What’s that? An egg? By the brothers Boot it stinks fresh. Give it to Gillot. Galileo how are you and his consecutive thirds! The vile old Copernican lead-swinging son of a sutler! We’re moving he said we’re off – Porca Madonna! the way a boatswain would be, or a sack-of-potatoey charging Pretender. That’s not moving, that’s moving. (...)  |
| Samuel Beckett, Whoroscope, The Hours Press, Paris, 1930, Edition of 300 (100 copies signed by the author) |
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WHOROSCOPE │Samuel Beckett
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