Ulysses by James Joyce
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Leopold Bloom Telemachus
Nestor
Proteus
Calypso
Lotus-Eaters
Hades
Aeolus
Lestrygonians
Scylla and Charybdis
Wandering Rocks
Sirens
Cyclops
Nausicaa
Oxen of the Sun
Circe
Eumeus
Ithaca
Penelope

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[Telemachus] [49] --The mockery of it! he said gaily. Your absurd name, an ancient Greek!
[Telemachus] [59] --My name is absurd too: Malachi Mulligan, two dactyls. But it has a
[Telemachus] [60] Hellenic ring, hasn't it? Tripping and sunny like the buck himself. We
[Telemachus] [111] You can almost taste it, can't you?
[Telemachus] [116] --God! he said quietly. Isn't the sea what Algy calls it: a great sweet
[Telemachus] [122] Stephen stood up and went over to the parapet. Leaning on it he looked
[Telemachus] [136] --You could have knelt down, damn it, Kinch, when your dying mother asked
[Telemachus] [170] --The mockery of it, he said contentedly. Secondleg they should be. God
[Telemachus] [200] for me? This dogsbody to rid of vermin. It asks me too.
[Telemachus] [202] --I pinched it out of the skivvy's room, Buck Mulligan said. It does her
[Telemachus] [213] --It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked looking-glass of a servant.
[Telemachus] [219] --It's not fair to tease you like that, Kinch, is it? he said kindly. God
[Telemachus] [229] together we might do something for the island. Hellenise it.
[Telemachus] [235] your nose against me? Is it Haines? If he makes any noise here I'll bring
[Telemachus] [256] --Then what is it? Buck Mulligan asked impatiently. Cough it up. I'm
[Telemachus] [264] --Yes, what is it? Buck Mulligan answered. I don't remember anything.
[Telemachus] [299] thing and nothing else. It simply doesn't matter. You wouldn't kneel down
[Telemachus] [306] mute from Lalouette's. Absurd! I suppose I did say it. I didn't mean to
[Telemachus] [335] --Look at the sea. What does it care about offences? Chuck Loyola, Kinch,
[Telemachus] [341] --Don't mope over it all day, he said. I'm inconsequent. Give up the
[Telemachus] [361] deeper green. It lay beneath him, a bowl of bitter waters. Fergus' song:
[Telemachus] [362] I sang it alone in the house, holding down the long dark chords. Her door
[Telemachus] [409] Buck Mulligan's voice sang from within the tower. It came nearer up the
[Telemachus] [430] --If you want it, Stephen said.
[Telemachus] [448] forgotten, on the parapet. Why should I bring it down? Or leave it there
[Telemachus] [451] He went over to it, held it in his hands awhile, feeling its coolness,
[Telemachus] [465] hammock where it had been sitting, went to the doorway and pulled open
[Telemachus] [470] --Dedalus has it, Buck Mulligan said. Janey Mack, I'm choked!
[Telemachus] [495] --We can drink it black, Stephen said thirstily. There's a lemon in the
[Telemachus] [509] He hacked through the fry on the dish and slapped it out on three plates,
[Telemachus] [525] --By Jove, it is tea, Haines said.
[Telemachus] [543] in the Mabinogion or is it in the Upanishads?
[Telemachus] [545] --I doubt it, said Stephen gravely.
[Telemachus] [549] --I fancy, Stephen said as he ate, it did not exist in or out of the
[Telemachus] [592] messenger. She praised the goodness of the milk, pouring it out.
[Telemachus] [601] --It is indeed, ma'am, Buck Mulligan said, pouring milk into their cups.
[Telemachus] [603] --Taste it, sir, she said.
[Telemachus] [627] --Is it French you are talking, sir? the old woman said to Haines.
[Telemachus] [633] --I thought it was Irish, she said, by the sound of it. Are you from the
[Telemachus] [644] --Grand is no name for it, said Buck Mulligan. Wonderful entirely. Fill
[Telemachus] [668] rich milk. Buck Mulligan brought up a florin, twisted it round in his
[Telemachus] [673] He passed it along the table towards the old woman, saying:
[Telemachus] [687] --HEART OF MY HEART, WERE IT MORE,
[Telemachus] [729] --Well, I mean it, Haines said, still speaking to Stephen. I was just
[Telemachus] [730] thinking of it when that poor old creature came in.
[Telemachus] [732] --Would I make any money by it? Stephen asked.
[Telemachus] [742] --You put your hoof in it now. What did you say that for?
[Telemachus] [781] Stephen picked it up and put it on. Haines called to them from the
[Telemachus] [794] locked it. He put the huge key in his inner pocket.
[Telemachus] [800] --I have it, Stephen said, preceding them.
[Telemachus] [817] --Rather bleak in wintertime, I should say. Martello you call it?
[Telemachus] [825] and the fifty-five reasons he has made out to prop it up. Wait till I have
[Telemachus] [831] --You couldn't manage it under three pints, Kinch, could you?
[Telemachus] [833] --It has waited so long, Stephen said listlessly, it can wait longer.
[Telemachus] [835] --You pique my curiosity, Haines said amiably. Is it some paradox?
[Telemachus] [849] --We're always tired in the morning, Stephen said to Haines. And it is
[Telemachus] [858] HIS BASE INTO THE SEA, ISN'T IT?
[Telemachus] [871] --I read a theological interpretation of it somewhere, he said bemused.
[Telemachus] [893] BUT HAVE TO DRINK WATER AND WISH IT WERE PLAIN
[Telemachus] [917] it somehow, doesn't it? What did he call it? Joseph the Joiner?
[Telemachus] [921] --O, Haines said, you have heard it before?
[Telemachus] [929] --There's only one sense of the word, it seems to me, Stephen said.
[Telemachus] [932] stone. He sprang it open with his thumb and offered it.
[Telemachus] [936] Haines helped himself and snapped the case to. He put it back in his
[Telemachus] [938] it open too, and, having lit his cigarette, held the flaming spunk
[Telemachus] [942] you don't, isn't it? Personally I couldn't stomach that idea of a
[Telemachus] [951] the path. They will walk on it tonight, coming here in the dark. He wants
[Telemachus] [952] that key. It is mine. I paid the rent. Now I eat his salt bread. Give him
[Telemachus] [953] the key too. All. He will ask for it. That was in his eyes.
[Telemachus] [961] own master, it seems to me.
[Telemachus] [980] unfairly. It seems history is to blame.
[Telemachus] [1070] He struggled out of his shirt and flung it behind him to where his
[Telemachus] [1091] Stephen handed him the key. Buck Mulligan laid it across his heaped
[Telemachus] [1094] --And twopence, he said, for a pint. Throw it there.
[Telemachus] [1125] the curve he waved his hand. It called again. A sleek brown head, a
[Nestor] [1146] Fabled by the daughters of memory. And yet it was in some way if not as
[Nestor] [1147] memory fabled it. A phrase, then, of impatience, thud of Blake's wings of
[Nestor] [1227] A swarthy boy opened a book and propped it nimbly under the breastwork of
[Nestor] [1236] It must be a movement then, an actuality of the possible as possible.
[Nestor] [1262] and on mine. It lies upon their eager faces who offered him a coin of the
[Nestor] [1312] --What is it, sir? We give it up.
[Nestor] [1397] --It is very simple, Stephen said as he stood up.
[Nestor] [1421] --What is it now? he cried continually without listening.
[Nestor] [1431] --What is the matter? What is it now?
[Nestor] [1439] it was in the beginning, is now. On the sideboard the tray of Stuart
[Nestor] [1449] He brought out of his coat a pocketbook bound by a leather thong. It
[Nestor] [1450] slapped open and he took from it two notes, one of joined halves, and laid
[Nestor] [1467] He shot from it two crowns and two shillings.
[Nestor] [1472] haste and putting it all in a pocket of his trousers.
[Nestor] [1474] --No thanks at all, Mr Deasy said. You have earned it.
[Nestor] [1480] --Don't carry it like that, Mr Deasy said. You'll pull it out somewhere
[Nestor] [1481] and lose it. You just buy one of these machines. You'll find them very
[Nestor] [1506] The seas' ruler. His seacold eyes looked on the empty bay: it seems
[Nestor] [1532] --I knew you couldn't, he said joyously. But one day you must feel it. We
[Nestor] [1560] --PER VIAS RECTAS, Mr Deasy said firmly, was his motto. He voted for it
[Nestor] [1616] foot and mouth disease. Just look through it. There can be no two opinions
[Nestor] [1637] next outbreak they will put an embargo on Irish cattle. And it can be
[Nestor] [1638] cured. It is cured. My cousin, Blackwood Price, writes to me it is
[Nestor] [1649] vital strength. I have seen it coming these years. As sure as we are
[Nestor] [1757] if you can get it into your two papers. What are they?
[Nestor] [1798] A coughball of laughter leaped from his throat dragging after it a
[Proteus] [1819] adiaphane. If you can put your five fingers through it it is a gate, if
[Proteus] [1823] shells. You are walking through it howsomever. I am, a stride at a time. A
[Proteus] [1828] nicely in the dark. My ash sword hangs at my side. Tap with it: they do.
[Proteus] [1931] --Call me Richie. Damn your lithia water. It lowers. Whusky!
[Proteus] [1941] --He has nowhere to put it, you mug. Bring in our chippendale chair.
[Proteus] [1972] And at the same instant perhaps a priest round the corner is elevating it.
[Proteus] [1973] Dringdring! And two streets off another locking it into a pyx.
[Proteus] [2028] Lent it to his friend.
[Proteus] [2047] seen by two witnesses. Other fellow did it: other me. Hat, tie, overcoat,
[Proteus] [2099] fellow I knew once in Barcelona, queer fellow, used to call it his
[Proteus] [2161] clear it? He has the key. I will not sleep there when this night comes.
[Proteus] [2169] The flood is following me. I can watch it flow past from here. Get
[Proteus] [2178] Hide gold there. Try it. You have some. Sands and stones. Heavy of the
[Proteus] [2187] two maries. They have tucked it safe mong the bulrushes. Peekaboo. I see
[Proteus] [2214] They are waiting for him now. The truth, spit it out. I would want to.
[Proteus] [2216] face into it in the basin at Clongowes. Can't see! Who's behind me? Out
[Proteus] [2243] round it, brother, nosing closer, went round it, sniffling rapidly like a
[Proteus] [2254] against it. He trotted forward and, lifting again his hindleg, pissed
[Proteus] [2262] After he woke me last night same dream or was it? Wait. Open
[Proteus] [2264] it. That man led me, spoke. I was not afraid. The melon he had he held
[Proteus] [2323] I throw this ended shadow from me, manshape ineluctable, call it back.
[Proteus] [2324] Endless, would it be mine, form of my form? Who watches me here? Who ever
[Proteus] [2374] waters amid seasnakes, rearing horses, rocks. In cups of rocks it slops:
[Proteus] [2375] flop, slop, slap: bounded in barrels. And, spent, its speech ceases. It
[Proteus] [2382] they sigh. Saint Ambrose heard it, sigh of leaves and waves, waiting,
[Proteus] [2389] said. Found drowned. High water at Dublin bar. Driving before it a loose
[Proteus] [2392] There he is. Hook it quick. Pull. Sunk though he be beneath the watery
[Proteus] [2404] you give it a fair trial. We enjoyed ourselves immensely.
[Proteus] [2411] He took the hilt of his ashplant, lunging with it softly, dallying still.
[Proteus] [2413] By the way next when is it Tuesday will be the longest day. Of all the
[Proteus] [2419] wonder, or does it mean something perhaps?
[Proteus] [2421] My handkerchief. He threw it. I remember. Did I not take it up?
[Calypso] [2453] hob and set it sideways on the fire. It sat there, dull and squat, its
[Calypso] [2475] Her nature. Curious mice never squeal. Seem to like it. Wonder what I
[Calypso] [2481] Cruel. Her nature. Curious mice never squeal. Seem to like it.
[Calypso] [2489] warmbubbled milk on a saucer and set it slowly on the floor.
[Calypso] [2494] three times and licked lightly. Wonder is it true if you clip them they
[Calypso] [2514] And when he had heard his voice say it he added:
[Calypso] [2525] little Spanish she knew. Wonder what her father gave for it. Old style.
[Calypso] [2526] Ah yes! of course. Bought it at the governor's auction. Got a short
[Calypso] [2528] was. I rose from the ranks, sir, and I'm proud of it. Still he had brains
[Calypso] [2539] the trousers I left off. Must get it. Potato I have. Creaky wardrobe. No
[Calypso] [2547] warm day I fancy. Specially in these black clothes feel it more. Black
[Calypso] [2548] conducts, reflects, (refracts is it?), the heat. But I couldn't go in
[Calypso] [2549] that light suit. Make a picnic of it. His eyelids sank quietly often as
[Calypso] [2554] it up for ever never grow a day older technically. Walk along a strand,
[Calypso] [2569] Probably not a bit like it really. Kind of stuff you read: in the track
[Calypso] [2609] passing a pub. Save it they can't. Off the drunks perhaps. Put down three
[Calypso] [2612] travellers. Square it you with the boss and we'll split the job, see?
[Calypso] [2628] by the nextdoor girl at the counter. Would she buy it too, calling the
[Calypso] [2633] does whack it, by George. The way her crooked skirt swings at each whack.
[Calypso] [2640] sanatorium. Moses Montefiore. I thought he was. Farmhouse, wall round it,
[Calypso] [2641] blurred cattle cropping. He held the page from him: interesting: read it
[Calypso] [2663] morning. Hurry up, damn it. Make hay while the sun shines. She stood
[Calypso] [2673] His hand accepted the moist tender gland and slid it into a sidepocket.
[Calypso] [2674] Then it fetched up three coins from his trousers' pocket and laid them on
[Calypso] [2699] Nothing doing. Still an idea behind it.
[Calypso] [2707] basketchair. Nice to hold, cool waxen fruit, hold in the hand, lift it to
[Calypso] [2717] rain. On earth as it is in heaven.
[Calypso] [2723] waves, grey metal, poisonous foggy waters. Brimstone they called it
[Calypso] [2725] names. A dead sea in a dead land, grey and old. Old now. It bore the
[Calypso] [2729] everywhere. It lay there now. Now it could bear no more. Dead: an old
[Calypso] [2771] glance at the letter and tuck it under her pillow.
[Calypso] [2799] kettle then to let the water flow in. Having set it to draw he took off
[Calypso] [2805] sprinkled it through his fingers ringwise from the chipped eggcup.
[Calypso] [2826] little mirror in his silk hat. The night Milly brought it into the
[Calypso] [2830] He prodded a fork into the kidney and slapped it over: then fitted the
[Calypso] [2831] teapot on the tray. Its hump bumped as he took it up. Everything on it?
[Calypso] [2832] Bread and butter, four, sugar, spoon, her cream. Yes. He carried it
[Calypso] [2835] Nudging the door open with his knee he carried the tray in and set it on
[Calypso] [2878] --It must have fell down, she said.
[Calypso] [2885] --Show here, she said. I put a mark in it. There's a word I wanted to ask
[Calypso] [2912] HIM WITH AN OATH. Cruelty behind it all. Doped animals. Trapeze at
[Calypso] [2918] --Did you finish it? he asked.
[Calypso] [2920] --Yes, she said. There's nothing smutty in it. Is she in love with the
[Calypso] [2923] --Never read it. Do you want another?
[Calypso] [2927] She poured more tea into her cup, watching it flow sideways.
[Calypso] [2933] after death, that we lived before. They call it reincarnation. That we
[Calypso] [2935] planet. They say we have forgotten it. Some say they remember their past
[Calypso] [2944] the frame. She said it would look nice over the bed. Naked nymphs:
[Calypso] [2949] --Metempsychosis, he said, is what the ancient Greeks called it. They
[Calypso] [2964] fork under the kidney he detached it and turned it turtle on its back.
[Calypso] [2965] Only a little burnt. He tossed it off the pan on to a plate and let the
[Calypso] [2966] scanty brown gravy trickle over it.
[Calypso] [2969] shore away the burnt flesh and flung it to the cat. Then he put a forkful
[Calypso] [2972] in the gravy and put it in his mouth. What was that about some young
[Calypso] [2973] student and a picnic? He creased out the letter at his side, reading it
[Calypso] [2975] raising it to his mouth.
[Calypso] [2980] Thanks ever so much for the lovely birthday present. It suits me
[Calypso] [3017] happened. Of course it might. Wait in any case till it does. A wild piece
[Calypso] [3030] YOUR HEAD IT SIMPLY SWIRLS.
[Calypso] [3057] nosed at it and stalked to the door. She looked back at him, mewing.
[Calypso] [3058] Wants to go out. Wait before a door sometime it will open. Let her wait.
[Calypso] [3073] In the tabledrawer he found an old number of TITBITS. He folded it under
[Calypso] [3074] his armpit, went to the door and opened it. The cat went up in soft
[Calypso] [3096] He walked on. Where is my hat, by the way? Must have put it back on the
[Calypso] [3104] Deep voice that fellow Dlugacz has. Agendath what is it? Now, my miss.
[Calypso] [3115] on his bared knees. Something new and easy. No great hurry. Keep it a
[Calypso] [3126] tabloid of cascara sagrada. Life might be so. It did not move or touch
[Calypso] [3127] him but it was something quick and neat. Print anything now. Silly
[Calypso] [3132] quietly, he envied kindly Mr Beaufoy who had written it and received
[Calypso] [3149] humming then. Allude to it. Strange kind of music that last night. The
[Calypso] [3151] vest against her full wagging bub. Peering into it. Lines in her eyes. It
[Calypso] [3158] He tore away half the prize story sharply and wiped himself with it. Then
[Lotus-Eaters] [3195] Nichols' the undertaker. At eleven it is. Time enough. Daresay Corny
[Lotus-Eaters] [3199] bagged it. Bury him cheap in a whatyoumaycall. With my tooraloom,
[Lotus-Eaters] [3211] headband and transferred it to his waistcoat pocket.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3215] blend, made of the finest Ceylon brands. The far east. Lovely spot it
[Lotus-Eaters] [3217] cactuses, flowery meads, snaky lianas they call them. Wonder is it like
[Lotus-Eaters] [3227] body in the water is equal to the weight of the what? Or is it the volume
[Lotus-Eaters] [3237] from his sidepocket, unfolded it, rolled it lengthwise in a baton and
[Lotus-Eaters] [3238] tapped it at each sauntering step against his trouserleg. Careless air:
[Lotus-Eaters] [3240] it means. From the curbstone he darted a keen glance through the door of
[Lotus-Eaters] [3275] felt its way under the flap of the envelope, ripping it open in jerks.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3299] --To be sure, poor fellow. So it is. What time?
[Lotus-Eaters] [3301] A photo it isn't. A badge maybe.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3305] --I must try to get out there, M'Coy said. Eleven, is it? I only heard it
[Lotus-Eaters] [3348] filled up. IS IT PADDY DIGNAM? I said. I couldn't believe it when I heard
[Lotus-Eaters] [3349] it. I was with him no later than Friday last or Thursday was it in the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3355] Lost it. Curse your noisy pugnose. Feels locked out of it. Paradise and
[Lotus-Eaters] [3357] street hallway Monday was it settling her garter. Her friend covering the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3378] WITH IT AN ABODE OF BLISS.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3390] --That so? M'Coy said. Glad to hear that, old man. Who's getting it up?
[Lotus-Eaters] [3433] Wicklow regatta concert last year and never heard tidings of it from that
[Lotus-Eaters] [3438] way: for a little ballad. No guts in it. You and me, don't you know: in
[Lotus-Eaters] [3455] Mosenthal it is. Rachel, is it? No. The scene he was always talking about
[Lotus-Eaters] [3466] face. That day! O, dear! O, dear! Ffoo! Well, perhaps it was best for
[Lotus-Eaters] [3470] hazard. No use thinking of it any more. Nosebag time. Wish I hadn't met
[Lotus-Eaters] [3482] He drew the letter from his pocket and folded it into the newspaper he
[Lotus-Eaters] [3501] them. Mohammed cut a piece out of his mantle not to wake her. Open it.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3512] I got your last letter to me and thank you very much for it. I am sorry
[Lotus-Eaters] [3535] and placed it in his heart pocket. Language of flowers. They like it
[Lotus-Eaters] [3541] read it all he took it from the newspaper and put it back in his
[Lotus-Eaters] [3545] did she wrote it herself. Doing the indignant: a girl of good
[Lotus-Eaters] [3550] course. Brutal, why not? Try it anyhow. A bit at a time.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3552] Fingering still the letter in his pocket he drew the pin out of it.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3553] Common pin, eh? He threw it on the road. Out of her clothes somewhere:
[Lotus-Eaters] [3563] TO KEEP IT UP
[Lotus-Eaters] [3564] TO KEEP IT UP.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3567] It? Them. Such a bad headache. Has her roses probably. Or sitting all day
[Lotus-Eaters] [3571] TO KEEP IT UP.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3577] TO KEEP IT UP.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3587] Going under the railway arch he took out the envelope, tore it swiftly
[Lotus-Eaters] [3610] porch he doffed his hat, took the card from his pocket and tucked it again
[Lotus-Eaters] [3611] behind the leather headband. Damn it. I might have tried to work M'Coy
[Lotus-Eaters] [3618] true religion. Save China's millions. Wonder how they explain it to the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3620] them. Buddha their god lying on his side in the museum. Taking it easy
[Lotus-Eaters] [3628] round in a ring with blub lips, entranced, listening. Still life. Lap it
[Lotus-Eaters] [3641] drop or two (are they in water?) off it and put it neatly into her mouth.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3643] next one: a small old woman. The priest bent down to put it into her
[Lotus-Eaters] [3646] Stupefies them first. Hospice for the dying. They don't seem to chew it:
[Lotus-Eaters] [3647] only swallow it down. Rum idea: eating bits of a corpse. Why the cannibals
[Lotus-Eaters] [3648] cotton to it.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3654] there, with heads still bowed in their crimson halters, waiting for it to
[Lotus-Eaters] [3656] bread: unleavened shewbread. Look at them. Now I bet it makes them feel
[Lotus-Eaters] [3657] happy. Lollipop. It does. Yes, bread of angels it's called. There's a big
[Lotus-Eaters] [3658] idea behind it, kind of kingdom of God is within you feel. First
[Lotus-Eaters] [3662] steam. Thing is if you really believe in it. Lourdes cure, waters of
[Lotus-Eaters] [3668] an instant before it, showing a large grey bootsole from under the lace
[Lotus-Eaters] [3672] it is. And the other one? Iron nails ran in.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3688] smartly. Wine. Makes it more aristocratic than for example if he drank
[Lotus-Eaters] [3691] (aromatic). Doesn't give them any of it: shew wine: only the other. Cold
[Lotus-Eaters] [3701] but don't keep us all night over it. Music they wanted. Footdrill stopped.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3710] example too. They had a gay old time while it lasted. Healthy too,
[Lotus-Eaters] [3712] Chartreuse. Still, having eunuchs in their choir that was coming it a bit
[Lotus-Eaters] [3713] thick. What kind of voice is it? Must be curious to hear after their own
[Lotus-Eaters] [3716] long legs. Who knows? Eunuch. One way out of it.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3731] interesting if you understood what it was all about. Wonderful
[Lotus-Eaters] [3748] church: they mapped out the whole theology of it.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3765] the time? Women enjoy it. Never tell you. But we. Excuse, miss, there's a
[Lotus-Eaters] [3768] before. Still like you better untidy. Good job it wasn't farther south. He
[Lotus-Eaters] [3782] affair. O well, poor fellow, it's not his fault. When was it I got it made
[Lotus-Eaters] [3783] up last? Wait. I changed a sovereign I remember. First of the month it
[Lotus-Eaters] [3784] must have been or the second. O, he can look it up in the prescriptions
[Lotus-Eaters] [3799] phlegm. Poisons the only cures. Remedy where you least expect it. Clever
[Lotus-Eaters] [3813] It certainly did make her skin so delicate white like wax.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3821] Skinfood. One of the old queen's sons, duke of Albany was it? had only one
[Lotus-Eaters] [3822] skin. Leopold, yes. Three we have. Warts, bunions and pimples to make it
[Lotus-Eaters] [3826] Dirt gets rolled up in your navel. Nicer if a nice girl did it. Also I
[Lotus-Eaters] [3827] think I. Yes I. Do it in the bath. Curious longing I. Water to water.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3834] --No, Mr Bloom said. Make it up, please. I'll call later in the day and
[Lotus-Eaters] [3863] Lyons said. Where the bugger is it?
[Lotus-Eaters] [3869] --You can keep it, Mr Bloom said.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3874] --I was just going to throw it away, Mr Bloom said.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3880] --I say you can keep it, Mr Bloom answered. I was going to throw it away
[Lotus-Eaters] [3886] --I'll risk it, he said. Here, thanks.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3891] soap in it, smiling. Silly lips of that chap. Betting. Regular hotbed of
[Lotus-Eaters] [3892] it lately. Messenger boys stealing to put on sixpence. Raffle for large
[Lotus-Eaters] [3900] up like a cod in a pot. Damn bad ad. Now if they had made it round like a
[Lotus-Eaters] [3909] Sit around under sunshades. Over after over. Out. They can't play it here.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3919] He foresaw his pale body reclined in it at full, naked, in a womb of
[Hades] [3945] after him and slammed it twice till it shut tight. He passed an arm
[Hades] [3951] corners. Slop about in slipperslappers for fear he'd wake. Then getting it
[Hades] [3952] ready. Laying it out. Molly and Mrs Fleming making the bed. Pull it more
[Hades] [3959] it out of that. Wait for an opportunity.
[Hades] [3978] --That's a fine old custom, he said. I am glad to see it has not died out.
[Hades] [4014] his back. Thinks he'll cure it with pills. All breadcrumbs they are.
[Hades] [4020] it my business to write a letter one of those days to his mother or his
[Hades] [4034] Strange feeling it would be. From me. Just a chance. Must have been that
[Hades] [4036] at it by the wall of the cease to do evil. And the sergeant grinning up.
[Hades] [4038] touch, Poldy. God, I'm dying for it. How life begins.
[Hades] [4074] --It struck me too, Martin Cunningham said.
[Hades] [4106] Gasworks. Whooping cough they say it cures. Good job Milly never
[Hades] [4107] got it. Poor children! Doubles them up black and blue in convulsions.
[Hades] [4112] dying scrawl. He took it to heart, pined away. Quiet brute. Old men's dogs
[Hades] [4117] colander. I thought it would. My boots were creaking I remember now.
[Hades] [4121] --A pity it did not keep up fine, Martin Cunningham said.
[Hades] [4150] --I did not then, Mr Dedalus said. Where is it?
[Hades] [4161] Peake is that? is it the chap was in Crosbie and Alleyne's? no, Sexton,
[Hades] [4168] IT IS NOW A MONTH SINCE DEAR HENRY FLED
[Hades] [4174] I tore up the envelope? Yes. Where did I put her letter after I read it in
[Hades] [4236] --O, very well, Mr Bloom said. I hear great accounts of it. It's a good
[Hades] [4280] woman he keeps? Not pleasant for the wife. Yet they say, who was it told
[Hades] [4282] quick. Yes, it was Crofton met him one evening bringing her a pound of
[Hades] [4283] rumpsteak. What is this she was? Barmaid in Jury's. Or the Moira, was it?
[Hades] [4316] --Yes. Isn't it awfully good?
[Hades] [4318] --What is that? Mr Dedalus asked. I didn't hear it.
[Hades] [4323] --What? Mr Dedalus asked. That confirmed bloody hobbledehoy is it?
[Hades] [4336] --Reuben and the son were piking it down the quay next the river on their
[Hades] [4355] --Isn't it awfully good? Mr Bloom said eagerly.
[Hades] [4385] nose. Drink like the devil till it turns adelite. A lot of money he spent
[Hades] [4386] colouring it.
[Hades] [4419] --Poor little thing, Mr Dedalus said. It's well out of it.
[Hades] [4428] Martin Cunningham drew out his watch briskly, coughed and put it back.
[Hades] [4433] must take a charitable view of it.
[Hades] [4435] --They say a man who does it is a coward, Mr Dedalus said.
[Hades] [4437] --It is not for us to judge, Martin Cunningham said.
[Hades] [4443] used to drive a stake of wood through his heart in the grave. As if it
[Hades] [4462] room in the hotel with hunting pictures. Stuffy it was. Sunlight through
[Hades] [4534] --Why? Mr Bloom asked, turning to Mr Dedalus. Wouldn't it be more
[Hades] [4552] now. Quite right to close it. Looks horrid open. Then the insides
[Hades] [4563] But suppose now it did happen. Would he bleed if a nail say cut him in
[Hades] [4565] where. The circulation stops. Still some might ooze out of an artery. It
[Hades] [4589] They drove on past Brian Boroimhe house. Near it now.
[Hades] [4619] --So it is, Mr Dedalus said. A gruesome case. Seymour Bushe got him off.
[Hades] [4628] They looked. Murderer's ground. It passed darkly. Shuttered,
[Hades] [4631] They love reading about it. Man's head found in a garden. Her clothing
[Hades] [4671] Coffin now. Got here before us, dead as he is. Horse looking round at it
[Hades] [4684] The mutes shouldered the coffin and bore it in through the gates. So
[Hades] [4701] --O God! Mr Power whispered. First I heard of it. Poisoned himself?
[Hades] [4732] Something new to hope for not like the past she wanted back, waiting. It
[Hades] [4762] --How did he lose it? Ned Lambert asked. Liquor, what?
[Hades] [4780] pocket and knelt his right knee upon it. He fitted his black hat gently on
[Hades] [4783] A server bearing a brass bucket with something in it came out through
[Hades] [4809] sometimes to let out the bad gas and burn it. Out it rushes: blue. One
[Hades] [4814] The priest took a stick with a knob at the end of it out of the boy's
[Hades] [4815] bucket and shook it over the coffin. Then he walked to the other end and
[Hades] [4816] shook it again. Then he came back and put it back in the bucket. As you
[Hades] [4817] were before you rested. It's all written down: he has to do it.
[Hades] [4821] The server piped the answers in the treble. I often thought it would be
[Hades] [4825] Holy water that was, I expect. Shaking sleep out of it. He must be fed
[Hades] [4827] What harm if he could see what he was shaking it over. Every mortal day a
[Hades] [4840] the coffin again, carried it out and shoved it on their cart. Corny
[Hades] [4898] --It does, Mr Bloom said.
[Hades] [4903] every day. One fine day it gets bunged up: and there you are. Lots of
[Hades] [4919] --As it should be, Mr Kernan said.
[Hades] [4989] MAN, says he. THAT'S NOT MULCAHY, says he, WHOEVER DONE IT.
[Hades] [5010] Come out and live in the graveyard. Dangle that before her. It might
[Hades] [5016] off it to conceive at all. Women especially are so touchy. Tell her a
[Hades] [5018] have. It was a pitchdark night. The clock was on the stroke of twelve.
[Hades] [5025] do it at the window. Eight children he has anyway.
[Hades] [5031] must be: oblong cells. And very neat he keeps it too: trim grass and
[Hades] [5032] edgings. His garden Major Gamble calls Mount Jerome. Well, so it is.
[Hades] [5051] swirling with them. Your head it simply swurls. Those pretty little
[Hades] [5052] seaside gurls. He looks cheerful enough over it. Gives him a sense of
[Hades] [5059] the damp. You must laugh sometimes so better do it that way. Gravediggers
[Hades] [5073] nose on the brink, looping the bands round it.
[Hades] [5084] Friday buries a Thursday if you come to look at it.
[Hades] [5092] them all it does seem a waste of wood. All gnawed through. They could
[Hades] [5093] invent a handsome bier with a kind of panel sliding, let it down that way.
[Hades] [5097] it means. I see. To protect him as long as possible even in the earth. The
[Hades] [5126] go next. Well, it is a long rest. Feel no more. It's the moment you feel.
[Hades] [5127] Must be damned unpleasant. Can't believe it at first. Mistake must be:
[Hades] [5133] soles of his feet yellow. Pull the pillow away and finish it off on the
[Hades] [5146] when you shiver in the sun. Someone walking over it. Callboy's warning.
[Hades] [5162] enough of it. The mourners took heart of grace, one by one, covering
[Hades] [5209] Clay, brown, damp, began to be seen in the hole. It rose. Nearly over.
[Hades] [5245] be at his grave. Ten shillings for the gardener. He keeps it free of
[Hades] [5247] death's door. Who passed away. Who departed this life. As if they did it
[Hades] [5252] churchyard it ought to be that poem of whose is it Wordsworth or Thomas
[Hades] [5253] Campbell. Entered into rest the protestants put it. Old Dr Murren's.
[Hades] [5268] The Sacred Heart that is: showing it. Heart on his sleeve. Ought to be
[Hades] [5269] sideways and red it should be painted like a real heart. Ireland was
[Hades] [5270] dedicated to it or whatever that. Seems anything but pleased. Why this
[Hades] [5279] the voice, yes: gramophone. Have a gramophone in every grave or keep it
[Hades] [5294] alive crushed itself in under the plinth, wriggled itself in under it.
[Hades] [5303] bones clean no matter who it was. Ordinary meat for them. A corpse is
[Hades] [5306] Cremation better. Priests dead against it. Devilling for the other firm.
[Hades] [5315] Got wind of Dignam. They wouldn't care about the smell of it. Saltwhite
[Hades] [5364] his seeing it.
[Hades] [5366] Oyster eyes. Never mind. Be sorry after perhaps when it dawns on him.
[Aeolus] [5413] --There it is, Red Murray said. Alexander Keyes.
[Aeolus] [5415] --Just cut it out, will you? Mr Bloom said, and I'll take it round to the
[Aeolus] [5446] Guinness's barrels. It passed statelily up the staircase, steered by an
[Aeolus] [5501] WITH UNFEIGNED REGRET IT IS WE ANNOUNCE THE DISSOLUTION
[Aeolus] [5517] for College green. He boomed that workaday worker tack for all it was
[Aeolus] [5521] barony of Tinnahinch. To all whom it may concern schedule pursuant to
[Aeolus] [5533] clank on and on the same, print it over and over and up and back.
[Aeolus] [5536] --Well, get it into the evening edition, councillor, Hynes said.
[Aeolus] [5571] --He wants it in for July, Mr Bloom said.
[Aeolus] [5573] The foreman moved his pencil towards it.
[Aeolus] [5575] --But wait, Mr Bloom said. He wants it changed. Keyes, you see. He wants
[Aeolus] [5578] Hell of a racket they make. He doesn't hear it. Nannan. Iron nerves.
[Aeolus] [5590] obedient reels feeding in huge webs of paper. Clank it. Clank it. Miles of
[Aeolus] [5591] it unreeled. What becomes of it after? O, wrap up meat, parcels: various
[Aeolus] [5617] then if he didn't know only make it awkward for him. Better not.
[Aeolus] [5621] --I can get it, Mr Bloom said. It was in a Kilkenny paper. He has a house
[Aeolus] [5630] A typesetter brought him a limp galleypage. He began to check it
[Aeolus] [5639] forgot to give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning. It is amusing to
[Aeolus] [5640] view the unpar one ar alleled embarra two ars is it? double ess ment of a
[Aeolus] [5642] under a cemetery wall. Silly, isn't it? Cemetery put in of course on
[Aeolus] [5651] human the way it sllt to call attention. Doing its level best to speak.
[Aeolus] [5674] --Then I'll get the design, Mr Nannetti, he said, and you'll give it a
[Aeolus] [5682] it anyhow. Rub in August: good idea: horseshow month. Ballsbridge.
[Aeolus] [5698] AND IT WAS THE FEAST OF THE PASSOVER
[Aeolus] [5702] Reads it backwards first. Quickly he does it. Must require some practice
[Aeolus] [5710] dog kills the cat. Sounds a bit silly till you come to look into it well.
[Aeolus] [5711] Justice it means but it's everybody eating everyone else. That's what life
[Aeolus] [5716] to the landing. Now am I going to tram it out all the way and then catch
[Aeolus] [5725] those walls with matches? Looks as if they did it for a bet. Heavy greasy
[Aeolus] [5730] soap I put there. Lose it out of that pocket. Putting back his
[Aeolus] [5731] handkerchief he took out the soap and stowed it away, buttoned, into the
[Aeolus] [5738] who that is. What's up? Pop in a minute to phone. Ned Lambert it is.
[Aeolus] [5750] quizzing face, asked of it sourly:
[Aeolus] [5752] --Agonising Christ, wouldn't it give you a heartburn on your arse?
[Aeolus] [5756] --OR AGAIN, NOTE THE MEANDERINGS OF SOME PURLING RILL AS IT BABBLES ON
[Aeolus] [5790] --What is it? Mr Bloom asked.
[Aeolus] [5806] --Is it his speech last night? Mr Bloom asked.
[Aeolus] [5872] AS IT WERE ...
[Aeolus] [5875] taking anything for it?
[Aeolus] [5908] All very fine to jeer at it now in cold print but it goes down like hot
[Aeolus] [5919] --What is it?
[Aeolus] [5949] --So it was, begad, Ned Lambert agreed.
[Aeolus] [5965] off a piece, twanged it smartly between two and two of his resonant
[Aeolus] [6010] --It wasn't me, sir. It was the big fellow shoved me, sir.
[Aeolus] [6018] --Waiting for the racing special, sir, the newsboy said. It was Pat
[Aeolus] [6058] He went to the door and, holding it ajar, paused. J. J. O'Molloy
[Aeolus] [6072] of Keyes's. Want to fix it up. They tell me he's round there in Dillon's.
[Aeolus] [6122] murmuring meditation, but it is not always as it seems. Who has the most
[Aeolus] [6131] O'Molloy opened his case again and offered it.
[Aeolus] [6147] He took a cigarette from the open case. Lenehan, lighting it for him
[Aeolus] [6152] --IMPERIUM ROMANUM, J. J. O'Molloy said gently. It sounds nobler than
[Aeolus] [6157] --That's it, he said. We are the fat. You and I are the fat in the fire.
[Aeolus] [6171] The Jews in the wilderness and on the mountaintop said: IT IS MEET TO BE
[Aeolus] [6174] foot (on our shore he never set it) only his cloacal obsession. He gazed
[Aeolus] [6175] about him in his toga and he said: IT IS MEET TO BE HERE. LET US CONSTRUCT
[Aeolus] [6188] It was at the royal university dinner. Everything was going
[Aeolus] [6221] --That old pelters, the editor said. Who tore it? Was he short taken?
[Aeolus] [6259] --The moot point is did he forget it, J. J. O'Molloy said quietly,
[Aeolus] [6266] --I'll tell you how it was, Myles Crawford began. A Hungarian it was one
[Aeolus] [6352] mockery. Or was it you shot the lord lieutenant of Finland between you?
[Aeolus] [6359] --We were only thinking about it, Stephen said.
[Aeolus] [6378] YOU CAN DO IT!
[Aeolus] [6384] it. You can do it. I see it in your face. IN THE LEXICON OF YOUTH ...
[Aeolus] [6386] See it in your face. See it in your eye. Lazy idle little schemer.
[Aeolus] [6390] Give them something with a bite in it. Put us all into it, damn its soul.
[Aeolus] [6403] --You can do it, Myles Crawford repeated, clenching his hand in emphasis.
[Aeolus] [6419] Where it took place. Tim Kelly, or Kavanagh I mean. Joe Brady and the
[Aeolus] [6426] --Hop and carry one, is it? Myles Crawford said.
[Aeolus] [6433] --Gumley? he said. You don't say so? A friend of my father's, is it?
[Aeolus] [6451] --I'll answer it, the professor said, going.
[Aeolus] [6461] dicky jutted up and with a rude gesture he thrust it back into his
[Aeolus] [6484] --Gave it to them on a hot plate, Myles Crawford said, the whole bloody
[Aeolus] [6489] --I saw it, the editor said proudly. I was present. Dick Adams, the
[Aeolus] [6499] advertisement. Gregor Grey made the design for it. That gave him the leg
[Aeolus] [6524] last year and thought she'd buy a view of Dublin. And it turned out to be
[Aeolus] [6536] you write it then?
[Aeolus] [6585] --Bushe? the editor said. Well, yes: Bushe, yes. He has a strain of it in
[Aeolus] [6594] fell from the lips of Seymour Bushe. It was in that case of fratricide,
[Aeolus] [6625] it was that small act, trivial in itself, that striking of that match,
[Aeolus] [6634] --He said of it: THAT STONY EFFIGY IN FROZEN MUSIC, HORNED AND TERRIBLE,
[Aeolus] [6646] --You like it? J. J. O'Molloy asked Stephen.
[Aeolus] [6661] poets: A. E. the mastermystic? That Blavatsky woman started it. She was a
[Aeolus] [6682] --He is sitting with Tim Healy, J. J. O'Molloy said, rumour has it, on
[Aeolus] [6688] --It was the speech, mark you, the professor said, of a finished orator,
[Aeolus] [6691] new movement. It was then a new movement. We were weak, therefore
[Aeolus] [6707] beard round it. He wore a loose white silk neckcloth and altogether he
[Aeolus] [6725] LEARNED FRIEND. IT SEEMED TO ME THAT I HAD BEEN TRANSPORTED INTO A COUNTRY
[Aeolus] [6733] it yourself?
[Aeolus] [6735] --AND IT SEEMED TO ME THAT I HEARD THE VOICE OF THAT EGYPTIAN HIGHPRIEST
[Aeolus] [6743] It was revealed to me that those things are good which yet are
[Aeolus] [6768] A dumb belch of hunger cleft his speech. He lifted his voice above it
[Aeolus] [6808] --You take my breath away. It is not perchance a French compliment? Mr
[Aeolus] [6812] --That it be and hereby is resolutely resolved. All that are in favour
[Aeolus] [6813] say ay, Lenehan announced. The contrary no. I declare it carried. To which
[Aeolus] [6842] --I hope you will live to see it published. Myles, one moment.
[Aeolus] [6846] --Come along, Stephen, the professor said. That is fine, isn't it? It has
[Aeolus] [6885] On now. Dare it. Let there be life.
[Aeolus] [6892] umbrellas for fear it may come on to rain.
[Aeolus] [6908] airslits. Glory be to God. They had no idea it was that high.
[Aeolus] [6942] --What is it? Myles Crawford said, falling back a pace.
[Aeolus] [6957] pink. And he wants it copied if it's not too late I told councillor
[Aeolus] [6958] Nannetti from the KILKENNY PEOPLE. I can have access to it in the national
[Aeolus] [7021] dome, Adam and Eve's, saint Laurence O'Toole's. But it makes them giddy to
[Aeolus] [7042] --It gives them a crick in their necks, Stephen said, and they are too
[Aeolus] [7044] them and eat the plums out of it, one after another, wiping off with their
[Aeolus] [7060] Gorgias, the sophist. It is said of him that none could tell if he were
[Aeolus] [7063] from Argive Helen and handed it to poor Penelope.
[Aeolus] [7086] --But what do you call it? Myles Crawford asked. Where did they get the
[Aeolus] [7094] --Call it, wait, the professor said, opening his long lips wide to
[Aeolus] [7095] reflect. Call it, let me see. Call it: DEUS NOBIS HAEC OTIA FECIT.
[Aeolus] [7097] --No, Stephen said. I call it A PISGAH SIGHT OF PALESTINE OR THE PARABLE
[Lestrygonians] [7165] Phosphorus it must be done with. If you leave a bit of codfish for
[Lestrygonians] [7166] instance. I could see the bluey silver over it. Night I went down to the
[Lestrygonians] [7167] pantry in the kitchen. Don't like all the smells in it waiting to rush
[Lestrygonians] [7168] out. What was it she wanted? The Malaga raisins. Thinking of Spain. Before
[Lestrygonians] [7183] pick it out of her. Never pick it out of her. Like getting l.s.d. out of
[Lestrygonians] [7188] too. Potatoes and marge, marge and potatoes. It's after they feel it.
[Lestrygonians] [7193] it, I heard. Be interesting some day get a pass through Hancock to see the
[Lestrygonians] [7210] day I threw that stale cake out of the Erin's King picked it up in the
[Lestrygonians] [7218] no rhymes: blank verse. The flow of the language it is. The thoughts.
[Lestrygonians] [7247] and mouth disease too. If you cram a turkey say on chestnutmeal it tastes
[Lestrygonians] [7248] like that. Eat pig like pig. But then why is it that saltwater fish are
[Lestrygonians] [7262] stuck up in all the greenhouses. Never see it now. Strictly confidential.
[Lestrygonians] [7277] No, no. I don't believe it. He wouldn't surely?
[Lestrygonians] [7285] parallel, parallax. Met him pike hoses she called it till I told her about
[Lestrygonians] [7296] one Bass. Barrel of Bass. See? It all works out.
[Lestrygonians] [7304] foreboard, crammed it into his mouth and munched as he walked. Our staple
[Lestrygonians] [7313] Pillar of salt. Wouldn't have it of course because he didn't think
[Lestrygonians] [7314] of it himself first. Or the inkbottle I suggested with a false stain
[Lestrygonians] [7320] Devil of a job it was collecting accounts of those convents. Tranquilla
[Lestrygonians] [7330] out. Molly tasting it, her veil up. Sister? Pat Claffey, the pawnbroker's
[Lestrygonians] [7331] daughter. It was a nun they say invented barbed wire.
[Lestrygonians] [7339] port into his soup before the flag fell. Bobbob lapping it for the inner
[Lestrygonians] [7343] buttons. She didn't like it because I sprained my ankle first day she wore
[Lestrygonians] [7346] like it. Fitted her like a glove, shoulders and hips. Just beginning to
[Lestrygonians] [7347] plump it out well. Rabbitpie we had that day. People looking after her.
[Lestrygonians] [7370] out of my hand against the High school railings. Lucky it didn't. Thing
[Lestrygonians] [7412] --O, dear me, Mrs Breen said. I hope it wasn't any near relation.
[Lestrygonians] [7441] sugar, or they'd taste it with the hot tea. Or is it from her? A barefoot
[Lestrygonians] [7443] hunger that way. Pleasure or pain is it? Penny dinner. Knife and fork
[Lestrygonians] [7447] guard on those things. Stick it in a chap's eye in the tram. Rummaging.
[Lestrygonians] [7473] --Read that, she said. He got it this morning.
[Lestrygonians] [7475] --What is it? Mr Bloom asked, taking the card. U.P.?
[Lestrygonians] [7480] --Indeed it is, Mr Bloom said.
[Lestrygonians] [7491] grapes to take the harm out of it. Shabby genteel. She used to be a tasty
[Lestrygonians] [7513] --I just called to ask on the way in is she over it. She's in the lying-in
[Lestrygonians] [7574] Wrote it for a lark in the Scotch house I bet anything. Round to Menton's
[Lestrygonians] [7597] Rathoath. Uneatable fox. Pothunters too. Fear injects juices make it
[Lestrygonians] [7604] put her mount to it. Think that pugnosed driver did it out of spite.
[Lestrygonians] [7611] on the plums thinking it was custard. Her ears ought to have tingled for a
[Lestrygonians] [7641] about it instead of gassing about the what was it the pensive bosom of the
[Lestrygonians] [7647] twentyone years want to work it out on paper come to a tidy sum more than
[Lestrygonians] [7665] pigeons flew. Their little frolic after meals. Who will we do it on? I
[Lestrygonians] [7688] being lagged they let him have it hot and heavy in the bridewell. Can't
[Lestrygonians] [7699] All skedaddled. Why he fixed on me. Give me in charge. Right here it
[Lestrygonians] [7749] before it gets too cold. Halffed enthusiasts. Penny roll and a walk with
[Lestrygonians] [7770] have all the gold. Swindle in it somewhere. Piled up in cities, worn
[Lestrygonians] [7782] tinned in there. Like a mortuary chapel. Wouldn't live in it if they paid
[Lestrygonians] [7821] Holding forth. She's taking it all in. Not saying a word. To aid gentleman
[Lestrygonians] [7828] Windandwatery though. Tried it. Keep you on the run all day. Bad as a
[Lestrygonians] [7836] Esthetes they are. I wouldn't be surprised if it was that kind of food you
[Lestrygonians] [7856] and hand it to her at Limerick junction. Unclaimed money too. There's a
[Lestrygonians] [7859] His lids came down on the lower rims of his irides. Can't see it. If you
[Lestrygonians] [7860] imagine it's there you can almost see it. Can't see it.
[Lestrygonians] [7870] Now that I come to think of it that ball falls at Greenwich time. It's
[Lestrygonians] [7875] proud to be descended from some king's mistress. His foremother. Lay it on
[Lestrygonians] [7884] Never know anything about it. Waste of time. Gasballs spinning
[Lestrygonians] [7898] Stop. Stop. If it was it was. Must.
[Lestrygonians] [7920] Could never like it again after Rudy. Can't bring back time. Like holding
[Lestrygonians] [7923] Wants to sew on buttons for me. I must answer. Write it in the library.
[Lestrygonians] [7944] like it. Women won't pick up pins. Say it cuts lo.
[Lestrygonians] [7988] plate: halfmasticated gristle: gums: no teeth to chewchewchew it. Chump
[Lestrygonians] [7989] chop from the grill. Bolting to get it over. Sad booser's eyes. Bitten off
[Lestrygonians] [7995] it all however.
[Lestrygonians] [8009] that. Scoffing up stewgravy with sopping sippets of bread. Lick it off the
[Lestrygonians] [8020] depended on it. Good stroke. Give me the fidgets to look. Safer to eat
[Lestrygonians] [8021] from his three hands. Tear it limb from limb. Second nature to him. Born
[Lestrygonians] [8027] up: it splashed yellow near his boot. A diner, knife and fork upright,
[Lestrygonians] [8063] and hindquarters out of it. Hate people all round you. City Arms hotel
[Lestrygonians] [8064] TABLE D'HOTE she called it. Soup, joint and sweet. Never know whose
[Lestrygonians] [8069] earth garlic of course it stinks after Italian organgrinders crisp of
[Lestrygonians] [8079] Insidious. Lick it up smokinghot, thick sugary. Famished ghosts.
[Lestrygonians] [8101] Under the obituary notices they stuck it. All up a plumtree. Dignam's
[Lestrygonians] [8106] THE REVEREND MR MACTRIGGER. With it an abode of bliss. Lord knows what
[Lestrygonians] [8120] Kernan can dress. Puts gusto into it. Pure olive oil. Milly served me that
[Lestrygonians] [8135] Music. Knows as much about it as my coachman. Still better tell him. Does
[Lestrygonians] [8141] --No. O, that's the style. Who's getting it up?
[Lestrygonians] [8157] He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs. THEIR LIVES. I have it.
[Lestrygonians] [8158] IT GREW BIGGER AND BIGGER AND BIGGER.
[Lestrygonians] [8160] --Getting it up? he said. Well, it's like a company idea, you see. Part
[Lestrygonians] [8165] up in it?
[Lestrygonians] [8177] speed it, set his wineglass delicately down.
[Lestrygonians] [8190] Hope that dewdrop doesn't come down into his glass. No, snuffled it
[Lestrygonians] [8193] --For near a month, man, before it came off. Sucking duck eggs by God till
[Lestrygonians] [8216] Like the way it curves there.
[Lestrygonians] [8218] --I wouldn't do anything at all in that line, Davy Byrne said. It ruined
[Lestrygonians] [8238] Bad luck to big Ben Dollard and his John O'Gaunt. He put me off it. Ay.
[Lestrygonians] [8253] mawkish cheese. Nice wine it is. Taste it better because I'm not thirsty.
[Lestrygonians] [8264] Gaudy colour warns you off. One fellow told another and so on. Try it on
[Lestrygonians] [8275] inside. Idea for a poison mystery. That archduke Leopold was it no yes or
[Lestrygonians] [8276] was it Otto one of those Habsburgs? Or who was it used to eat the scruff
[Lestrygonians] [8288] DUCHESSE DE PARME. Just as well to write it on the bill of fare so you
[Lestrygonians] [8289] can know what you've eaten. Too many drugs spoil the broth. I know it
[Lestrygonians] [8290] myself. Dosing it with Edwards' desiccated soup. Geese stuffed silly for
[Lestrygonians] [8305] grapes of Burgundy. Sun's heat it is. Seems to a secret touch telling me
[Lestrygonians] [8315] mumbled sweetsour of her spittle. Joy: I ate it: joy. Young life, her
[Lestrygonians] [8330] it curves: curves are beauty. Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the
[Lestrygonians] [8337] turnips, bottle of Allsop. Nectar imagine it drinking electricity: gods'
[Lestrygonians] [8340] earth, food: have to feed it like stoking an engine. They have no. Never
[Lestrygonians] [8366] gentleman is in trouble that way. It only brings it up fresh in their
[Lestrygonians] [8371] wife has in Henry street with a jar of cream in his hand taking it home
[Lestrygonians] [8397] down. I know a fellow was trying to get into it. But they're as close as
[Lestrygonians] [8398] damn it. By God they did right to keep the women out of it.
[Lestrygonians] [8422] --He's not too bad, Nosey Flynn said, snuffling it up. He's been known to
[Lestrygonians] [8445] --Well, what'll it be? Paddy Leonard asked.
[Lestrygonians] [8466] --Zinfandel is it? Nosey Flynn asked.
[Lestrygonians] [8477] --Is it Zinfandel?
[Lestrygonians] [8483] said. Who gave it to you?
[Lestrygonians] [8491] --That's the man now that gave it to me, Bantam Lyons whispered.
[Lestrygonians] [8501] smooth. Something green it would have to be: spinach, say. Then with
[Lestrygonians] [8505] cobblestones and lapped it with new zest. Surfeit. Returned with thanks
[Lestrygonians] [8509] Wasting time explaining it to Flynn's mouth. Lean people long mouths.
[Lestrygonians] [8525] turned back his thoughts. They could: and watch it all the way down,
[Lestrygonians] [8590] it forward.
[Lestrygonians] [8616] Must have felt it. See things in their forehead perhaps: kind of sense of
[Lestrygonians] [8617] volume. Weight or size of it, something blacker than the dark. Wonder
[Lestrygonians] [8618] would he feel it if something was removed. Feel a gap. Queer idea of
[Lestrygonians] [8642] see the lines, the curves. His hands on her hair, for instance. Say it
[Lestrygonians] [8643] was black, for instance. Good. We call it black. Then passing over her
[Lestrygonians] [8648] too. Wait. Think over it.
[Lestrygonians] [8684] Sixteenth. Today it is. In aid of funds for Mercer's hospital. THE
[Lestrygonians] [8691] Straw hat in sunlight. Tan shoes. Turnedup trousers. It is. It is.
[Lestrygonians] [8696] Is it? Almost certain. Won't look. Wine in my face. Why did I? Too heady.
[Lestrygonians] [8697] Yes, it is. The walk. Not see. Get on.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8766] SATAN he calls it.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8811] of art is out of how deep a life does it spring. The painting of Gustave
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8854] --Upon my word it makes my blood boil to hear anyone compare Aristotle
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8875] hear the discussion. He's gone to Gill's to buy it.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8904] don't you know, a provincial town. They advertised it.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8924] --Yes, I suppose it would be, he said. Excellent people, no doubt, but
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8944] --He will have it that HAMLET is a ghoststory, John Eglinton said for Mr
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8968] --It is this hour of a day in mid June, Stephen said, begging with a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8970] bankside. The bear Sackerson growls in the pit near it, Paris garden.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8984] castoff mail of a court buck, a wellset man with a bass voice. It is the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8997] Is it possible that that player Shakespeare, a ghost by absence, and in
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9000] prince Hamlet's twin), is it possible, I want to know, or probable that
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9011] when we read the poetry of KING LEAR what is it to us how the poet lived?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9014] drinking, the poet's debts. We have KING LEAR: and it is immortal.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9025] Marry, I wanted it.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9029] Go to! You spent most of it in Georgina Johnson's bed, clergyman's
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9032] Do you intend to pay it back?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9045] it.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9081] out of it as quickly and as best he could.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9108] THE GIRL I LEFT BEHIND ME. If the earthquake did not time it we should
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9117] them by males. He chose badly? He was chosen, it seems to me. If others
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9172] friendly and earnest. Mr Russell, rumour has it, is gathering together a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9183] virtue of which it is impossible that one can be otherwise. Argal, one
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9189] Longworth will give it a good puff in the EXPRESS. O, will he? I liked
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9195] clever, isn't it? They remind one of Don Quixote and Sancho Panza. Our
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9197] for it. A knight of the rueful countenance here in Dublin. With a saffron
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9200] becoming important, it seems.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9209] --O, yes. If he considers it important it will go in. We have so much
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9229] --Is it your view, then, that she was not faithful to the poet?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9271] --But HAMLET is so personal, isn't it? Mr Best pleaded. I mean, a kind of
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9277] SHAGART. Put beurla on it, littlejohn.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9293] and unweave his image. And as the mole on my right breast is where it was
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9350] --Mr Brandes accepts it, Stephen said, as the first play of the closing
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9354] name is, say of it?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9394] will get it in middle life. Why does he send to one who is a BUONAROBA, a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9415] two backs that urged it King Hamlet's ghost could not know of were he not
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9493] --For Willie Hughes, is it not? the quaker librarian asked.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9499] colour, but it's so typical the way he works it out. It's the very
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9520] --Do you think it is only a paradox? the quaker librarian was asking. The
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9534] DEBTORSHIP FOR A THING DONE. Signed: Dedalus. Where did you launch it
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9544] Haines and myself, the time himself brought it in. 'Twas murmur we did
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9580] is it?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9638] whom a score of heroes slept, and handed it to poor Penelope. Twenty
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9641] art, more than the art of feudalism as Walt Whitman called it, is the art
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9691] --It seems so, Stephen said, when he wants to do for him, and for all
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9697] Ann, I take it, was hot in the blood. Once a wooer, twice a wooer.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9764] from that of the new Viennese school Mr Magee spoke of, likens it in his
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9767] stranger who, it may be, hungers for it. Jews, whom christians tax with
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9791] IT HAS VANISHED LONG AGO ...
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9799] slept it skills not to ask) and heard she had a soul. She read or had
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9804] inwit: remorse of conscience. It is an age of exhausted whoredom groping
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9808] ages succeed one another. But we have it on high authority that a man's
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9815] with the godless, he sneaks the cup. A sire in Ultonian Antrim bade it
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9834] corpse of John Shakespeare does not walk the night. From hour to hour it
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9838] conscious begetting, is unknown to man. It is a mystical estate, an
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9865] In rue Monsieur-le-Prince I thought it.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9940] BEST: I hope Edmund is going to catch it. I don't want Richard, my
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9949] his face in a dark corner of his canvas. He has revealed it in the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9955] told is ours. A star, a daystar, a firedrake, rose at his birth. It shone
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9957] night it shone over delta in Cassiopeia, the recumbent constellation
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9959] it, lowlying on the horizon, eastward of the bear, as he walked by the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9966] Don't tell them he was nine years old when it was quenched.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9976] --What is that, Mr Dedalus? the quaker librarian asked. Was it a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9989] is strange enough. I suppose it explains your fantastical humour.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10064] buries it certain fathoms in the earth and drowns his book. It doubles
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10066] itself, protasis, epitasis, catastasis, catastrophe. It repeats
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10068] Susan, chip of the old block, is accused of adultery. But it was
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10072] sin, committed by another in whose sin he too has sinned. It is between
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10073] the lines of his last written words, it is petrified on his tombstone
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10074] under which her four bones are not to be laid. Age has not withered it.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10075] Beauty and peace have not done it away. It is in infinite variety
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10077] in AS YOU LIKE IT, in THE TEMPEST, in HAMLET, in MEASURE FOR MEASURE--and
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10098] When all is said Dumas FILS (or is it Dumas PERE?) is right. After God
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10109] divorced. If you like the epilogue look long on it: prosperous Prospero,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10115] TONIGHT IT IS TO JUDAS HIS STEPS WILL TEND. Every life is many days,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10118] ourselves. The playwright who wrote the folio of this world and wrote it
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10151] --Are you going to write it? Mr Best asked. You ought to make it a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10157] for it since you don't believe it yourself. Dowden believes there is some
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10162] It will come as a surprise to his grace. But he believes his theory.
[Wandering Rocks] [10424] sure it was. Beautiful weather it was, delightful indeed. Yes, it was very
[Wandering Rocks] [10445] Irish. Of good family too would one think it? Welsh, were they not?
[Wandering Rocks] [10490] speak. The incumbent they called him. He felt it incumbent on him to say a
[Wandering Rocks] [10495] Circular road. It was a wonder that there was not a tramline in such an
[Wandering Rocks] [10508] nobleman. And now it was an office or something.
[Wandering Rocks] [10533] him. It was idyllic: and Father Conmee reflected on the providence of the
[Wandering Rocks] [10534] Creator who had made turf to be in bogs whence men might dig it out and
[Wandering Rocks] [10535] bring it to town and hamlet to make fires in the houses of poor people.
[Wandering Rocks] [10557] It was a peaceful day. The gentleman with the glasses opposite Father
[Wandering Rocks] [10571] At Annesley bridge the tram halted and, when it was about to go, an
[Wandering Rocks] [10592] God. It seemed to Father Conmee a pity that they should all be lost, a
[Wandering Rocks] [10598] The Malahide road was quiet. It pleased Father Conmee, road and
[Wandering Rocks] [10627] It was a charming day.
[Wandering Rocks] [10667] erect, went to it and, spinning it on its axle, viewed its shape and brass
[Wandering Rocks] [10715] it into the cap held out to her. The sailor grumbled thanks, glanced
[Wandering Rocks] [10735] hand flung forth a coin over the area railings. It fell on the path.
[Wandering Rocks] [10737] One of the urchins ran to it, picked it up and dropped it into the
[Wandering Rocks] [10785] --Where did you get it? Katey asked.
[Wandering Rocks] [10795] --Give us it here.
[Wandering Rocks] [10842] from his fob and held it at its chain's length.
[Wandering Rocks] [10849] --Certainly, sir. Is it in the city?
[Wandering Rocks] [10859] --Send it at once, will you? he said. It's for an invalid.
[Wandering Rocks] [10941] Too much mystery business in it. Is he in love with that one, Marion?
[Wandering Rocks] [10942] Change it and get another by Mary Cecil Haye.
[Wandering Rocks] [11000] O'Madden Burke is going to write something about it one of these days. The
[Wandering Rocks] [11016] get those bags cleared away from the windows. You can take it from here or
[Wandering Rocks] [11054] I DID IT, says he, BUT I DECLARE TO GOD I THOUGHT THE ARCHBISHOP WAS
[Wandering Rocks] [11055] INSIDE. He mightn't like it, though. What? God, I'll tell him anyhow.
[Wandering Rocks] [11066] --Well, Jack. What is it? What's the trouble? Wait awhile. Hold hard.
[Wandering Rocks] [11093] He slid it into the left slot for them. It shot down the groove, wobbled
[Wandering Rocks] [11113] He slid in a disk for himself: and watched it shoot, wobble, ogle, stop:
[Wandering Rocks] [11123] Nosey Flynn stooped towards the lever, snuffling at it.
[Wandering Rocks] [11125] --But how does it work here, Tommy? he asked.
[Wandering Rocks] [11135] --Drain? Lenehan said. It was down a manhole.
[Wandering Rocks] [11142] like a bloody gaspipe and there was the poor devil stuck down in it, half
[Wandering Rocks] [11185] fine plates in it worth double the money, the stars and the moon and
[Wandering Rocks] [11186] comets with long tails. Astronomy it was about.
[Wandering Rocks] [11201] was there, Val Dillon it was, and sir Charles Cameron and Dan Dawson
[Wandering Rocks] [11216] which we did ample justice. Fast and furious it was. After liquids came
[Wandering Rocks] [11224] the jollification and when we sallied forth it was blue o'clock the
[Wandering Rocks] [11225] morning after the night before. Coming home it was a gorgeous winter's
[Wandering Rocks] [11248] she. By God, she had Bloom cornered. THAT ONE, IS IT? says Chris Callinan,
[Wandering Rocks] [11257] M'Coy's white face smiled about it at instants and grew grave.
[Wandering Rocks] [11273] butting with their skulls to get out of it. Child born every minute
[Wandering Rocks] [11279] --That I had, he said, pushing it by.
[Wandering Rocks] [11293] Know the kind that is. Had it? Yes.
[Wandering Rocks] [11295] He opened it. Thought so.
[Wandering Rocks] [11299] No: she wouldn't like that much. Got her it once.
[Wandering Rocks] [11341] floor. He put his boot on what he had spat, wiping his sole along it, and
[Wandering Rocks] [11344] Mr Bloom beheld it.
[Wandering Rocks] [11352] --SWEETS OF SIN, he said, tapping on it. That's a good one.
[Wandering Rocks] [11366] The lacquey lifted his handbell and shook it:
[Wandering Rocks] [11392] --Give it up, father, Dilly said. All the people are looking at you.
[Wandering Rocks] [11410] --I was not, then, Mr Dedalus said, smiling. Was it the little nuns
[Wandering Rocks] [11427] --Well, what is it? he said, stopping.
[Wandering Rocks] [11478] O, sure they wouldn't really! Is it little sister Monica!
[Wandering Rocks] [11501] I smiled at him. AMERICA, I said quietly, just like that. WHAT IS IT? THE
[Wandering Rocks] [11506] always someone to pick it up.
[Wandering Rocks] [11508] Saw him looking at my frockcoat. Dress does it. Nothing like a dressy
[Wandering Rocks] [11517] street. Well worth the half sovereign I gave Neary for it. Never built
[Wandering Rocks] [11519] toff had it probably. John Mulligan, the manager of the Hibernian bank,
[Wandering Rocks] [11526] it.
[Wandering Rocks] [11535] Lambert's brother over the way, Sam? What? Yes. He's as like it as damn
[Wandering Rocks] [11536] it. No. The windscreen of that motorcar in the sun there. Just a flash
[Wandering Rocks] [11568] reminiscences of sir Jonah Barrington. When you look back on it all now
[Wandering Rocks] [11591] His Excellency! Too bad! Just missed that by a hair. Damn it! What a
[Wandering Rocks] [11613] Old Russell with a smeared shammy rag burnished again his gem, turned it
[Wandering Rocks] [11614] and held it at the point of his Moses' beard. Grandfather ape gloating on
[Wandering Rocks] [11676] A Stuart face of nonesuch Charles, lank locks falling at its sides. It
[Wandering Rocks] [11683] --I bought it from the other cart for a penny, Dilly said, laughing
[Wandering Rocks] [11684] nervously. Is it any good?
[Wandering Rocks] [11697] --Here, Stephen said. It's all right. Mind Maggy doesn't pawn it on you.
[Wandering Rocks] [11728] --Jolly, Mr Dedalus said. Who is it?
[Wandering Rocks] [11732] --With a broken back, is it? Mr Dedalus asked.
[Wandering Rocks] [11762] --That's a pretty garment, isn't it, for a summer's day?
[Wandering Rocks] [11804] Henry Menton casually in the Bodega just now and it will cost me a fall
[Wandering Rocks] [11962] --What was it? Martin Cunningham asked, as they went on up the staircase.
[Wandering Rocks] [11984] claw went up again to his forehead whereat it rested. An instant after,
[Wandering Rocks] [11995] --We call it D.B.C. because they have damn bad cakes. O, but you missed
[Wandering Rocks] [12013] thoughtfully with thumb and forefinger. Now I am speculating what it would
[Wandering Rocks] [12048] --This is real Irish cream I take it, he said with forbearance.
[Wandering Rocks] [12093] had been sent for, went along warm Wicklow street dawdling. It was too
[Wandering Rocks] [12108] left turned as he turned. That's me in mourning. When is it? May the
[Wandering Rocks] [12111] up. Buttoning it down, his chin lifted, he saw the image of Marie Kendall,
[Wandering Rocks] [12129] his other hand. His collar sprang up again and he tugged it down. The
[Wandering Rocks] [12131] to it. He met schoolboys with satchels. I'm not going tomorrow either,
[Wandering Rocks] [12133] mourning? Uncle Barney said he'd get it into the paper tonight. Then
[Wandering Rocks] [12134] they'll all see it in the paper and read my name printed and pa's name.
[Wandering Rocks] [12136] His face got all grey instead of being red like it was and there was a
[Wandering Rocks] [12137] fly walking over it up to his eye. The scrunch that was when they were
[Wandering Rocks] [12139] it downstairs.
[Wandering Rocks] [12141] Pa was inside it and ma crying in the parlour and uncle Barney telling
[Wandering Rocks] [12142] the men how to get it round the bend. A big coffin it was, and high and
[Wandering Rocks] [12148] tongue and his teeth trying to say it better. Poor pa. That was Mr Dignam,
[Wandering Rocks] [12190] knew by the style it was the lord and lady lieutenant but she couldn't see
[Wandering Rocks] [12213] hunter watch not looked at in his fat left hand not feeling it. Where the
[Sirens] [12454] --What is it? loud boots unmannerly asked.
[Sirens] [12458] --Your BEAU, is it?
[Sirens] [12492] --No, said miss Kennedy. It gets brown after. Did you try the borax with
[Sirens] [12499] --And leave it to my hands, she said.
[Sirens] [12501] --Try it with the glycerine, miss Kennedy advised.
[Sirens] [12751] --The tuner was in today, miss Douce replied, tuning it for the smoking
[Sirens] [12782] something, language of flow. Was it a daisy? Innocence that is.
[Sirens] [12787] jaunting car. It is. Again. Third time. Coincidence.
[Sirens] [12789] Jingling on supple rubbers it jaunted from the bridge to Ormond
[Sirens] [12790] quay. Follow. Risk it. Go quick. At four. Near now. Out.
[Sirens] [12807] poised that it now throbbed. You hear? It throbbed, pure, purer, softly
[Sirens] [12886] But easily she seized her prey and led it low in triumph.
[Sirens] [12891] lips, looked as it flowed (flower in his coat: who gave him?), and
[Sirens] [12919] Miss Douce took Boylan's coin, struck boldly the cashregister. It
[Sirens] [12963] Quavering the chords strayed from the air, found it again, lost chord,
[Sirens] [12964] and lost and found it, faltering.
[Sirens] [12985] after, after her gliding head as it went down the bar by mirrors, gilded
[Sirens] [12987] where it concerted, mirrored, bronze with sunnier bronze.
[Sirens] [13025] How warm this black is. Course nerves a bit. Refracts (is it?) heat. Let
[Sirens] [13086] was it gave me the wheeze she was doing the other business? Do you
[Sirens] [13176] passed a remark. It was indeed, first gentleman said, beautiful weather.
[Sirens] [13178] And heard steelhoofs ringhoof ring. No, she couldn't say. But it would be
[Sirens] [13212] Piano again. Cowley it is. Way he sits in to it, like one together,
[Sirens] [13222] Only the harp. Lovely. Gold glowering light. Girl touched it. Poop of
[Sirens] [13231] --Go on, blast you! Ben Dollard growled. Get it out in bits.
[Sirens] [13258] --No, Simon, Father Cowley turned. Play it in the original. One flat.
[Sirens] [13274] Never forget it. Never.
[Sirens] [13278] piper. Pills, pounded bread, worth a guinea a box. Stave it off awhile.
[Sirens] [13280] the. Not making much hand of it. Best value in. Characteristic of him.
[Sirens] [13314] --A beautiful air, said Bloom lost Leopold. I know it well.
[Sirens] [13318] He knows it well too. Or he feels. Still harping on his daughter. Wise
[Sirens] [13329] Dollard and Cowley still urged the lingering singer out with it.
[Sirens] [13331] --With it, Simon.
[Sirens] [13333] --It, Simon.
[Sirens] [13338] --It, Simon.
[Sirens] [13369] Poldy, mercy of beauty, heard from a person wouldn't expect it in the
[Sirens] [13374] wound a skein round four forkfingers, stretched it, relaxed, and wound it
[Sirens] [13380] his feet. When will we meet? My head it simply. Jingle all delighted. He
[Sirens] [13381] can't sing for tall hats. Your head it simply swurls. Perfumed for him.
[Sirens] [13398] Tenderness it welled: slow, swelling, full it throbbed. That's the chat.
[Sirens] [13416] MARTHA it is. Coincidence. Just going to write. Lionel's song. Lovely
[Sirens] [13421] The voice of Lionel returned, weaker but unwearied. It sang again to
[Sirens] [13428] hear it better here than in the bar though farther.
[Sirens] [13461] It soared, a bird, it held its flight, a swift pure cry, soar silver orb
[Sirens] [13462] it leaped serene, speeding, sustained, to come, don't spin it out too long
[Sirens] [13529] the slender catgut thong. He drew and plucked. It buzz, it twanged. While
[Sirens] [13537] string. Cruel it seems. Let people get fond of each other: lure them on.
[Sirens] [13546] happy in your? Twang. It snapped.
[Sirens] [13564] Better write it here. Quills in the postoffice chewed and twisted.
[Sirens] [13569] --Yes, Mr Bloom said, teasing the curling catgut line. It certainly is.
[Sirens] [13576] --It is, Bloom said.
[Sirens] [13578] Numbers it is. All music when you come to think. Two multiplied by two
[Sirens] [13583] you're listening to the etherial. But suppose you said it like: Martha,
[Sirens] [13585] account of the sounds it is.
[Sirens] [13593] for that. BLUMENLIED I bought for her. The name. Playing it slow, a girl,
[Sirens] [13600] It was the only language Mr Dedalus said to Ben. He heard them as a
[Sirens] [13616] Some pock or oth. It is utterl imposs. Underline IMPOSS. To write today.
[Sirens] [13627] will tell you. Want to. To keep it up. Call me that other. Other world she
[Sirens] [13628] wrote. My patience are exhaust. To keep it up. You must believe. Believe.
[Sirens] [13629] The tank. It. Is. True.
[Sirens] [13649] Bloom mur: best references. But Henry wrote: it will excite me. You
[Sirens] [13709] Ah, now he heard, she holding it to his ear. Hear! He heard.
[Sirens] [13711] Wonderful. She held it to her own. And through the sifted light pale gold
[Sirens] [13724] make it brown. Buttered toast. O and that lotion mustn't forget. Fever
[Sirens] [13725] near her mouth. Your head it simply. Hair braided over: shell with
[Sirens] [13730] The sea they think they hear. Singing. A roar. The blood it is. Souse
[Sirens] [13734] hearing: then laid it by, gently.
[Sirens] [13764] That's joyful I can feel. Never have written it. Why? My joy is other
[Sirens] [13765] joy. But both are joys. Yes, joy it must be. Mere fact of music shows you
[Sirens] [13779] that. It is a kind of music I often thought when she. Acoustics that is.
[Sirens] [13824] Ben Dollard's voice. Base barreltone. Doing his level best to say it.
[Sirens] [13842] in a nest. Lay of the last minstrel he thought it was. See blank tee what
[Sirens] [13878] Custom his country perhaps. That's music too. Not as bad as it sounds.
[Sirens] [13915] Laughter in court. Henry. I never signed it. The lovely name you.
[Sirens] [13918] rustling soldier from his cassock. A yeoman captain. They know it all by
[Sirens] [13926] it: page. If not what becomes of them? Decline, despair. Keeps them young.
[Sirens] [13929] see. They want it. Not too much polite. That's why he gets them. Gold in
[Sirens] [13960] it to my hands. All lost in pity for croppy. Fro, to: to, fro: over the
[Sirens] [14002] to wash it down. Glad I avoided.
[Sirens] [14008] upon my soul and honour It is.
[Sirens] [14050] that is to say. That was to say he had heard the name of. Dollard, was it?
[Sirens] [14061] one and eightpence too. Get shut of it. Dodge round by Greek street. Wish
[Sirens] [14076] Cowley, he stuns himself with it: kind of drunkenness. Better give
[Sirens] [14082] All a kind of attempt to talk. Unpleasant when it stops because you
[Sirens] [14104] it when he was here.
[Sirens] [14134] Mickey Rooney's band. Wonder how it first struck him. Sitting at home
[Sirens] [14135] after pig's cheek and cabbage nursing it in the armchair. Rehearsing his
[Sirens] [14151] Dignam. Poor little NOMINEDOMINE. Pom. It is music. I mean of course it's
[Sirens] [14157] have been a bit of a natural not to see it was a yeoman cap. Muffled up.
[Sirens] [14163] endearing? Yes, it is. I feel so lonely. Wet night in the lane. Horn. Who
[Sirens] [14175] you don't want it. That's what good salesman is. Make you buy what he
[Sirens] [14177] to charge me for the edge he gave it. She's passing now. Six bob.
[Cyclops] [14304] --Barney mavourneen's be it, says I. Anything strange or wonderful, Joe?
[Cyclops] [14311] give the citizen the hard word about it.
[Cyclops] [14315] it but sure like that he never has it. Jesus, I couldn't get over that
[Cyclops] [14321] life they slept, warriors and princes of high renown. A pleasant land it
[Cyclops] [14406] --Foreign wars is the cause of it.
[Cyclops] [14415] --Give it a name, citizen, says Joe.
[Cyclops] [14501] the son of Rory: it is he. Impervious to fear is Rory's son: he
[Cyclops] [14537] pint. Declare to God I could hear it hit the pit of my stomach with a
[Cyclops] [14550] begob what was it only that bloody old pantaloon Denis Breen in his
[Cyclops] [14556] postcard someone sent him with U. p: up on it to take a li ...
[Cyclops] [14647] --Is it Paddy? says Joe.
[Cyclops] [14704] to acknowledge the true path for it was reported in devanic circles that
[Cyclops] [14706] ram has power. It was then queried whether there were any special
[Cyclops] [14708] FRIENDS OF EARTH, WHO ARE STILL IN THE BODY. MIND C. K. DOESN'T PILE IT
[Cyclops] [14709] ON. It was ascertained that the reference was to Mr Cornelius Kelleher,
[Cyclops] [14712] out of the interment arrangements. Before departing he requested that it
[Cyclops] [14720] Assurances were given that the matter would be attended to and it was
[Cyclops] [14738] --Good Christ! says he. I could have sworn it was him.
[Cyclops] [14750] --Ah, well, says Alf, trying to pass it off. He's over all his troubles.
[Cyclops] [14827] with a black border round it.
[Cyclops] [14838] wight hath done a deed of blood for I will on nowise suffer it even so
[Cyclops] [14847] --There's one thing it hasn't a deterrent effect on, says Alf.
[Cyclops] [14858] they cut him down after the drop it was standing up in their faces like a
[Cyclops] [14900] to bring. Gob, he golloped it down like old boots and his tongue hanging
[Cyclops] [14917] as a boiled owl and he said he did it to teach him the evils of alcohol
[Cyclops] [14998] from underneath the presidential armchair, it was explained by his legal
[Cyclops] [15018] distinguishable. It was exactly seventeen o'clock. The signal for prayer
[Cyclops] [15030] tested the edge of his horrible weapon by honing it upon his
[Cyclops] [15073] were making frank use of their handkerchiefs and it is safe to say
[Cyclops] [15094] --God blimey if she aint a clinker, that there bleeding tart. Blimey it
[Cyclops] [15095] makes me kind of bleeding cry, straight, it does, when I sees her cause I
[Cyclops] [15104] is about the size of it. Gob, he'd let you pour all manner of drink
[Cyclops] [15121] it wouldn't blind him.
[Cyclops] [15136] grousing and his eye all bloodshot from the drouth is in it and the
[Cyclops] [15147] phonetic expert (wild horses shall not drag it from us!) has left no stone
[Cyclops] [15149] found it bears a STRIKING resemblance (the italics are ours) to the ranns
[Cyclops] [15165] it should be added that the effect is greatly increased if Owen's
[Cyclops] [15181] hear him lapping it up a mile off. And Joe asked him would he have
[Cyclops] [15187] one pub to another, leaving it to your own honour, with old Giltrap's dog
[Cyclops] [15213] Then he starts all confused mucking it up about mortgagor under the act
[Cyclops] [15214] like the lord chancellor giving it out on the bench and for the benefit of
[Cyclops] [15220] Selling bazaar tickets or what do you call it royal Hungarian privileged
[Cyclops] [15233] slight it may appear if judged by the standard of mere time, is founded,
[Cyclops] [15305] was waltzing around her showing her how to do it. What's your programme
[Cyclops] [15317] to ask about it on the floor of the house of commons.
[Cyclops] [15320] as it happens.
[Cyclops] [15370] --Put it there, citizen, says Joe. You were and a bloody sight better.
[Cyclops] [15383] about it for an hour so he would and talk steady.
[Cyclops] [15411] can sing it. His superb highclass vocalism, which by its superquality
[Cyclops] [15437] --I heard So and So made a cool hundred quid over it, says Alf.
[Cyclops] [15460] bloody fool to it. Handed him the father and mother of a beating. See the
[Cyclops] [15465] It was a historic and a hefty battle when Myler and Percy were
[Cyclops] [15467] as he was by lack of poundage, Dublin's pet lamb made up for it by
[Cyclops] [15482] fistic Eblanite in jigtime. It was a fight to a finish and the best man
[Cyclops] [15483] for it. The two fought like tigers and excitement ran fever high. The
[Cyclops] [15489] It was a knockout clean and clever. Amid tense expectation the Portobello
[Cyclops] [15505] --My wife? says Bloom. She's singing, yes. I think it will be a success
[Cyclops] [15538] --Save you kindly, says J. J. What'll it be, Ned?
[Cyclops] [15571] --Was it you did it, Alf? says Joe. The truth, the whole truth and nothing
[Cyclops] [15579] --Of course an action would lie, says J. J. It implies that he is not
[Cyclops] [15587] for publishing it in the eyes of the law.
[Cyclops] [15607] account of it being cruel for the wife having to go round after the
[Cyclops] [15608] old stuttering fool. Cruelty to animals so it is to let that bloody
[Cyclops] [15618] --And moreover, says J. J., a postcard is publication. It was held to be
[Cyclops] [15642] One of the bottlenosed fraternity it was went by the name of James
[Cyclops] [15645] in the white of my eye? Course it was a bloody barney. What? Swindled
[Cyclops] [15680] quarter, it came to pass that those learned judges repaired them to the
[Cyclops] [15752] And what was it only one of the smutty yankee pictures Terry
[Cyclops] [15777] whereby they might, if so be it might be, bring once more into honour
[Cyclops] [15861] raised point from the Carmelite convent in New Ross, nothing like it in
[Cyclops] [15961] --I'll tell you what about it, says the citizen. Hell upon earth it is.
[Cyclops] [15973] Beresford called it but the modern God's Englishman calls it caning on the
[Cyclops] [15994] --And the tragedy of it is, says the citizen, they believe it. The
[Cyclops] [15995] unfortunate yahoos believe it.
[Cyclops] [16005] it be the same here if you put force against force?
[Cyclops] [16034] But what did we ever get for it?
[Cyclops] [16037] it is? They were never worth a roasted fart to Ireland. Aren't they
[Cyclops] [16084] --Persecution, says he, all the history of the world is full of it.
[Cyclops] [16091] --What is it? says John Wyse.
[Cyclops] [16100] muck out of it:
[Cyclops] [16126] American puma (a far nobler king of beasts than the British article, be it
[Cyclops] [16164] --Right, says John Wyse. Stand up to it then with force like men.
[Cyclops] [16274] --Is it that whiteeyed kaffir? says the citizen, that never backed a horse
[Cyclops] [16278] that horse only I put him off it and he told me Bloom gave him the tip.
[Cyclops] [16280] man in Dublin has it. A dark horse.
[Cyclops] [16299] bloody (there's the last of it) Jerusalem (ah!) cuckoos.
[Cyclops] [16301] So anyhow when I got back they were at it dingdong, John Wyse
[Cyclops] [16302] saying it was Bloom gave the ideas for Sinn Fein to Griffith to put in his
[Cyclops] [16306] the bloody kybosh on it if old sloppy eyes is mucking up the show. Give us
[Cyclops] [16317] you all about it, Martin Cunningham.
[Cyclops] [16319] Sure enough the castle car drove up with Martin on it and Jack Power
[Cyclops] [16338] And for ourselves give us of your best for ifaith we need it.
[Cyclops] [16384] --Why not? says J. J., when he's quite sure which country it is.
[Cyclops] [16393] --He's a perverted jew, says Martin, from a place in Hungary and it was he
[Cyclops] [16400] father's name that poisoned himself. He changed it by deedpoll, the father
[Cyclops] [16409] --Yes, says J. J., and every male that's born they think it may be their
[Cyclops] [16423] --I wonder did he ever put it out of sight, says Joe.
[Cyclops] [16433] throw him in the bloody sea. Justifiable homicide, so it would. Then
[Cyclops] [16568] --Come on boys, says Martin, seeing it was looking blue. Come along now.
[Cyclops] [16613] bloody nothing. Gob, it'd turn the porter sour in your guts, so it would.
[Cyclops] [16670] numbers while, as it proceeded down the river, escorted by a flotilla of
[Cyclops] [16687] But as luck would have it the jarvey got the nag's head round the
[Cyclops] [16693] was in his eyes or he'd have left him for dead. Gob, he near sent it
[Cyclops] [16709] which it is to be feared all the occupants have been buried alive.
[Cyclops] [16710] From the reports of eyewitnesses it transpires that the seismic waves
[Cyclops] [16740] You never saw the like of it in all your born puff. Gob, if he got that
[Cyclops] [16754] sheepsface on it gesticulating and the bloody mongrel after it with his
[Cyclops] [16756] Hundred to five! Jesus, he took the value of it out of him, I promise you.
[Nausicaa] [16808] take his castor oil unless it was Cissy Caffrey that held his nose and
[Nausicaa] [16821] which Master Jacky had built and Master Tommy would have it right go wrong
[Nausicaa] [16822] that it was to be architecturally improved by a frontdoor like the
[Nausicaa] [16883] could make them though it was not true that she used to wear kid gloves
[Nausicaa] [16888] let on whatever she did that it was her that told her or she'd never
[Nausicaa] [16897] to her. Mayhap it was this, the love that might have been, that lent to
[Nausicaa] [16902] brows. Time was when those brows were not so silkily seductive. It was
[Nausicaa] [16906] she had never regretted it. Then there was blushing scientifically cured
[Nausicaa] [16909] Gerty's crowning glory was her wealth of wonderful hair. It was dark brown
[Nausicaa] [16910] with a natural wave in it. She had cut it that very morning on account
[Nausicaa] [16911] of the new moon and it nestled about her pretty head in a profusion of
[Nausicaa] [16922] laugh which had in it all the freshness of a young May morning. She knew
[Nausicaa] [16924] cooling in his attentions when it was simply a lovers' quarrel. As per
[Nausicaa] [16947] out. A neat blouse of electric blue selftinted by dolly dyes (because it
[Nausicaa] [16957] she found what she wanted at Clery's summer sales, the very it, slightly
[Nausicaa] [16959] did it up all by herself and what joy was hers when she tried it on then,
[Nausicaa] [16961] And when she put it on the waterjug to keep the shape she knew that that
[Nausicaa] [16971] never see seventeen again) can find it in his heart to blame her? She had
[Nausicaa] [16986] as it wasn't of a Friday.
[Nausicaa] [16993] lovely, Gerty, it said. The paly light of evening falls upon a face
[Nausicaa] [17004] husky voice and snatched a half kiss (the first!) but it was only the end
[Nausicaa] [17008] a man among men. But waiting, always waiting to be asked and it was leap
[Nausicaa] [17014] and comfort her with a long long kiss. It would be like heaven. For such
[Nausicaa] [17034] Garryowen that almost talked it was so human and chintz covers for the
[Nausicaa] [17049] ball and if he took it there'd be wigs on the green but Tommy said it was
[Nausicaa] [17058] finger and she snatched the ball quickly and threw it along the sand and
[Nausicaa] [17059] Tommy after it in full career, having won the day.
[Nausicaa] [17079] nose. Give it to him too on the same place as quick as I'd look at him.
[Nausicaa] [17094] pealing anthem of the organ. It was the men's temperance retreat conducted
[Nausicaa] [17098] spectacle it was to see) in that simple fane beside the waves,
[Nausicaa] [17114] knew it was that the man who lifts his hand to a woman save in the way of
[Nausicaa] [17123] father because he was too old or something or on account of his face (it
[Nausicaa] [17125] on it and his sandy moustache a bit white under his nose. Poor father!
[Nausicaa] [17142] And when her mother had those raging splitting headaches who was it
[Nausicaa] [17146] for her gentle ways. It was Gerty who turned off the gas at the main every
[Nausicaa] [17147] night and it was Gerty who tacked up on the wall of that place where she
[Nausicaa] [17152] window. You could see there was a story behind it. The colours were done
[Nausicaa] [17168] Cissy Caffrey called to the gentleman to throw it to her please. The
[Nausicaa] [17169] gentleman aimed the ball once or twice and then threw it up the strand
[Nausicaa] [17170] towards Cissy Caffrey but it rolled down the slope and stopped right under
[Nausicaa] [17172] for it and Cissy told her to kick it away and let them fight for it so
[Nausicaa] [17182] good kick and it went ever so far and the two twins after it down towards
[Nausicaa] [17183] the shingle. Pure jealousy of course it was nothing else to draw attention
[Nausicaa] [17192] with it the fragrant names of her who was conceived without stain of
[Nausicaa] [17199] intercessory power that it was not recorded in any age that those who
[Nausicaa] [17211] And baby did his level best to say it for he was very intelligent for
[Nausicaa] [17222] obstreperous at such toilet formalities and he let everyone know it:
[Nausicaa] [17226] And two great big lovely big tears coursing down his cheeks. It was all no
[Nausicaa] [17234] of twins. She gazed out towards the distant sea. It was like the paintings
[Nausicaa] [17239] kind of waft. And while she gazed her heart went pitapat. Yes, it was her
[Nausicaa] [17251] worlds to know what it was. He was looking up so intently, so still, and
[Nausicaa] [17256] which she had so often dreamed. It was he who mattered and there was joy
[Nausicaa] [17259] dreamhusband, because she knew on the instant it was him. If he had
[Nausicaa] [17272] has it been said that whosoever prays to her with faith and constancy can
[Nausicaa] [17287] and that Our Blessed Lady herself said to the archangel Gabriel be it done
[Nausicaa] [17293] flowers for the forty hours' adoration because it was hard to know what
[Nausicaa] [17298] threw the ball out towards the sea and they both ran after it. Little
[Nausicaa] [17306] Not they! What a great notion they had! So Cissy said it was the very
[Nausicaa] [17309] enough colour if there had been more of it but with all the thingamerry
[Nausicaa] [17310] she was always rubbing into it she couldn't get it to grow long because it
[Nausicaa] [17311] wasn't natural so she could just go and throw her hat at it. She ran
[Nausicaa] [17312] with long gandery strides it was a wonder she didn't rip up her skirt at
[Nausicaa] [17317] running and her skinny shanks up as far as possible. It would have
[Nausicaa] [17358] Edy Boardman was noticing it too because she was squinting at Gerty,
[Nausicaa] [17367] I was only wondering was it late.
[Nausicaa] [17372] time and Miss Cissy, as glib as you like, said it was half past kissing
[Nausicaa] [17384] next moment it was the quiet gravefaced gentleman, selfcontrol expressed
[Nausicaa] [17388] right time and Gerty could see him taking out his watch, listening to it
[Nausicaa] [17390] watch was stopped but he thought it must be after eight because the sun
[Nausicaa] [17391] was set. His voice had a cultured ring in it and though he spoke in
[Nausicaa] [17399] to the flowers and Father Conroy got up and settled it all right and she
[Nausicaa] [17401] she swung her leg more in and out in time. It was getting darker but he
[Nausicaa] [17403] whatever he was doing to it and then he put it back and put his hands back
[Nausicaa] [17410] gaze it was there plain to be seen on that man's face. It is for you,
[Nausicaa] [17411] Gertrude MacDowell, and you know it.
[Nausicaa] [17413] Edy began to get ready to go and it was high time for her and Gerty
[Nausicaa] [17415] it was a long way along the strand to where there was the place to push up
[Nausicaa] [17424] spoke volumes of scorn immeasurable. It hurt--O yes, it cut deep because
[Nausicaa] [17428] so slim, so flawless, so beautifully moulded it seemed one an artist
[Nausicaa] [17449] thunder that she was simply in a towering rage though she hid it, the
[Nausicaa] [17453] too that knew it and saw it so they could put that in their pipe
[Nausicaa] [17454] and smoke it.
[Nausicaa] [17457] tucked in the ball and the spades and buckets and it was high time too
[Nausicaa] [17471] Edy asked what and she was just going to tell her to catch it while it was
[Nausicaa] [17472] flying but she was ever ladylike in her deportment so she simply passed it
[Nausicaa] [17483] picturesque she would have loved to do with a box of paints because it was
[Nausicaa] [17492] laid it in the drawer of her toilettable which, though it did not err
[Nausicaa] [17493] on the side of luxury, was scrupulously neat and clean. It was there
[Nausicaa] [17498] in it in violet ink that she bought in Hely's of Dame Street for
[Nausicaa] [17502] THOU REAL, MY IDEAL? it was called by Louis J Walsh, Magherafelt, and
[Nausicaa] [17508] hill and she always tried to conceal it. But it must end, she felt.
[Nausicaa] [17516] into a madhouse, cruel only to be kind. But even if--what then? Would it
[Nausicaa] [17524] ess. Perhaps it was an old flame he was in mourning for from the days
[Nausicaa] [17541] And they all looked was it sheet lightning but Tommy saw it too over
[Nausicaa] [17547] church, helterskelter, Edy with the pushcar with baby Boardman in it and
[Nausicaa] [17557] silent as the grave, and it had made her his. At last they were left
[Nausicaa] [17580] about actors' photographs and besides it was on account of that other
[Nausicaa] [17581] thing coming on the way it did.
[Nausicaa] [17585] all saw it and they all shouted to look, look, there it was and she leaned
[Nausicaa] [17589] they were all breathless with excitement as it went higher and higher
[Nausicaa] [17590] and she had to lean back more and more to look up after it, high,
[Nausicaa] [17596] it went so high it went out of sight a moment and she was trembling in
[Nausicaa] [17607] candle burst and it was like a sigh of O! and everyone cried O! O! in
[Nausicaa] [17608] raptures and it gushed out of it a stream of rain gold hair threads and
[Nausicaa] [17615] He was leaning back against the rock behind. Leopold Bloom (for it is he)
[Nausicaa] [17617] brute he had been! At it again? A fair unsullied soul had called to him
[Nausicaa] [17633] without letting him and then slipped it back. Wonder if he's too far to.
[Nausicaa] [17634] She rose. Was it goodbye? No. She had to go but they would meet again,
[Nausicaa] [17643] Cissy, to Edy to Jacky and Tommy Caffrey, to little baby Boardman. It was
[Nausicaa] [17653] But makes them polite. Glad I didn't know it when she was on show. Hot
[Nausicaa] [17660] Sister? How many women in Dublin have it today? Martha, she. Something
[Nausicaa] [17665] Damned glad I didn't do it in the bath this morning over her silly
[Nausicaa] [17669] mercies. Cheap too. Yours for the asking. Because they want it themselves.
[Nausicaa] [17671] Reserve better. Don't want it they throw it at you. Catch em alive, O.
[Nausicaa] [17674] Tom. Willy's hat and what the girls did with it. Do they snapshot
[Nausicaa] [17675] those girls or is it all a fake? LINGERIE does it. Felt for the
[Nausicaa] [17696] who it is for the love of God! How are you at all? What have you been
[Nausicaa] [17706] my foot. O that way! O, that's exquisite! Feel it myself too. Good to rest
[Nausicaa] [17714] when I was? No. Gently does it. Dislike rough and tumble. Kiss in the dark
[Nausicaa] [17728] day I went to Drimmie's without a necktie. Wrangle with Molly it was put
[Nausicaa] [17731] to clean. Could do it myself. Save. Was that just when he, she?
[Nausicaa] [17739] Still you have to get rid of it someway. They don't care. Complimented
[Nausicaa] [17745] sweetheart come and kiss me. Still, I feel. The strength it gives a man.
[Nausicaa] [17746] That's the secret of it. Good job I let off there behind the wall coming
[Nausicaa] [17752] you see she's on for it: good evening. O but the dark evening in the
[Nausicaa] [17755] course. My arks she called it. It's so hard to find one who. Aho! If you
[Nausicaa] [17760] they enjoy. Taking a man from another woman. Or even hear of it.
[Nausicaa] [17769] like that. Because I did. She too. Offend her. Then make it up. Pretend to
[Nausicaa] [17812] too. Attract men, small thing like that. Holding up her hand, shaking it,
[Nausicaa] [17813] to let the blood flow back when it was red. Who did you learn that from?
[Nausicaa] [17832] this relief much thanks. In HAMLET, that is. Lord! It was all things
[Nausicaa] [17834] tongue. Your head it simply swirls. He's right. Might have made a worse
[Nausicaa] [17836] you all. Still it was a kind of language between us. It couldn't be? No,
[Nausicaa] [17846] Wiping pens in their stockings. But the ball rolled down to her as if it
[Nausicaa] [17849] it lasts only a few years till they settle down to potwalloping and papa's
[Nausicaa] [17855] that child an empty teat to suck. Fill it up with wind. Mrs Beaufoy,
[Nausicaa] [17870] fellow's weak point in his wife. Still there's destiny in it, falling in
[Nausicaa] [17882] the short of it. Big he and little she. Very strange about my watch.
[Nausicaa] [17902] Like flowers. It was too. Violets. Came from the turpentine probably in
[Nausicaa] [17903] the paint. Make their own use of everything. Same time doing it scraped
[Nausicaa] [17909] leave you this to think of me when I'm far away on the pillow. What is it?
[Nausicaa] [17913] dance night she met him, dance of the hours. Heat brought it out. She was
[Nausicaa] [17914] wearing her black and it had the perfume of the time before. Good
[Nausicaa] [17915] conductor, is it? Or bad? Light too. Suppose there's some connection. For
[Nausicaa] [17917] Why did I smell it only now? Took its time in coming like herself, slow
[Nausicaa] [17919] Yes, it is. Because those spice islands, Cinghalese this morning, smell
[Nausicaa] [17920] them leagues off. Tell you what it is. It's like a fine fine veil or web
[Nausicaa] [17921] they have all over the skin, fine like what do you call it gossamer, and
[Nausicaa] [17922] they're always spinning it out of them, fine as anything, like rainbow
[Nausicaa] [17923] colours without knowing it. Clings to everything she takes off. Vamp of
[Nausicaa] [17927] strawberries and cream. Wonder where it is really. There or the armpits
[Nausicaa] [17928] or under the neck. Because you get it out of all holes and corners.
[Nausicaa] [17932] Very well, thank you. Animals go by that. Yes now, look at it that way.
[Nausicaa] [17940] that are supposed to be are different. Women buzz round it like flies
[Nausicaa] [17941] round treacle. Railed off the altar get on to it at any cost. The tree
[Nausicaa] [17947] waistcoat. Almonds or. No. Lemons it is. Ah no, that's the soap.
[Nausicaa] [17972] ships around they fly in the twinkling. No. Signs of rain it is. The royal
[Nausicaa] [17976] they might think it a house. Wreckers. Grace Darling. People afraid of the
[Nausicaa] [18013] of me, little wretch. She kissed me. Never again. My youth. Only once it
[Nausicaa] [18021] child. So it returns. Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest
[Nausicaa] [18034] suppose. Mass seems to be over. Could hear them all at it. Pray for us.
[Nausicaa] [18038] in the valuation when I was in Thom's. Twentyeight it is. Two houses
[Nausicaa] [18052] name with the burning glass. Then the heather goes on fire. It can't be
[Nausicaa] [18055] sun. Archimedes. I have it! My memory's not so bad.
[Nausicaa] [18068] good job if she minds it till Johnny comes marching home again. If ever he
[Nausicaa] [18071] on him for luck. Well. And the tephilim no what's this they call it poor
[Nausicaa] [18110] in the air to catch them. I'll murder you. Is it only half fun?
[Nausicaa] [18117] it was: now big. Dearest Papli. All that the hand says when you
[Nausicaa] [18140] alone like a child of two. Suppose he hit me. Look at it other way round.
[Nausicaa] [18146] Morris said when he kissed the cow. But Dignam's put the boots on it.
[Nausicaa] [18149] name. Takes it for granted we're going to pop off first. That widow
[Nausicaa] [18150] on Monday was it outside Cramer's that looked at me. Buried the poor
[Nausicaa] [18161] Curse seems to dog it. Dreamt last night? Wait. Something confused. She
[Nausicaa] [18169] brought it near his eyes and peered. Letter? No. Can't read. Better go.
[Nausicaa] [18172] story of a treasure in it, thrown from a wreck. Parcels post. Children
[Nausicaa] [18185] Some flatfoot tramp on it in the morning. Useless. Washed away. Tide comes
[Nausicaa] [18187] breathe on it, stirs. All these rocks with lines and scars and letters. O,
[Nausicaa] [18193] No room. Let it go.
[Nausicaa] [18196] Nothing grows in it. All fades. No fear of big vessels coming up here.
[Nausicaa] [18202] We'll never meet again. But it was lovely. Goodbye, dear. Thanks. Made me
[Nausicaa] [18208] moment. Won't sleep, though. Half dream. It never comes the same. Bat
[Nausicaa] [18240] Because it was a little canarybird that came out of its little house to
[Oxen of the Sun] [18272] it be absent when fortunately present constitutes the certain sign of
[Oxen of the Sun] [18277] no nature's boon can contend against the bounty of increase so it behoves
[Oxen of the Sun] [18290] It is not why therefore we shall wonder if, as the best historians relate,
[Oxen of the Sun] [18297] flux. Certainly in every public work which in it anything of gravity
[Oxen of the Sun] [18300] maturation of experience it is difficult in being said which the
[Oxen of the Sun] [18329] home of mothers when, ostensibly far gone and reproductitive, it is come
[Oxen of the Sun] [18379] nursingwoman and he asked her how it fared with the woman that lay there
[Oxen of the Sun] [18381] was in throes now full three days and that it would be a hard birth unneth
[Oxen of the Sun] [18382] to bear but that now in a little it would be. She said thereto that she
[Oxen of the Sun] [18384] woman's birth. Then she set it all forth to him for because she knew the
[Oxen of the Sun] [18394] And the traveller Leopold was couth to him sithen it had happed that they
[Oxen of the Sun] [18406] his list and he said how it was a marvellous castle. And the traveller
[Oxen of the Sun] [18411] Finlandy and it was upheld by four dwarfmen of that country but they
[Oxen of the Sun] [18421] be possible thing without they see it natheless they are so. And these
[Oxen of the Sun] [18424] And also it was a marvel to see in that castle how by magic they make
[Oxen of the Sun] [18426] certain angry spirits that they do in to it swells up wondrously like
[Oxen of the Sun] [18443] it was whether of child or woman and I marvel, said he, that it be not
[Oxen of the Sun] [18444] come or now. Meseems it dureth overlong. And he was ware and saw a
[Oxen of the Sun] [18448] But, said he, or it be long too she will bring forth by God His bounty and
[Oxen of the Sun] [18480] put such case it were hard the wife to die (for so it had fallen out a
[Oxen of the Sun] [18488] in doubt that the world was now right evil governed as it was never other
[Oxen of the Sun] [18489] howbeit the mean people believed it otherwise but the law nor his judges
[Oxen of the Sun] [18508] were or wife or maid or leman if it so fortuned him to be delivered of
[Oxen of the Sun] [18532] he said dissembling, as his wont was, that as it was informed him, who
[Oxen of the Sun] [18534] with his experience of so seldomseen an accident it was good for that
[Oxen of the Sun] [18540] that he was now in that taking it appeared eftsoons.
[Oxen of the Sun] [18549] akeled (for it was then about the midst of the winter) and now Sir
[Oxen of the Sun] [18559] approach from him that still plied it very busily who, praying for the
[Oxen of the Sun] [18571] wind blasts the thorntree but after it becomes from a bramblebush to be a
[Oxen of the Sun] [18590] subsubstantiality. And all cried out upon it for a very scurvy word. A
[Oxen of the Sun] [18599] the door angerly bid them hist ye should shame you nor was it not meet as
[Oxen of the Sun] [18602] shorten the honour of her guard. It was an ancient and a sad matron of a
[Oxen of the Sun] [18604] wrinkled visage, nor did her hortative want of it effect for
[Oxen of the Sun] [18623] intershowed it too, waxing merry and toasting to his fathership. But he
[Oxen of the Sun] [18624] said very entirely it was clean contrary to their suppose for he was the
[Oxen of the Sun] [18634] BED, TO BED was the burden of it to be played with accompanable concent
[Oxen of the Sun] [18643] days and the custom of the country approved with it. Greater love than
[Oxen of the Sun] [18648] more beholden. Bring a stranger within thy tower it will go hard but thou
[Oxen of the Sun] [18675] agreeable unto nature so is it with our subsolar being. The aged sisters
[Oxen of the Sun] [18708] Nobodaddy was in his cups it was muchwhat indifferent and he would not
[Oxen of the Sun] [18711] heart of any grace for it thundered long rumblingly over all the heavens
[Oxen of the Sun] [18714] spoke to him calming words to slumber his great fear, advertising how it
[Oxen of the Sun] [18737] believe on it? Yes, Pious had told him of that land and Chaste had
[Oxen of the Sun] [18746] This was it what all that company that sat there at commons in Manse of
[Oxen of the Sun] [18750] regarding Believe-on-Me they said it was nought else but notion and they
[Oxen of the Sun] [18751] could conceive no thought of it for, first, Two-in-the-Bush whither she
[Oxen of the Sun] [18752] ticed them was the very goodliest grot and in it were four pillows on
[Oxen of the Sun] [18806] term, the midwives sore put to it and can't deliver, she queasy for a
[Oxen of the Sun] [18826] was in that night's gazette and he made a show to find it about him (for
[Oxen of the Sun] [18827] he swore with an oath that he had been at pains about it) but on
[Oxen of the Sun] [18831] or hot scandal he had it pat. To tell the truth he was mean in fortunes
[Oxen of the Sun] [18841] sides. The other, Costello that is, hearing this talk asked was it poetry
[Oxen of the Sun] [18844] hang, says he with a wink, for me with their bully beef, a pox on it.
[Oxen of the Sun] [18845] There's as good fish in this tin as ever came out of it and very friendly
[Oxen of the Sun] [18858] was for the ocean sea or to hoof it on the roads with the romany folk,
[Oxen of the Sun] [18864] of it, will they slaughter all? I protest I saw them but this day morning
[Oxen of the Sun] [18879] English chinashop. I conceive you, says Mr Dixon. It is that same bull
[Oxen of the Sun] [18930] cow's drinkingtrough in the presence of all his courtiers and pulling it
[Oxen of the Sun] [18934] could never learn a word of it except the first personal pronoun which he
[Oxen of the Sun] [18936] filled his pockets with chalk to write it upon what took his fancy, the
[Oxen of the Sun] [18958] who had late come to town, it being his intention to buy a colour or a
[Oxen of the Sun] [18960] enough to express some relish of it all the more as it jumped with a
[Oxen of the Sun] [18969] let us hear of it, good my friend, said Mr Dixon. I make no doubt it
[Oxen of the Sun] [18977] acquired. It grieved him plaguily, he said, to see the nuptial couch
[Oxen of the Sun] [19004] shielded it. They both, it seems, had been overtaken by the rain and for
[Oxen of the Sun] [19008] won hearty eulogies from all though Mr Dixon of Mary's excepted to it,
[Oxen of the Sun] [19011] quotation from the classics which, as it dwelt upon his memory, seemed to
[Oxen of the Sun] [19025] passage that had late befallen him, could not forbear to tell it his
[Oxen of the Sun] [19042] conceit that it renewed the storm of mirth and threw the whole room into
[Oxen of the Sun] [19054] done in words if he might treat him with a cup of it. MAIS BIEN SUR,
[Oxen of the Sun] [19058] cupful of water from the well, my God, I would accept of them and find it
[Oxen of the Sun] [19083] think of it. Then, though it had poured seven showers, we were neither of
[Oxen of the Sun] [19095] dear at a sou. One umbrella, were it no bigger than a fairy mushroom, is
[Oxen of the Sun] [19101] blessing, has implanted it in our hearts and it has become a household
[Oxen of the Sun] [19120] Lynch. The bedside manner it is that they use in the Mater hospice.
[Oxen of the Sun] [19122] look to be saved I had it from my Kitty who has been wardmaid there any
[Oxen of the Sun] [19160] of that age upon which it is commonly charged that it knows not pity. The
[Oxen of the Sun] [19161] young sparks, it is true, were as full of extravagancies as overgrown
[Oxen of the Sun] [19172] desiderated by the late ingenious Mr Darwin. It was now for more than the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19187] expresses it) for eating of the tree forbid it yet not so far forth as to
[Oxen of the Sun] [19190] words he had reckoned upon a speedy delivery he was, however, it must be
[Oxen of the Sun] [19200] young blade said it was her husband's that put her in that expectation or
[Oxen of the Sun] [19201] at least it ought to be unless she were another Ephesian matron. I must
[Oxen of the Sun] [19209] praising of it, each after his own fashion, though the same young blade
[Oxen of the Sun] [19219] added, it is mayhap to relieve the pentup feelings that in common oppress
[Oxen of the Sun] [19223] But with what fitness, let it be asked of the noble lord, his patron, has
[Oxen of the Sun] [19231] forgotten this as he forgets all benefits received? Or is it that from
[Oxen of the Sun] [19233] report belie him not, his own and his only enjoyer? Far be it from
[Oxen of the Sun] [19236] but if he challenges attention there (as it was indeed highly his
[Oxen of the Sun] [19237] interest not to have done) then be it so. Unhappy woman, she has been too
[Oxen of the Sun] [19244] it had gone with her as hard as with Hagar, the Egyptian! In the question
[Oxen of the Sun] [19247] couched in terms as straightforward as they were bucolic. It ill becomes
[Oxen of the Sun] [19260] comes away from it is stagnant, acid and inoperative.
[Oxen of the Sun] [19319] shortlived. It was effaced as easily as it had been evoked by an
[Oxen of the Sun] [19339] reception, he began with an eldritch laugh, for which, it seems, history
[Oxen of the Sun] [19340] is to blame. Yes, it is true. I am the murderer of Samuel Childs. And how
[Oxen of the Sun] [19345] Ireland's, is in this life. It is what I tried to obliterate my crime.
[Oxen of the Sun] [19361] it. It is haunted. Murderer's ground.
[Oxen of the Sun] [19373] bandolierwise, and in it a goodly hunk of wheaten loaf, a mother's
[Oxen of the Sun] [19374] thought. Or it is the same figure, a year or so gone over, in his first
[Oxen of the Sun] [19379] that halfwon housewife reckoning it out upon her fingertips or for a
[Oxen of the Sun] [19398] done but--hold! Back! It must not be! In terror the poor girl flees away
[Oxen of the Sun] [19428] magnitude, till it looms, vast, over the house of Virgo. And lo, wonder
[Oxen of the Sun] [19429] of metempsychosis, it is she, the everlasting bride, harbinger of the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19430] daystar, the bride, ever virgin. It is she, Martha, thou lost one,
[Oxen of the Sun] [19433] shod in sandals of bright gold, coifed with a veil of what do you call it
[Oxen of the Sun] [19434] gossamer. It floats, it flows about her starborn flesh and loose it
[Oxen of the Sun] [19438] metamorphoses of symbol, it blazes, Alpha, a ruby and triangled sign upon
[Oxen of the Sun] [19446] call? Who supposes it? I, Bous Stephanoumenos, bullockbefriending bard,
[Oxen of the Sun] [19455] orphan. The young man's face grew dark. All could see how hard it was for
[Oxen of the Sun] [19471] bear it as was the ancient wont. Mercy on the luckless! Poor Sceptre! he
[Oxen of the Sun] [19477] it. The chestnuts that shaded us were in bloom: the air drooped with
[Oxen of the Sun] [19488] book with, I doubt not, a witty letter in it from Glycera or Chloe to
[Oxen of the Sun] [19496] Malachi saw it and withheld his act, pointing to the stranger and to the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19498] soul is far away. It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision
[Oxen of the Sun] [19500] the incorruptible eon of the gods. Do you not think it, Stephen?
[Oxen of the Sun] [19520] simply and solely, as it subsequently transpired for reasons best known
[Oxen of the Sun] [19525] Eventually, however, both their eyes met and as soon as it began to dawn
[Oxen of the Sun] [19529] fluid sought after and made a capacious hole in it by pouring a lot of it
[Oxen of the Sun] [19531] attentiveness in order not to upset any of the beer that was in it about
[Oxen of the Sun] [19540] gallant scene in truth it made. Crotthers was there at the foot of the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19547] hearth but on either flank of it the figure of Bannon in explorer's kit
[Oxen of the Sun] [19560] It had better be stated here and now at the outset that the perverted
[Oxen of the Sun] [19563] accepted scientific methods. Science, it cannot be too often repeated,
[Oxen of the Sun] [19566] them as best he can. There may be, it is true, some questions which
[Oxen of the Sun] [19572] differentiating factors or is it, as most embryologists incline to opine,
[Oxen of the Sun] [19578] same inquirer is scarcely less vital: infant mortality. It is interesting
[Oxen of the Sun] [19603] look into it the wonder is that so many pregnancies and deliveries go off
[Oxen of the Sun] [19625] Mr S. Dedalus' (Div. Scep.) remark (or should it be called an
[Oxen of the Sun] [19637] an alkali prides himself on being, it should perhaps be stated that
[Oxen of the Sun] [19647] the act of sexual congress) she must let it out again or give it life, as
[Oxen of the Sun] [19648] he phrased it, to save her own. At the risk of her own, was the telling
[Oxen of the Sun] [19650] and measured tone in which it was delivered.
[Oxen of the Sun] [19653] happy ACCOUCHEMENT. It had been a weary weary while both for patient and
[Oxen of the Sun] [19659] longing hunger for baby fingers (a pretty sight it is to see), in the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19665] whisper it) and a trifle stooped in the shoulders yet in the whirligig of
[Oxen of the Sun] [19668] faithful lifemate now, it may never be again, that faroff time of the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19682] (may it be the distant day!) and dout the light whereby you read in the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19702] that false calm there, imposed, as it seemed, by habit or some studied
[Oxen of the Sun] [19705] itself in the observer's memory, evoked, it would seem, by a word of so
[Oxen of the Sun] [19728] faces. Nothing, as it seems, there of rash or violent. Quietude of
[Oxen of the Sun] [19747] The door! It is open? Ha! They are out, tumultuously, off for a minute's
[Oxen of the Sun] [19748] race, all bravely legging it, Burke's of Denzille and Holles their
[Oxen of the Sun] [19760] it deep into thee. By heaven, Theodore Purefoy, thou hast done a doughty
[Oxen of the Sun] [19780] years of it, regret them not. With thee it was not as with many that will
[Oxen of the Sun] [19784] DES EUTERS. See! it displodes for thee in abundance. Drink, man, an
[Oxen of the Sun] [19807] Beatitudes! RETAMPLATAN DIGIDI BOUMBOUM. Ayes have it. To be printed and
[Oxen of the Sun] [19826] Don't mention it. Got a pectoral trauma, eh, Dix? Pos fact. Got bet be a
[Oxen of the Sun] [19870] cheese it! Shut his blurry Dutch oven with a firm hand. Had the winner
[Oxen of the Sun] [19886] You move a motion? Steve boy, you're going it some. More bluggy
[Oxen of the Sun] [19907] James. Wants it real bad. D'ye ken bare socks? Seedy cuss in the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19917] since I was born. TIENS, TIENS, but it is well sad, that, my faith, yes.
[Oxen of the Sun] [19947] The Deity aint no nickel dime bumshow. I put it to you that He's on the
[Oxen of the Sun] [19949] yet and don't you forget it. Shout salvation in King Jesus. You'll need
[Oxen of the Sun] [19952] it for you, my friend, in his back pocket. Just you try it on.
[Circe] [20004] I GAVE IT TO MOLLY
[Circe] [20021] I GAVE IT TO NELLY
[Circe] [20039] SHE HAS IT, SHE GOT IT,
[Circe] [20040] WHEREVER SHE PUT IT,
[Circe] [20074] GROWLING. LYNCH SCARES IT WITH A KICK.)
[Circe] [20103] LYNCH: Which is the jug of bread? It skills not. That or the customhouse.
[Circe] [20257] BLOOM: (WEAKLY) They challenged me to a sprint. It was muddy. I slipped.
[Circe] [20306] OFFERS IT TO HIS MISTRESS, BLINKING, IN HIS CLOVEN HOOF, THEN DROOPS HIS
[Circe] [20353] Fifteen. There's no-one in it only her old father that's dead drunk.
[Circe] [20398] You're looking splendid. Absolutely it. Seasonable weather we are having
[Circe] [20480] BLOOM: When you made your present choice they said it was beauty and the
[Circe] [20482] Think what it means. All you meant to me then. (HOARSELY) Woman, it's
[Circe] [20493] EYE) Why didn't you kiss the spot to make it well? You wanted to.
[Circe] [20507] AND CROSSBONES ARE PAINTED IN WHITE LIMEWASH. HE OPENS IT AND SHOWS IT
[Circe] [20551] weaned when we all went together to Fairyhouse races, was it?
[Circe] [20560] Mrs Hayes advised you to buy because it was marked down to nineteen and
[Circe] [20562] you like she did it on purpose ...
[Circe] [20566] BLOOM: Because it didn't suit you one quarter as well as the other ducky
[Circe] [20567] little tammy toque with the bird of paradise wing in it that I admired on
[Circe] [20568] you and you honestly looked just too fetching in it though it was a pity
[Circe] [20569] to kill it, you cruel naughty creature, little mite of a thing with a
[Circe] [20598] it into only into the bucket of porter that was there waiting on the
[Circe] [20606] BLOOM: Coincidence too. They think it funny. Anything but that. Broad
[Circe] [20620] Eh, come here till I stiffen it for you.
[Circe] [20661] or collision. Second drink does it. Once is a dose. What am I following
[Circe] [20680] BLOOM: My spine's a bit limp. Go or turn? And this food? Eat it and get
[Circe] [20689] done with it. Provided nobody. (CALLING ENCOURAGING WORDS HE SHAMBLES
[Circe] [20693] But then I have it in my left hand. Calls for more effort. Why? Smaller
[Circe] [20694] from want of use. O, let it slide. Two and six.
[Circe] [20729] Bad French I got for my pains. Of course it was frosty and the last tram.
[Circe] [20737] greyhound. It was I broke in the bucking broncho Ajax with my patent
[Circe] [20743] glint of my eye does it with these breastsparklers. (WITH A BEWITCHING
[Circe] [20759] IT) Allow me. My club is the Junior Army and Navy. Solicitors: Messrs
[Circe] [20768] the flower in question. It was given me by a man I don't know his name.
[Circe] [20772] SECOND WATCH GENTLY) Dash it all. It's a way we gallants have in the
[Circe] [20773] navy. Uniform that does it. (HE TURNS GRAVELY TO THE FIRST WATCH) Still,
[Circe] [20776] you, inspector. She's game. Do it in the shake of a lamb's tail.
[Circe] [20846] Europe. You which? Bluebags? Who writes? Is it Bloom?
[Circe] [20853] BEAUFOY: (DRAWLS) No, you aren't. Not by a long shot if I know