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"manufacturer to His Majesty the King." (U8.3) |
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"God. Save. Our. Sitting on his throne" (U4.4)
'God Save The King/Queen' is a patriotic song written and popularized in England in the 1740s, under George II. It is considered the national anthem of Great Britain, though it has never been made official by an Act of Parliament or a Royal Proclamation. Its first verse: "God save our gracious King, Long live our noble King, God save the King! Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us; God save the King!" |
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"sucking red jujubes white." (U8.4)
A jujube is a small, fruit-flavored jellied candy, sometimes medicated to soothe a sore throat - here advertised in The Gael (1903) |
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"His slow feet walked him riverward, reading. Are you saved? All are washed in the blood of the lamb. God wants blood victim. Birth, hymen," (U8.10) |
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"Dr John Alexander Dowie, restorer of the church in Zion, is coming." (U8.13)
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"Is coming! Is coming!! Is coming!!!
All heartily welcome. Paying game. Torry and Alexander last year. Polygamy. His wife will put the stopper on that." (U8.15) |
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Reuben Archer Torrey (1856-1928), was an American evangelist, pastor, educator, and writer. |
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Charles McCallon Alexander (1867-1920), a native of East Tennessee, was a popular 19th Century gospel singer who worked the evangelistic circuit for many years. |
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"Where was that ad some Birmingham firm the luminous crucifix? Our Saviour. Wake up in the dead of night and see him on the wall, hanging." (U8.18) |
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"Pepper's ghost idea. Iron Nails Ran In." (U8.20) |
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"From Butler's monument house corner he glanced along Bachelor's walk. Dedalus' daughter there still outside Dillon's auction rooms. Must be selling off some old furniture. Knew her eyes at once from the father. Lobbing about waiting for him. Home always breaks up when the mother goes." (U8.27) |
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"Fifteen children he had. Birth every year almost." (U8.31) |
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"That's in their theology or the priest won't give the poor woman the confession, the absolution. Increase and multiply. Did you ever hear such an idea? Eat you out of house and home." (U8.31) |
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"No families themselves to feed. Living on the fat of the land. Their butteries and larders. I'd like to see them do the black fast Yom Kippur. Crossbuns. One meal and a collation for fear he'd collapse on the altar." (U8.34) |
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"A housekeeper of one of those fellows if you could pick it out of her. Never pick it out of her. Like getting £.s.d. out of him. Does himself well. No guests. All for number one. Watching his water. Bring your own bread and butter. His reverence: mum's the word." (U8.37) |