Monday, 22 June 2015, Pages 242 - 243

Stopped at "... it was such a blowick day."  (243.20)

Joyce presents what seems to be one of his most favorite nursery rhymes in a new incarnation:

"Psing a psalm of psexpeans, apocryphul of rhyme!"

i.e., "sing a song of six pence, a pocketful of rye"