Richie cocked his lips apout.
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Richie cocked his lips apout. A low incipient note sweet banshee murmured: all. A thrush. A throstle. His breath, birdsweet, good teeth he’s proud of, fluted with plaintive woe. Is lost. Rich sound. Two notes in one there. Blackbird I heard in the hawthorn valley.
Episode 11. It's about four o'clock in the
afternoon, and Mr. Bloom is having dinner with Stephen's uncle, Richie
Goulding, in the restaurant of the Ormond Hotel. In the hotel saloon Stephen's father, Simon is playing the piano.
Father Cowley encourages Simon to sing, but
he refuses and plays the piano. Richey Goulding whistles along with the song.
"Sleepwalking" is one of the key words in Ulysses, featuring urban promenading. It appears in (U375.950) (U496.4926) (U567.849) (U568.854) and (U570.929).
Sleepwalking is believed to be a disease in
Mr. Bloom's family.
In Episode 6, Mr. Bloom compares the voice
of his wife to that of "a thrush, a throstle". His wife Molly is a singer.
(U77.240)
"Hawthorn" is a shrub with white flowers in the spring and red or yellow fruit in the fall. Its connotations include;
- In the Celtic calendar, it is the tutelary tree of June. The
current date in Ulysses is June 16.
- In ancient beliefs, it is a symbol of fertility and prosperity.
- The branches have sharp thorns, and it is said that Christ's crown
was made of hawthorn.
- It is said to have the power to ward off evil.
- The language of flowers is "hope”.
- Also called Mayflower, hawthorn was painted on the Mayflower (1620)
that sailed to America.
- Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804-1864) was the author of The Scarlet Letter,
a novel about adultery in 17th century Puritan society in Boston.
I can't tell from the text when Mr. Bloom
heard the blackbird in the valley of the hawthorn, but based on the inclusion
above, it must have been when he was with Molly.
And speaking of hawthorn, I can' t help but
think of Proust. The narrator as a boy meets Gilbert in the hedge of the Swan’s
house.
“And already the charm with which her name,
like a cloud of incense, had filled that archway in the pink hawthorn through
which she and I had, together, heard its sound, was beginning to conquer, to
cover, to embalm, to beautify everything with which it had any association:…“
Marcel Proust, Swann's Way (Remembrance Of Things Past, Volume one), translated by C. K. Scott Moncrieff
I fancy that Joyce's reference to hawthorn
with the phrase "all is lost" may be a reference to "Swann’s
Way" published in 1913.
"Blackbird in hawthorn" by Roger Bunting is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 2.0
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