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The quotations and page numbers in our representation of Go Down, Moses use the most recent (2011) Vintage International paperback edition. That text is based on the "corrected text" of the novel that Noel Polk established for the 1994 Library of America volume of Faulkner's Novels 1942-1954, but unfortunately it contains a number of typographical errors. They appear below in the lefthand column, with the correct text listed to the right. |
| Vintage International [with page.line numbers] |
Library of America | |
| "Was" | ||
| no one. [5.5] his lips [12.28] and then [18.27] tilted the shadow [29.30] |
no one her lips and when tilted the shade |
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| "The Fire and the Hearth" | people form whom [34.15] white man, including [37.10] in the drawer [52.27] wait until I am [60.18] wait until Mister [60.29] floated shreds [61.23] wife stars to yelling [63.18] "There are two [63.27] "Hit looks like [66.13] pass - the faces [69.30] old man [70.25] house until Mister [71.30] said. "Sounds like [72.15] you were to [75.5] |
people from whom white men, including in that drawer wait unto I am wait unto Mister floated the shreds wife starts to yelling "There was two "Hit look like pass - and faces old white man house unto Mister said. "Sound like you where to |
| "Pantaloon in Black" | ||
| shade beneath the [138.7] through the the belly's [139.17] |
shade beside the through the belly's |
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| "The Old People" | ||
| lean, stopped a [168.12] following silience the [173.26] |
lean, stooping a following silence the |
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| "The Bear" | ||
| th eother skins [184.9] moved and up beside [187.7] Compson sid at [202.8] mine an McCaslin's [202.22] men rationlise from [204.1] have ben his [241.6] the instance when [243.19] oneroom log [248.15] a handwrought nail [248.31] nor the text: [255.22] a hencoop: just [264.4] what he got.' [275.14] him badly why [294.12] first, soldier perhaps, [296.10] His died. [301.33] "Mr. Boon here [306.22] |
the other skins moved up beside Compson said at mine and McCaslin's men rationalise from have been his the instant when one-room log a hand-wrought nail nor the next: a hen-coop: just what He got.' him baldly why: first, solider perhaps, His voice died. "Mr Boon here |
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louder than cut short [339.27] "Is that it?" he cried. [340.14] never mid that [340.30] |
louder then cut short "Is that his?" he cried. never mind that |
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| "Go Down, Moses" | ||
| he said. [357.32] "We are dar," [361.4] Negro murderers catafalque [364:10] |
she said. "We all dar," Negro murderer's catafalque |