> [Original Message] > From: Robert Paul <robert.paul@xxxxxxxx> > To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> > Date: 1/31/2006 8:37:19 PM > Subject: [lit-ideas] When Lil's Husband Got Demobbed > > [To Mike Geary, il miglior fabbro] > > When Lil's husband got demobbed, me said? > Me didn't mince me words, me said to she meself, > HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME > Now Albert's coming back, make yourself a bit smart. > Him?ll want to know what you done with that money him gave you > To get yourself some teeth. Him did, me was there. > You have them all out, Lil, and get a nice set, > Him said, me swear, me can't bear to look at you. > And no more can't me, me said, and think of poor Albert, > Him?s been in the army four years, him wants a good time, > And if you don't give it he, there's others will, me said. > Oh is there, her said. Something o' that, me said. > Then me?ll know who to thank, her said, and give I a straight look. > HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME > If you don't like it you can get on with it, me said. > Others can pick and choose if you can't. > But if Albert makes off, it won't be for lack of telling. > You ought to be ashamed, me said, to look so antique. > (And she only thirty-one.) > Me can't help it, her said, pulling a long face, > It's them pills me took, to bring it off, her said. > (Her?s had five already, and nearly died of young George.) > The chemist said it would be alright, but me?ve never been the same. > You are a proper fool, me said. > Well, if Albert won't leave you alone, there it is, me said, > What you get married for if you don't want children? > HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME 165 > Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon, > And they asked I in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot? > HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME > HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME > Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight. > Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight. > Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night. > I like Prufrock better but I like anything Eliot (even Eliot himself, with all his low lifey foibles). Why does he say Hurry up please it's time, I wonder, capital letters, repeated several times? I'm tempted to think he's playing around, in a sophisticated setting (the poem, not the pub). Any ideas? > Robert Paul > Writer in Transition > Mutton College > ------------------------------------------------------------------ > To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, > digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html