More weird Joycean stuff:
As has been noted HCE is both the Eggman AND the Walrus, both "Haroun Childeric Eggeberth" 4.32 and someone whom "They Hailed ... Cheeringly, their Encient, the murrainer, and wallruse ..." 324.08. But as FW 179 attests the connection is more immediate than a mere theory of influence would suggest. As HCE confronts his maleficent doppelganger at the top of that page, "he got the charm of his optical life when he found himself (hic sunt lennones!) at pointblank range blinking down the barrel of an irregular revolver." 179.02.
Creepy, no? Lennon called Joyce "a brother"--both of Irish extraction, writing "nonsense" in the turbulent modern times, both pacifists...
King Lear: This is the segment from King Lear which can be heard drifting in and out of the latter half of the song--
Now let thy friendly hand
Put strength enough to't.
Wherefore, bold peasant,
Darest thou support a publish'd traitor? Hence;
Lest that the infection of his fortune take
Like hold on thee. Let go his arm.
Ch'ill not let go, zir, without vurther 'casion.
Let go, slave, or thou diest!
Good gentleman, go your gait, and let poor volk
pass. An chud ha' bin zwaggered out of my life,
'twould not ha' bin zo long as 'tis by a vortnight.
Nay, come not near th' old man; keep out, che vor
ye, or ise try whether your costard or my ballow be
the harder: ch'ill be plain with you.
They fight, and EDGAR knocks him down
Slave, thou hast slain me: villain, take my purse:
If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body;
And give the letters which thou find'st about me
To Edmund earl of Gloucester; seek him out
Upon the British party: O, untimely death!
I know thee well: a serviceable villain;
As duteous to the vices of thy mistress
As badness would desire.
What, is he dead?
Sit you down, father; rest you
Let's see these pockets: the letters that he speaks of
May be my friends. He's dead; I am only sorry
He had no other death's-man
I went to see King Lear this weekend, and when we got to this part, all I could think of was this.