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The UPC for “Three Novels: Molloy / Malone Dies / The Unnamable” by Samuel Beckett, Barry McGovern is 687802108815. UPCs are unique numeric barcodes assigned by distributors to identify a music release — album, EP, or single — across every digital and physical retail platform. Released 2006-01-01. Label: RTÉ. This release contains 198 tracks, each with its own ISRC.
| # | Track Title | Artist(s) | ISWC | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | I am in my mother’s room. | — | ||
| 2 | This time, then once more I think, … | — | ||
| 3 | So I saw A and C going slowly … | — | ||
| 4 | He looks old and it is a sorry sight … | — | ||
| 5 | But that is not, I mean my hand, … | — | ||
| 6 | From things about to disappear … | — | ||
| 7 | So I doubtless did better, … | — | ||
| 8 | Now of all the noises that night … | — | ||
| 9 | But talking of the craving … | — | ||
| 10 | My mother never refused to see me, … | — | ||
| 11 | I should add, before I get down … | — | ||
| 12 | I was out of sorts. They are deep, … | — | ||
| 13 | At the police station I was haled … | — | ||
| 14 | And suddenly I remembered … | — | ||
| 15 | It was late afternoon when they … | — | ||
| 16 | They were watching me through … | — | ||
| 2-1 | That night was not like the other … | — | ||
| 2-2 | The glorious, the truly glorious … | — | ||
| 2-3 | Unable to remember the name … | — | ||
| 2-4 | There emanated such tedium … | — | ||
| 2-5 | Someone was poking the dog … | — | ||
| 2-6 | She ushered me into the drawing room … | — | ||
| 2-7 | I must have fallen asleep … | — | ||
| 2-8 | That moon then, all things considered … | — | ||
| 2-9 | The next day I demanded my clothes … | — | ||
| 2-10 | But that there were natural causes … | — | ||
| 2-11 | So I put my clothes on, having first … | — | ||
| 2-12 | But none the less from time to time … | — | ||
| 3-1 | Now as to telling you why … | — | ||
| 3-2 | My bicycle had disappeared again … | — | ||
| 3-3 | Now with regard to my food … | — | ||
| 3-4 | Could a woman have stopped me … | — | ||
| 3-5 | She must have been a woman … | — | ||
| 3-6 | Long before dawn this lodging house … | — | ||
| 3-7 | People were hastening angrily … | — | ||
| 3-8 | And while saying to myself that … | — | ||
| 3-9 | Morning is the time to hide … | — | ||
| 3-10 | But in order to blacken a few more … | — | ||
| 3-11 | It was obvious that by increasing … | — | ||
| 3-12 | Pausing then, and concentrating … | — | ||
| 4-1 | It was a wild part of the coast … | — | ||
| 4-2 | Let us try and get this dilemma clear … | — | ||
| 4-3 | And though it is no part of my tottering … | — | ||
| 4-4 | Bristling with boils ever since … | — | ||
| 4-5 | The forest was all about me and … | — | ||
| 4-6 | The shock knocked me down … | — | ||
| 4-7 | For I have greatly sinned, at all times … | — | ||
| 4-8 | But I also said, yet a little while … | — | ||
| 4-9 | And now, let us have done. Flat on my … | — | ||
| 5-1 | It is midnight. The rain is beating … | — | ||
| 5-2 | A man came into the garden and walked … | — | ||
| 5-3 | It was too late for mass. I did not need … | — | ||
| 5-4 | I got up and went to the kitchen … | — | ||
| 5-5 | The sun’s beams shone through … | — | ||
| 5-6 | I had nothing else to say to him … | — | ||
| 5-7 | I went up to my room again … | — | ||
| 5-8 | I got up and went to the window … | — | ||
| 5-9 | The agent and the messenger … | — | ||
| 5-10 | My weekly supply of lager … | — | ||
| 5-11 | I still had a few hours left before the dinner. | — | ||
| 5-12 | Molloy, or Mollose, was no stranger to me … | — | ||
| 5-13 | I knew then about Molloy, without … | — | ||
| 6-1 | Two remarks. Between Molloy … | — | ||
| 6-2 | Jacques was scarlet in the face … | — | ||
| 6-3 | I looked at my son. He had his mouth … | — | ||
| 6-4 | An acute pain shot through my knee. | — | ||
| 6-5 | Before going into my son’s room … | — | ||
| 6-6 | Finding my spirits as low in the … | — | ||
| 6-7 | My son could only embarrass me. … | — | ||
| 6-8 | I looked round for the last time … | — | ||
| 6-9 | In the lane, having locked … | — | ||
| 6-10 | It was summer holidays … | — | ||
| 6-11 | I have no intention of relating … | — | ||
| 6-12 | By the Molloy country I mean … | — | ||
| 6-13 | Some twenty paces from my … | — | ||
| 7-1 | I gave fitful thought, while basking … | — | ||
| 7-2 | One night, having finally succeeded … | — | ||
| 7-3 | The sky was that horrible colour … | — | ||
| 7-4 | Did you have a good night? I said. | — | ||
| 7-5 | I looked at my watch. It was ten o’clock … | — | ||
| 7-6 | The day seemed very long. | — | ||
| 7-7 | But when I woke it was day again … | — | ||
| 7-8 | It was evening. I had lit my fire … | — | ||
| 7-9 | I do not know what happened then … | — | ||
| 7-10 | But I did not go far. For I soon … | — | ||
| 7-11 | So this third day wore away. For I soon … | — | ||
| 7-12 | We went down the road. It was more … | — | ||
| 8-1 | In this way we came to Ballyba … | — | ||
| 8-2 | That night I had a violent scene … | — | ||
| 8-3 | I was therefore alone, with my bag … | — | ||
| 8-4 | It was evening. I had just crawled … | — | ||
| 8-5 | That night I set out for home … | — | ||
| 8-6 | Certain questions of a theological … | — | ||
| 8-7 | But before I launch my body … | — | ||
| 8-8 | Then there are the clothes I cleave … | — | ||
| 8-9 | It was evening. I was waiting quietly … | — | ||
| 8-10 | Now I may make an end … | — | ||
| 9-1 | I shall soon be quite dead at last … | — | ||
| 9-2 | This time I know where I am going … | — | ||
| 9-3 | Present state. This room seems to be mine … | — | ||
| 9-4 | Not only am I left here, but I am looked after … | — | ||
| 9-5 | The man’s name was Saposcat. Like his father’s … | — | ||
| 9-6 | What tedium. And I call that playing … | — | ||
| 9-7 | Sapo loved nature, took an interest … | — | ||
| 9-8 | We are getting on. Nothing is less like me … | — | ||
| 9-9 | The market. The inadequacy of the … | — | ||
| 9-10 | I told myself too that I must make better … | — | ||
| 10-1 | The Lamberts. The Lamberts found it … | — | ||
| 10-2 | The son, or heir, was a great strapping … | — | ||
| 10-3 | In the filthy kitchen, with its earth floor … | — | ||
| 10-4 | And so he went, all unsuspecting … | — | ||
| 10-5 | When I stop, as just now, the noises … | — | ||
| 10-6 | I fear I must have fallen asleep again … | — | ||
| 10-7 | The summer holidays were drawing to a close … | — | ||
| 10-8 | The Lamberts. One day Sapo arrived … | — | ||
| 10-9 | Now that it was dark again in the kitchen … | — | ||
| 10-10 | What tedium. If I went on to the stone … | — | ||
| 10-11 | There is naturally another possibility … | — | ||
| 11-1 | What misfortune, the pencil must have … | — | ||
| 11-2 | And while I was busy pursuing my pencil … | — | ||
| 11-3 | I have taken a long time to find him again … | — | ||
| 11-4 | The hat, as hard as iron, superbly domed … | — | ||
| 11-5 | And if as suggested it is dusk, then … | — | ||
| 11-6 | I feel I feel it’s coming … | — | ||
| 11-7 | But let’s leave these morbid matters … | — | ||
| 11-8 | Caught by the rain far from shelter Macmann … | — | ||
| 11-9 | And there comes the hour when nothing … | — | ||
| 11-10 | And it must be presumed that he received … | — | ||
| 12-1 | Quick quick my possessions … | — | ||
| 12-2 | I wonder what my last words will be … | — | ||
| 12-3 | My photograph. It is not a photograph … | — | ||
| 12-4 | I have lost my stick. That is the outstanding … | — | ||
| 12-5 | One day, much later, to judge by his appearance … | — | ||
| 12-6 | It seemed probable to Macmann that he was … | — | ||
| 12-7 | This first phase, that of the bed, was … | — | ||
| 12-8 | I am lost. Not a word. Inauspicious beginnings … | — | ||
| 12-9 | Moll. I’m going to kill her. She continued … | — | ||
| 12-10 | A last effort. Lemuel have the impression … | — | ||
| 13-1 | I have had a visit. Things were going too well … | — | ||
| 13-2 | Standing by the bed he watched me … | — | ||
| 13-3 | When he had gone I said to myself … | — | ||
| 13-4 | Wearing over his long shirt a great striped cloak … | — | ||
| 13-5 | Try and go on. The pure plateau air … | — | ||
| 13-6 | On one morning Lemuel, putting in the … | — | ||
| 13-7 | In the third a small thin man was pacing up and … | — | ||
| 13-8 | The waggonette. Up on the box, beside the … | — | ||
| 13-9 | The island. A last effort. The islet. The shore … | — | ||
| 14-1 | Where now? Who now? When now? … | — | ||
| 14-2 | Were I not devoid of feeling his beard would … | — | ||
| 14-3 | It would help me, since to me too I must … | — | ||
| 14-4 | The other advances full upon me … | — | ||
| 14-5 | Air, the air, is there anything to be squeezed … | — | ||
| 14-6 | I hope this preamble will soon come to an end … | — | ||
| 14-7 | I, of whom I know nothing, I know my eyes … | — | ||
| 14-8 | Let us then assume nothing, neither that I … | — | ||
| 14-9 | Decidedly Basil is becoming important, I’ll call him … | — | ||
| 14-10 | So many prospects in so short a time … | — | ||
| 15-1 | But one more suggestion before I forget … | — | ||
| 15-2 | Mahood himself nearly codded me more than once … | — | ||
| 15-3 | He’ll never reach us if he doesn’t get … | — | ||
| 15-4 | When I penetrate into that house, if I ever do … | — | ||
| 15-5 | Finally I found myself, without surprise … | — | ||
| 15-6 | There is no use denying, no use harping on … | — | ||
| 15-7 | Yes, it was fatal, no sooner had the … | — | ||
| 15-8 | If I have a warm place, it is not in their hearts … | — | ||
| 15-9 | I like this colourful language, these bold … | — | ||
| 15-10 | It’s a question of voices, of voices to keep … | — | ||
| 15-11 | Worm, I don’t like it, but I haven’t much … | — | ||
| 16-1 | It is the hour of the aperitif, already people … | — | ||
| 16-2 | When Mahood I once knew a doctor … | — | ||
| 16-3 | It is cold, this morning it snowed … | — | ||
| 16-4 | Worm, be worm, you’ll see, it’s impossible … | — | ||
| 16-5 | I’m worm, that is to say I am no longer he … | — | ||
| 16-6 | We must first, to begin with, go back to his … | — | ||
| 16-7 | It’s a starting point, he’s off, they don’t … | — | ||
| 16-8 | They look, to see if he has stirred … | — | ||
| 16-9 | Yes, so much the worse, he knows it is … | — | ||
| 16-10 | Currish obscurity, to thy kennel, hell‐hound … | — | ||
| 17-1 | But what calm, apart from the discourse … | — | ||
| 17-2 | In any case they are easy, rightly or wrongly … | — | ||
| 17-3 | But this is my punishment, my crime is my … | — | ||
| 17-4 | Or worm, good old worm, perhaps he won’t … | — | ||
| 17-5 | I myself am exceptionally given to the tear … | — | ||
| 17-6 | As far as I personally am concerned there is … | — | ||
| 17-7 | And it’s not over. For here comes another … | — | ||
| 17-8 | How all comes right in the end to be sure … | — | ||
| 17-9 | Moreover, that’s right, link, link, you never know … | — | ||
| 17-10 | No point either, in your thirst, your hunger … | — | ||
| 18-1 | But I really mustn’t ask myself any more questions … | — | ||
| 18-2 | There I am in any case equipped with eyes … | — | ||
| 18-3 | Even if there were things, a thing somewhere … | — | ||
| 18-4 | As to believing I shall go silent for good and all … | — | ||
| 18-5 | Help, help, if I could only describe this place … | — | ||
| 18-6 | No, I won’t do it, what won’t I do … | — | ||
| 18-7 | He must have travelled, he whose voice … | — | ||
| 18-8 | They love each other, marry, in order to love … | — | ||
| 18-9 | But when it falters and when it stops … | — | ||
| 18-10 | The place, I’ll make it all the same … | — |
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687802108815 is a Universal Product Code (UPC) assigned to Three Novels: Molloy / Malone Dies / The Unnamable by Samuel Beckett, Barry McGovern. UPCs (also called EAN barcodes) are unique numeric identifiers assigned by distributors to identify music releases — albums, EPs, and singles — across all digital and physical retail platforms.
This release contains 198 tracks. Each track has its own ISRC (International Standard Recording Code) that identifies the specific sound recording, while the UPC identifies the release as a whole. Knowing your release's UPC is essential for neighboring rights collection societies like SoundExchange and for transferring music between distributors.
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The UPC for “Three Novels: Molloy / Malone Dies / The Unnamable” by Samuel Beckett, Barry McGovern is 687802108815. UPCs are unique numeric barcodes assigned by distributors to identify a music release — album, EP, or single — across every digital and physical retail platform. Released 2006-01-01. Label: RTÉ. This release contains 198 tracks, each with its own ISRC.
| # | Track Title | Artist(s) | ISWC | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | I am in my mother’s room. | — | ||
| 2 | This time, then once more I think, … | — | ||
| 3 | So I saw A and C going slowly … | — | ||
| 4 | He looks old and it is a sorry sight … | — | ||
| 5 | But that is not, I mean my hand, … | — | ||
| 6 | From things about to disappear … | — | ||
| 7 | So I doubtless did better, … | — | ||
| 8 | Now of all the noises that night … | — | ||
| 9 | But talking of the craving … | — | ||
| 10 | My mother never refused to see me, … | — | ||
| 11 | I should add, before I get down … | — | ||
| 12 | I was out of sorts. They are deep, … | — | ||
| 13 | At the police station I was haled … | — | ||
| 14 | And suddenly I remembered … | — | ||
| 15 | It was late afternoon when they … | — | ||
| 16 | They were watching me through … | — | ||
| 2-1 | That night was not like the other … | — | ||
| 2-2 | The glorious, the truly glorious … | — | ||
| 2-3 | Unable to remember the name … | — | ||
| 2-4 | There emanated such tedium … | — | ||
| 2-5 | Someone was poking the dog … | — | ||
| 2-6 | She ushered me into the drawing room … | — | ||
| 2-7 | I must have fallen asleep … | — | ||
| 2-8 | That moon then, all things considered … | — | ||
| 2-9 | The next day I demanded my clothes … | — | ||
| 2-10 | But that there were natural causes … | — | ||
| 2-11 | So I put my clothes on, having first … | — | ||
| 2-12 | But none the less from time to time … | — | ||
| 3-1 | Now as to telling you why … | — | ||
| 3-2 | My bicycle had disappeared again … | — | ||
| 3-3 | Now with regard to my food … | — | ||
| 3-4 | Could a woman have stopped me … | — | ||
| 3-5 | She must have been a woman … | — | ||
| 3-6 | Long before dawn this lodging house … | — | ||
| 3-7 | People were hastening angrily … | — | ||
| 3-8 | And while saying to myself that … | — | ||
| 3-9 | Morning is the time to hide … | — | ||
| 3-10 | But in order to blacken a few more … | — | ||
| 3-11 | It was obvious that by increasing … | — | ||
| 3-12 | Pausing then, and concentrating … | — | ||
| 4-1 | It was a wild part of the coast … | — | ||
| 4-2 | Let us try and get this dilemma clear … | — | ||
| 4-3 | And though it is no part of my tottering … | — | ||
| 4-4 | Bristling with boils ever since … | — | ||
| 4-5 | The forest was all about me and … | — | ||
| 4-6 | The shock knocked me down … | — | ||
| 4-7 | For I have greatly sinned, at all times … | — | ||
| 4-8 | But I also said, yet a little while … | — | ||
| 4-9 | And now, let us have done. Flat on my … | — | ||
| 5-1 | It is midnight. The rain is beating … | — | ||
| 5-2 | A man came into the garden and walked … | — | ||
| 5-3 | It was too late for mass. I did not need … | — | ||
| 5-4 | I got up and went to the kitchen … | — | ||
| 5-5 | The sun’s beams shone through … | — | ||
| 5-6 | I had nothing else to say to him … | — | ||
| 5-7 | I went up to my room again … | — | ||
| 5-8 | I got up and went to the window … | — | ||
| 5-9 | The agent and the messenger … | — | ||
| 5-10 | My weekly supply of lager … | — | ||
| 5-11 | I still had a few hours left before the dinner. | — | ||
| 5-12 | Molloy, or Mollose, was no stranger to me … | — | ||
| 5-13 | I knew then about Molloy, without … | — | ||
| 6-1 | Two remarks. Between Molloy … | — | ||
| 6-2 | Jacques was scarlet in the face … | — | ||
| 6-3 | I looked at my son. He had his mouth … | — | ||
| 6-4 | An acute pain shot through my knee. | — | ||
| 6-5 | Before going into my son’s room … | — | ||
| 6-6 | Finding my spirits as low in the … | — | ||
| 6-7 | My son could only embarrass me. … | — | ||
| 6-8 | I looked round for the last time … | — | ||
| 6-9 | In the lane, having locked … | — | ||
| 6-10 | It was summer holidays … | — | ||
| 6-11 | I have no intention of relating … | — | ||
| 6-12 | By the Molloy country I mean … | — | ||
| 6-13 | Some twenty paces from my … | — | ||
| 7-1 | I gave fitful thought, while basking … | — | ||
| 7-2 | One night, having finally succeeded … | — | ||
| 7-3 | The sky was that horrible colour … | — | ||
| 7-4 | Did you have a good night? I said. | — | ||
| 7-5 | I looked at my watch. It was ten o’clock … | — | ||
| 7-6 | The day seemed very long. | — | ||
| 7-7 | But when I woke it was day again … | — | ||
| 7-8 | It was evening. I had lit my fire … | — | ||
| 7-9 | I do not know what happened then … | — | ||
| 7-10 | But I did not go far. For I soon … | — | ||
| 7-11 | So this third day wore away. For I soon … | — | ||
| 7-12 | We went down the road. It was more … | — | ||
| 8-1 | In this way we came to Ballyba … | — | ||
| 8-2 | That night I had a violent scene … | — | ||
| 8-3 | I was therefore alone, with my bag … | — | ||
| 8-4 | It was evening. I had just crawled … | — | ||
| 8-5 | That night I set out for home … | — | ||
| 8-6 | Certain questions of a theological … | — | ||
| 8-7 | But before I launch my body … | — | ||
| 8-8 | Then there are the clothes I cleave … | — | ||
| 8-9 | It was evening. I was waiting quietly … | — | ||
| 8-10 | Now I may make an end … | — | ||
| 9-1 | I shall soon be quite dead at last … | — | ||
| 9-2 | This time I know where I am going … | — | ||
| 9-3 | Present state. This room seems to be mine … | — | ||
| 9-4 | Not only am I left here, but I am looked after … | — | ||
| 9-5 | The man’s name was Saposcat. Like his father’s … | — | ||
| 9-6 | What tedium. And I call that playing … | — | ||
| 9-7 | Sapo loved nature, took an interest … | — | ||
| 9-8 | We are getting on. Nothing is less like me … | — | ||
| 9-9 | The market. The inadequacy of the … | — | ||
| 9-10 | I told myself too that I must make better … | — | ||
| 10-1 | The Lamberts. The Lamberts found it … | — | ||
| 10-2 | The son, or heir, was a great strapping … | — | ||
| 10-3 | In the filthy kitchen, with its earth floor … | — | ||
| 10-4 | And so he went, all unsuspecting … | — | ||
| 10-5 | When I stop, as just now, the noises … | — | ||
| 10-6 | I fear I must have fallen asleep again … | — | ||
| 10-7 | The summer holidays were drawing to a close … | — | ||
| 10-8 | The Lamberts. One day Sapo arrived … | — | ||
| 10-9 | Now that it was dark again in the kitchen … | — | ||
| 10-10 | What tedium. If I went on to the stone … | — | ||
| 10-11 | There is naturally another possibility … | — | ||
| 11-1 | What misfortune, the pencil must have … | — | ||
| 11-2 | And while I was busy pursuing my pencil … | — | ||
| 11-3 | I have taken a long time to find him again … | — | ||
| 11-4 | The hat, as hard as iron, superbly domed … | — | ||
| 11-5 | And if as suggested it is dusk, then … | — | ||
| 11-6 | I feel I feel it’s coming … | — | ||
| 11-7 | But let’s leave these morbid matters … | — | ||
| 11-8 | Caught by the rain far from shelter Macmann … | — | ||
| 11-9 | And there comes the hour when nothing … | — | ||
| 11-10 | And it must be presumed that he received … | — | ||
| 12-1 | Quick quick my possessions … | — | ||
| 12-2 | I wonder what my last words will be … | — | ||
| 12-3 | My photograph. It is not a photograph … | — | ||
| 12-4 | I have lost my stick. That is the outstanding … | — | ||
| 12-5 | One day, much later, to judge by his appearance … | — | ||
| 12-6 | It seemed probable to Macmann that he was … | — | ||
| 12-7 | This first phase, that of the bed, was … | — | ||
| 12-8 | I am lost. Not a word. Inauspicious beginnings … | — | ||
| 12-9 | Moll. I’m going to kill her. She continued … | — | ||
| 12-10 | A last effort. Lemuel have the impression … | — | ||
| 13-1 | I have had a visit. Things were going too well … | — | ||
| 13-2 | Standing by the bed he watched me … | — | ||
| 13-3 | When he had gone I said to myself … | — | ||
| 13-4 | Wearing over his long shirt a great striped cloak … | — | ||
| 13-5 | Try and go on. The pure plateau air … | — | ||
| 13-6 | On one morning Lemuel, putting in the … | — | ||
| 13-7 | In the third a small thin man was pacing up and … | — | ||
| 13-8 | The waggonette. Up on the box, beside the … | — | ||
| 13-9 | The island. A last effort. The islet. The shore … | — | ||
| 14-1 | Where now? Who now? When now? … | — | ||
| 14-2 | Were I not devoid of feeling his beard would … | — | ||
| 14-3 | It would help me, since to me too I must … | — | ||
| 14-4 | The other advances full upon me … | — | ||
| 14-5 | Air, the air, is there anything to be squeezed … | — | ||
| 14-6 | I hope this preamble will soon come to an end … | — | ||
| 14-7 | I, of whom I know nothing, I know my eyes … | — | ||
| 14-8 | Let us then assume nothing, neither that I … | — | ||
| 14-9 | Decidedly Basil is becoming important, I’ll call him … | — | ||
| 14-10 | So many prospects in so short a time … | — | ||
| 15-1 | But one more suggestion before I forget … | — | ||
| 15-2 | Mahood himself nearly codded me more than once … | — | ||
| 15-3 | He’ll never reach us if he doesn’t get … | — | ||
| 15-4 | When I penetrate into that house, if I ever do … | — | ||
| 15-5 | Finally I found myself, without surprise … | — | ||
| 15-6 | There is no use denying, no use harping on … | — | ||
| 15-7 | Yes, it was fatal, no sooner had the … | — | ||
| 15-8 | If I have a warm place, it is not in their hearts … | — | ||
| 15-9 | I like this colourful language, these bold … | — | ||
| 15-10 | It’s a question of voices, of voices to keep … | — | ||
| 15-11 | Worm, I don’t like it, but I haven’t much … | — | ||
| 16-1 | It is the hour of the aperitif, already people … | — | ||
| 16-2 | When Mahood I once knew a doctor … | — | ||
| 16-3 | It is cold, this morning it snowed … | — | ||
| 16-4 | Worm, be worm, you’ll see, it’s impossible … | — | ||
| 16-5 | I’m worm, that is to say I am no longer he … | — | ||
| 16-6 | We must first, to begin with, go back to his … | — | ||
| 16-7 | It’s a starting point, he’s off, they don’t … | — | ||
| 16-8 | They look, to see if he has stirred … | — | ||
| 16-9 | Yes, so much the worse, he knows it is … | — | ||
| 16-10 | Currish obscurity, to thy kennel, hell‐hound … | — | ||
| 17-1 | But what calm, apart from the discourse … | — | ||
| 17-2 | In any case they are easy, rightly or wrongly … | — | ||
| 17-3 | But this is my punishment, my crime is my … | — | ||
| 17-4 | Or worm, good old worm, perhaps he won’t … | — | ||
| 17-5 | I myself am exceptionally given to the tear … | — | ||
| 17-6 | As far as I personally am concerned there is … | — | ||
| 17-7 | And it’s not over. For here comes another … | — | ||
| 17-8 | How all comes right in the end to be sure … | — | ||
| 17-9 | Moreover, that’s right, link, link, you never know … | — | ||
| 17-10 | No point either, in your thirst, your hunger … | — | ||
| 18-1 | But I really mustn’t ask myself any more questions … | — | ||
| 18-2 | There I am in any case equipped with eyes … | — | ||
| 18-3 | Even if there were things, a thing somewhere … | — | ||
| 18-4 | As to believing I shall go silent for good and all … | — | ||
| 18-5 | Help, help, if I could only describe this place … | — | ||
| 18-6 | No, I won’t do it, what won’t I do … | — | ||
| 18-7 | He must have travelled, he whose voice … | — | ||
| 18-8 | They love each other, marry, in order to love … | — | ||
| 18-9 | But when it falters and when it stops … | — | ||
| 18-10 | The place, I’ll make it all the same … | — |
