Telemachiad episodes per #31

u01_telemachus.xml

@@ -259,11 +259,11 @@
 <lb n="010257"/>sunny window of her house when she was a girl. She heard old Royce sing
 <lb n="010258"/>in the pantomime of <title type="pantomime">Turko the Terrible</title> and laughed with others when he
 <lb n="010259"/>sang:</p>
-<p rend="inset"><lb n="010260"/><quote>I am the boy
-<lb n="010261"/>That can enjoy
-<lb n="010262"/>Invisibility.</quote></p>
+<quote source="Turko the Terrible"><lg rend="italics"><lb n="010260"/><l>I am the boy</l>
+<lb n="010261"/><l>That can enjoy</l>
+<lb n="010262"/><l>Invisibility.</l></lg></quote>
 <p><lb n="010263"/>Phantasmal mirth, folded away: muskperfumed.</p>
-<p rend="inset"><lb n="010264"/><quote>And no more turn aside and brood.</quote></p>
+<quote source="Who goes with Fergus"><lg rend="italics"><lb n="010264"/><l>And no more turn aside and brood.</l></lg></quote>
 <p><lb n="010265"/>Folded away in the memory of nature with her toys. Memories beset
 <lb n="010266"/>his brooding brain. Her glass of water from the kitchen tap when she had
 <lb n="010267"/>approached the sacrament. A cored apple, filled with brown sugar, roasting
@@ -735,9 +735,9 @@
 <lb n="010733"/><said who="Buck Mulligan">―The Ship,</said> Buck Mulligan cried. <said who="Buck Mulligan">Half twelve.</said>
 <lb n="010734"/><said who="Stephen Dedalus">―Good,</said> Stephen said.</p>
 <p><lb n="010735"/>He walked along the upwardcurving path.</p>
-<p rend="inset"><lb n="010736"/><quote xml:lang="la">Liliata rutilantium.
-<lb n="010737"/>Turma circumdet.
-<lb n="010738"/>Iubilantium te virginum.</quote></p>
+<quote xml:lang="la"><lg rend="italics"><lb n="010736"/><l>Liliata rutilantium.</l>
+<lb n="010737"/><l>Turma circumdet.</l>
+<lb n="010738"/><l>Iubilantium te virginum.</l></lg></quote>
 <p><lb n="010739"/>The priest's grey nimbus in a niche where he dressed discreetly. I will
 <lb n="010740"/>not sleep here tonight. Home also I cannot go.</p>
 <p><lb n="010741"/>A voice, sweettoned and sustained, called to him from the sea.

u02_nestor.xml

@@ -86,8 +86,8 @@
 <lb n="020085"/>on mine. It lies upon their eager faces who offered him a coin of the tribute.
 <lb n="020086"/>To Caesar what is Caesar's, to God what is God's. A long look from dark
 <lb n="020087"/>eyes, a riddling sentence to be woven and woven on the church's looms. Ay.</p>
-<p rend="inset"><lb n="020088"/><quote source="Riddle Me">Riddle me, riddle me, randy ro.
-<lb n="020089"/>My father gave me seeds to sow.</quote></p>
+<quote source="Riddle Me"><lg rend="italics"><lb n="020088"/><l>Riddle me, riddle me, randy ro.</l>
+<lb n="020089"/><l>My father gave me seeds to sow.</l></lg></quote>
 <p><lb n="020090"/>Talbot slid his closed book into his satchel.
 <lb n="020091"/><said who="Stephen Dedalus">―Have I heard all?</said> Stephen asked.
 <lb n="020092"/><said who="unidentified student">―Yes, sir. Hockey at ten, sir.</said>
@@ -100,12 +100,12 @@
 <lb n="020099"/><said who="unidentified student">―O, ask me, sir.</said>
 <lb n="020100"/><said who="unidentified student">―A hard one, sir.</said>
 <lb n="020101"/><said who="Stephen Dedalus">―This is the riddle,</said> Stephen said:
-<said who="Stephen Dedalus"><lb n="020102"/><quote source="Riddle of the Fox" rend="inset">The cock crew,
-<lb n="020103"/>The sky was blue:
-<lb n="020104"/>The bells in heaven
-<lb n="020105"/>Were striking eleven.
-<lb n="020106"/>'Tis time for this poor soul
-<lb n="020107"/>To go to heaven.</quote>
+<said who="Stephen Dedalus"><quote source="Riddle of the Fox"><lg rend="italics"><lb n="020102"/><l>The cock crew,</l>
+<lb n="020103"/><l>The sky was blue:</l>
+<lb n="020104"/><l>The bells in heaven</l>
+<lb n="020105"/><l>Were striking eleven.</l>
+<lb n="020106"/><l>'Tis time for this poor soul</l>
+<lb n="020107"/><l>To go to heaven.</l></lg></quote>
 <lb n="020108"/>What is that?</said>
 <lb n="020109"/><said who="unidentified student">―What, sir?</said>
 <lb n="020110"/><said who="unidentified student">―Again, sir. We didn't hear.</said></p>
@@ -282,8 +282,8 @@
 <lb n="020281"/><said who="Stephen Dedalus">―Alas,</said> Stephen said.
 <lb n="020282"/><said who="Garrett Deasy">―<foreign xml:lang="la">Per vias rectas</foreign>,</said> Mr Deasy said firmly, <said who="Garrett Deasy">was his motto. He voted for it and
 <lb n="020283"/>put on his topboots to ride to Dublin from the Ards of Down to do so.</said></p>
-<p rend="inset"><lb n="020284"/><quote source="Rocky Road to Dublin">Lal the ral the ra
-<lb n="020285"/>The rocky road to Dublin.</quote></p>
+<quote source="Rocky Road to Dublin"><lg rend="italics"><lb n="020284"/><l>Lal the ral the ra</l>
+<lb n="020285"/><l>The rocky road to Dublin.</l></lg></quote>
 <p><lb n="020286"/>A gruff squire on horseback with shiny topboots. Soft day, sir John!
 <lb n="020287"/>Soft day, your honour! .... Day! .... Day! .... Two topboots jog dangling on
 <lb n="020288"/>to Dublin. Lal the ral the ra. Lal the ral the raddy.
@@ -353,8 +353,8 @@
 <p><lb n="020352"/>He stepped swiftly off, his eyes coming to blue life as they passed a
 <lb n="020353"/>broad sunbeam. He faced about and back again.
 <lb n="020354"/><said who="Garrett Deasy">―Dying,</said> he said again, <said who="Garrett Deasy">if not dead by now.</said></p>
-<p rend="inset"><lb n="020355"/><emph>The harlot's cry from street to street
-<lb n="020356"/>Shall weave old England's windingsheet.</emph></p>
+<quote source="Auguries of Innocence"><lg rend="italics"><lb n="020355"/><l>The harlot's cry from street to street</l>
+<lb n="020356"/><l>Shall weave old England's windingsheet.</l></lg></quote>    
 <p><lb n="020357"/>His eyes open wide in vision stared sternly across the sunbeam in
 <lb n="020358"/>which he halted.
 <lb n="020359"/><said who="Stephen Dedalus">―A merchant,</said> Stephen said, <said who="Stephen Dedalus">is one who buys cheap and sells dear, jew or
@@ -395,8 +395,8 @@
 <lb n="020394"/>Breffni. A woman too brought Parnell low. Many errors, many failures but
 <lb n="020395"/>not the one sin. I am a struggler now at the end of my days. But I will fight
 <lb n="020396"/>for the right till the end.</said></p>
-<p rend="inset"><lb n="020397"/><quote>For Ulster will fight
-<lb n="020398"/>And Ulster will be right.</quote></p>
+<quote source="Unionist_slogan"><lg rend="italics"><lb n="020397"/><l>For Ulster will fight</l>
+<lb n="020398"/><l>And Ulster will be right.</l></lg></quote>
 <p><lb n="020399"/>Stephen raised the sheets in his hand.
 <lb n="020400"/><said who="Stephen Dedalus">―Well, sir,</said> he began .....
 <lb n="020401"/><said who="Garrett Deasy">―I foresee,</said> Mr Deasy said, <said who="Garrett Deasy">that you will not remain here very long at this

u03_proteus.xml

@@ -259,8 +259,8 @@
 <lb n="030258"/>stout roaring blades</quote>. Know that old lay? I taught Patrice that. Old
 <lb n="030259"/>Kilkenny: saint Canice, Strongbow's castle on the Nore. Goes like this. <quote source="The Boys of Kilkenny">O,
 <lb n="030260"/>O.</quote> He takes me, Napper Tandy, by the hand.</p>
-<p rend="inset"><lb n="030261"/><quote source="The Boys of Kilkenny">O, O the boysof
-<lb n="030262"/>Kilkenny</quote> ....</p>
+<quote source="The Boys of Kilkenny"><lg rend="italics"><lb n="030261"/><l>O, O the boysof</l>
+<lb n="030262"/><l>Kilkenny ....</l></lg></quote>
 <p><lb n="030263"/>Weak wasting hand on mine. They have forgotten Kevin Egan, not he
 <lb n="030264"/>them. Remembering thee, O Sion.</p>
 <p><lb n="030265"/>He had come nearer the edge of the sea and wet sand slapped his
@@ -379,7 +379,7 @@
 <lb n="030378"/>Buss her, wap in rogues' rum lingo, for, O, my dimber wapping dell! A
 <lb n="030379"/>shefiend's whiteness under her rancid rags. Fumbally's lane that night: the
 <lb n="030380"/>tanyard smells.</p>
-<quote source="The Rogue's Delight"><lg rend="inset"><lb n="030381"/><l>White thy fambles, red thy gan</l>
+<quote source="The Rogue's Delight"><lg rend="italics"><lb n="030381"/><l>White thy fambles, red thy gan</l>
 <lb n="030382"/><l>And thy quarrons dainty is.</l>
 <lb n="030383"/><l>Couch a hogshead with me then.</l>
 <lb n="030384"/><l>In the darkmans clip and kiss.</l></lg></quote>