples a penny! Two for a penny!
       His gaze passed over the glazed apples serried on her stand. Australians
they must be this time of year. Shiny peels : polishes them up with a rag or a
       Wait. Those poor birds.
       He halted again and bought from the old applewoman two Banbury cakes
for a penny and broke the brittle paste and threw its fragments down into the
Liffey. See that? The gulls swooped silently two, then all, from their heights,
pouncing on prey. Gone. Every morsel.
       Aware of their greed and cunning he shook the powdery crumb from his
hands. They never expected that. Manna. Live on fishy flesh they have to, all sea
birds, gulls, seagoose. Swans from Anna Liffey swim down here sometimes to
preen themselves. No accounting for tastes. Wonder what kind is swanmeat.
Robinson Crusoe had to live on them.
       They wheeled, flapping weakly. I’m not going to throw any more. Penny
quite enough. Lot of thanks I get. Not even a caw. They spread foot and mouth
disease too. If you cram a turkey, say, on chestnut meal it tastes like that.
Eat pig like pig. But then why is it that saltwater fish are not salty? How is that?
       His eyes sought answer from the river and saw a rowboat rock at anchor
on the treacly swells lazily its plastered board.
       Good idea that. Wonder if he pays rent to the corporation. How can you
own water really? It’s always flowing in a stream, never the same, which in the
stream of life we trace. Because life is a stream. All kind of places are good
for ads. That quack doctor for the clap used to be stuck up in all the green-
houses. Never see it now. Strictly confidential. Dr Hy Franks. Didn’t cost him
a red like Maginni the dancing master self advertisement. Got fellows to stick
them up or stick them up himself for that matter on the q.t. running in to
loosen a button. Fly by night. Just the place too. post no bills. post iio pills.
Some chap with a dose burning him.