(Portentously) Its world! It is the same told of all. Many. Miscegenations on miscegenations. They lived und laughed ant loved end left. (Soft beating of the drum and his voice gradually fades.) In the ignorance that implies impression that knits knowledge that finds the nameform that whets the wits that convey contacts that sweeten sensation that drives desire that adheres to attachment that dogs death that bitches birth that entails the ensuance of existentiality . . .
from Passages of Finnegans Wake by James Joyce/ theater adaptation:
— Mary Manning —
*[ WSB ].