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Molloy Segment 120, version 1 (MS-HRC-SB-4-5, f. 06r)
De là il devait tout voir, la plaine, la mer, et puis ces collines, que d'aucuns appellent montagnes, indigo par endroits dans la lumière du soir, se pressant les unes derrière les autres à perte de vue, traversées par des vallées qu'on ne voyait pas mais dont on devinait la plupart, à cause du dégradement des tons et aussi à cause d'autres indices intraduisibles en mots, ou même en concepts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 2 (Minuit 1951, p. 11)
De là il devait tout voir, la plaine, la mer et puis ces mêmes collines que d'aucuns appellent montagnes, indigo par endroits dans la lumière du soir, se pressant les unes derrière les autres à perte de vue, traversées par des vallées qu'on ne voit pas mais qu'on devine, à cause du dégradement des tons et puis à cause d'autres indices intraduisibles en mots et même impensables.
Molloy Segment 120, version 3 (Minuit 1953, p. 11)
De là il devait tout voir, la plaine, la mer et puis ces mêmes collines que d'aucuns appellent montagnes, indigo par endroits dans la lumière du soir, se pressant les unes derrière les autres à perte de vue, traversées par des vallées qu'on ne voit pas mais qu'on devine, à cause du dégradement des tons et puis à cause d'autres indices intraduisibles en mots et même impensables.
Molloy Segment 120, version 4 (MS-WU-MSS008-3-48, f. 05r)
From there he must have seen everything, the plain, the sea, and then these very hills that some call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the sky-line, cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of colour and then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 5 (MS-WU-MSS008-3-51-1, f. 04r)
From there he must have seen everything, the plain, the sea, and then these very hills that some call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the sky-line, cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of colour and then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 6 (MS-WU-MSS008-3-51-2, f. 04r)
From there he must have seen everything, the plain, the sea, and then these very hills that some call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the sky-line, cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of colour and then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 7 (MS-WU-MSS008-3-49, f. 05r)
From there he must have seen it all, the plain, the sea, and then these very hills that some call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the sky-line, cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of colour and then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 8 (Merlin 1953, p. 90)
From there he must have seen it all, the plain, the sea, and then these very hills that some call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the sky-line, cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of colour and then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 9 (MS-BRML-NWWR-22-546, f. 05r)
From
there he must have seen it all, the plain, the sea, and then these
very hills that some call mountains, indigo in places in the
evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the sky-[#]line,
cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts
[₰]of colour and then from other signs for which there are no words,
nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 10 (MS-BRML-NWWR-35-1136, f. 01r)
From there he must have seen
it all, the plain, the sea, and then these very hills that some
call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their
serried ranges crowding to the sky line, cloven with hidden
[✓] 
valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of color and
then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even
thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 11 (New World Writing 1954, p. 318)
From there he must have seen it all, the plain, the sea, and then these very hills that some call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the sky line, cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of color and then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 12 (MS-WU-MSS008-3-50-1, f. 05r)
From there he must have seen it all, the plain, the sea, and then these selfsame hills that some call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the sky-line, cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of colour and then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 13 (Olympia 1955, p. 11)
From there he must have seen it all, the plain, the sea, and then these selfsame hills that some call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the skyline, cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of colour and then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 14 (Grove Press 1955, p. 11)
From there he must have seen it all, the plain, the sea, and then these selfsame hills that some call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the skyline, cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of colour and then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 15 (Olympia and Grove Press 1959, p. 7)
From there he must have seen it all, the plain, the sea, and then these selfsame hills, that some call mountains, indigo in places in the evening light, their serried ranges crowding to the skyline, cloven with hidden valleys that the eye divines from sudden shifts of colour and then from other signs for which there are no words, nor even thoughts.
Molloy Segment 120, version 16 (Minuit 1971, p. 12)
De là il devait tout voir, la plaine, la mer et puis ces mêmes collines que d'aucuns appellent montagnes, indigo par endroits dans la lumière du soir, se pressant les unes derrière les autres à perte de vue, traversées par des vallées qu'on ne voit pas mais qu'on devine, à cause du dégradement des tons et puis à cause d'autres indices intraduisibles en mots et même impensables.