Ulysses by James Joyce

Leopold Bloom Telemachus
Scylla and Charybdis
Wandering Rocks
Oxen of the Sun

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[Telemachus] [28] --Back to barracks! he said sternly.
[Telemachus] [51] He pointed his finger in friendly jest and went over to the parapet,
[Telemachus] [52] laughing to himself. Stephen Dedalus stepped up, followed him wearily
[Telemachus] [61] must go to Athens. Will you come if I can get the aunt to fork out twenty
[Telemachus] [68] Ceasing, he began to shave with care.
[Telemachus] [74] --How long is Haines going to stay in this tower?
[Telemachus] [92] with a man I don't know raving and moaning to himself about shooting a
[Telemachus] [97] from his perch and began to search his trouser pockets hastily.
[Telemachus] [101] He came over to the gunrest and, thrusting a hand into Stephen's upper
[Telemachus] [104] --Lend us a loan of your noserag to wipe my razor.
[Telemachus] [106] Stephen suffered him to pull out and hold up on show by its corner a
[Telemachus] [113] He mounted to the parapet again and gazed out over Dublin bay, his fair
[Telemachus] [122] Stephen stood up and went over to the parapet. Leaning on it he looked
[Telemachus] [128] He turned abruptly his grey searching eyes from the sea to Stephen's
[Telemachus] [132] let me have anything to do with you.
[Telemachus] [137] you, Buck Mulligan said. I'm hyperborean as much as you. But to think of
[Telemachus] [138] your mother begging you with her last breath to kneel down and pray for
[Telemachus] [144] --But a lovely mummer! he murmured to himself. Kinch, the loveliest
[Telemachus] [152] a dream she had come to him after her death, her wasted body within its
[Telemachus] [184] Stephen turned his gaze from the sea and to the plump face with its
[Telemachus] [191] He swept the mirror a half circle in the air to flash the tidings abroad
[Telemachus] [198] Stephen bent forward and peered at the mirror held out to him, cleft by a
[Telemachus] [200] for me? This dogsbody to rid of vermin. It asks me too.
[Telemachus] [209] Wilde were only alive to see you!
[Telemachus] [219] --It's not fair to tease you like that, Kinch, is it? he said kindly. God
[Telemachus] [225] --Cracked lookingglass of a servant! Tell that to the oxy chap downstairs
[Telemachus] [227] not a gentleman. His old fellow made his tin by selling jalap to Zulus or
[Telemachus] [233] --And to think of your having to beg from these swine. I'm the only one
[Telemachus] [241] expire! Break the news to her gently, Aubrey! I shall die! With slit
[Telemachus] [245] to be debagged! Don't you play the giddy ox with me!
[Telemachus] [251] To ourselves ... new paganism ... omphalos.
[Telemachus] [262] --Do you wish me to tell you? he asked.
[Telemachus] [272] --Do you remember the first day I went to your house after my mother's
[Telemachus] [280] --You were making tea, Stephen said, and went across the landing to get
[Telemachus] [289] A flush which made him seem younger and more engaging rose to Buck
[Telemachus] [300] to pray for your mother on her deathbed when she asked you. Why? Because
[Telemachus] [302] way. To me it's all a mockery and beastly. Her cerebral lobes are not
[Telemachus] [306] mute from Lalouette's. Absurd! I suppose I did say it. I didn't mean to
[Telemachus] [312] --I am not thinking of the offence to my mother.
[Telemachus] [316] --Of the offence to me, Stephen answered.
[Telemachus] [360] A cloud began to cover the sun slowly, wholly, shadowing the bay in
[Telemachus] [363] was open: she wanted to hear my music. Silent with awe and pity I went to
[Telemachus] [393] In a dream, silently, she had come to him, her wasted body within its
[Telemachus] [397] Her glazing eyes, staring out of death, to shake and bend my soul. On me
[Telemachus] [398] alone. The ghostcandle to light her agony. Ghostly light on the tortured
[Telemachus] [400] their knees. Her eyes on me to strike me down. LILIATA RUTILANTIUM TE
[Telemachus] [433] glorious drunk to astonish the druidy druids. Four omnipotent sovereigns.
[Telemachus] [451] He went over to it, held it in his hands awhile, feeling its coolness,
[Telemachus] [457] moved briskly to and fro about the hearth, hiding and revealing its
[Telemachus] [465] hammock where it had been sitting, went to the doorway and pulled open
[Telemachus] [480] looking out. Stephen haled his upended valise to the table and sat down
[Telemachus] [481] to wait. Buck Mulligan tossed the fry on to the dish beside him. Then he
[Telemachus] [482] carried the dish and a large teapot over to the table, set them down
[Telemachus] [493] --What sort of a kip is this? he said. I told her to come after eight.
[Telemachus] [514] Haines sat down to pour out the tea.
[Telemachus] [539] He turned to Stephen and asked in a fine puzzled voice, lifting his
[Telemachus] [576] --That's a lovely morning, sir, she said. Glory be to God.
[Telemachus] [578] --To whom? Mulligan said, glancing at her. Ah, to be sure!
[Telemachus] [582] --The islanders, Mulligan said to Haines casually, speak frequently of
[Telemachus] [598] cuckquean, a messenger from the secret morning. To serve or to upbraid,
[Telemachus] [599] whether he could not tell: but scorned to beg her favour.
[Telemachus] [607] --If we could live on good food like that, he said to her somewhat
[Telemachus] [618] Stephen listened in scornful silence. She bows her old head to a voice
[Telemachus] [619] that speaks to her loudly, her bonesetter, her medicineman: me she
[Telemachus] [620] slights. To the voice that will shrive and oil for the grave all there is
[Telemachus] [622] likeness, the serpent's prey. And to the loud voice that now bids her be
[Telemachus] [627] --Is it French you are talking, sir? the old woman said to Haines.
[Telemachus] [629] Haines spoke to her again a longer speech, confidently.
[Telemachus] [638] --He's English, Buck Mulligan said, and he thinks we ought to speak Irish
[Telemachus] [641] --Sure we ought to, the old woman said, and I'm ashamed I don't speak the
[Telemachus] [648] milkcan on her forearm and about to go.
[Telemachus] [650] Haines said to her:
[Telemachus] [662] buttered on both sides, stretched forth his legs and began to search his
[Telemachus] [665] --Pay up and look pleasant, Haines said to him, smiling.
[Telemachus] [691] He turned to Stephen and said:
[Telemachus] [693] --Seriously, Dedalus. I'm stony. Hurry out to your school kip and bring
[Telemachus] [697] --That reminds me, Haines said, rising, that I have to visit your
[Telemachus] [702] He turned to Stephen and asked blandly:
[Telemachus] [706] Then he said to Haines:
[Telemachus] [716] --I intend to make a collection of your sayings if you will let me.
[Telemachus] [718] Speaking to me. They wash and tub and scrub. Agenbite of inwit.
[Telemachus] [729] --Well, I mean it, Haines said, still speaking to Stephen. I was just
[Telemachus] [739] He strolled out to the doorway. Buck Mulligan bent across to Stephen and
[Telemachus] [744] --Well? Stephen said. The problem is to get money. From whom? From the
[Telemachus] [758] --To tell you the God's truth I think you're right. Damn all else they
[Telemachus] [759] are good for. Why don't you play them as I do? To hell with them all. Let
[Telemachus] [767] He emptied his pockets on to the table.
[Telemachus] [771] And putting on his stiff collar and rebellious tie he spoke to them,
[Telemachus] [772] chiding them, and to his dangling watchchain. His hands plunged and
[Telemachus] [774] we'll simply have to dress the character. I want puce gloves and green
[Telemachus] [781] Stephen picked it up and put it on. Haines called to them from the
[Telemachus] [793] and, as they went down the ladder, pulled to the slow iron door and
[Telemachus] [813] --To the secretary of state for war, Stephen added over his shoulder.
[Telemachus] [824] --No, no, Buck Mulligan shouted in pain. I'm not equal to Thomas Aquinas
[Telemachus] [825] and the fifty-five reasons he has made out to prop it up. Wait till I have
[Telemachus] [828] He turned to Stephen, saying, as he pulled down neatly the peaks of his
[Telemachus] [842] --What? Haines said, beginning to point at Stephen. He himself?
[Telemachus] [845] loose laughter, said to Stephen's ear:
[Telemachus] [849] --We're always tired in the morning, Stephen said to Haines. And it is
[Telemachus] [850] rather long to tell.
[Telemachus] [856] --I mean to say, Haines explained to Stephen as they followed, this tower
[Telemachus] [864] --It's a wonderful tale, Haines said, bringing them to halt again.
[Telemachus] [872] The Father and the Son idea. The Son striving to be atoned with the
[Telemachus] [878] doll's head to and fro, the brims of his Panama hat quivering, and began
[Telemachus] [879] to chant in a quiet happy foolish voice:
[Telemachus] [898] to a brow of the cliff, fluttered his hands at his sides like fins or
[Telemachus] [899] wings of one about to rise in the air, and chanted:
[Telemachus] [910] that bore back to them his brief birdsweet cries.
[Telemachus] [915] --We oughtn't to laugh, I suppose. He's rather blasphemous. I'm not a
[Telemachus] [916] believer myself, that is to say. Still his gaiety takes the harm out of
[Telemachus] [929] --There's only one sense of the word, it seems to me, Stephen said.
[Telemachus] [931] Haines stopped to take out a smooth silver case in which twinkled a green
[Telemachus] [936] Haines helped himself and snapped the case to. He put it back in his
[Telemachus] [948] He walked on, waiting to be spoken to, trailing his ashplant by his side.
[Telemachus] [960] --After all, I should think you are able to free yourself. You are your
[Telemachus] [961] own master, it seems to me.
[Telemachus] [980] unfairly. It seems history is to blame.
[Telemachus] [993] Son. Words Mulligan had spoken a moment since in mockery to the stranger.
[Telemachus] [1002] don't want to see my country fall into the hands of German jews either.
[Telemachus] [1015] a swollen bundle to bob up, roll over to the sun a puffy face, saltwhite.
[Telemachus] [1018] They followed the winding path down to the creek. Buck Mulligan stood on
[Telemachus] [1020] young man clinging to a spur of rock near him, moved slowly frogwise his
[Telemachus] [1032] Buck Mulligan sat down to unlace his boots. An elderly man shot up near
[Telemachus] [1038] Buck Mulligan made way for him to scramble past and, glancing at Haines
[Telemachus] [1045] --Ah, go to God! Buck Mulligan said.
[Telemachus] [1047] --Going over next week to stew. You know that red Carlisle girl, Lily?
[Telemachus] [1060] He nodded to himself as he drew off his trousers and stood up, saying
[Telemachus] [1070] He struggled out of his shirt and flung it behind him to where his
[Telemachus] [1089] --Give us that key, Kinch, Buck Mulligan said, to keep my chemise flat.
[Telemachus] [1099] --He who stealeth from the poor lendeth to the Lord. Thus spake
[Telemachus] [1124] A voice, sweettoned and sustained, called to him from the sea. Turning
[Nestor] [1159] hill above a corpsestrewn plain a general speaking to his officers,
[Nestor] [1160] leaned upon his spear. Any general to any officers. They lend ear.
[Nestor] [1171] between his palms at whiles and swallowed them softly. Crumbs adhered to
[Nestor] [1199] For Haines's chapbook. No-one here to hear. Tonight deftly amid wild
[Nestor] [1200] drink and talk, to pierce the polished mail of his mind. What then? A
[Nestor] [1207] been knifed to death. They are not to be thought away. Time has branded
[Nestor] [1210] that they never were? Or was that only possible which came to pass?
[Nestor] [1263] tribute. To Caesar what is Caesar's, to God what is God's. A long look
[Nestor] [1264] from dark eyes, a riddling sentence to be woven and woven on the church's
[Nestor] [1300] TO GO TO HEAVEN.
[Nestor] [1318] He stood up and gave a shout of nervous laughter to which their cries
[Nestor] [1339] --Mr Deasy told me to write them out all again, he said, and show them to
[Nestor] [1344] --Do you understand how to do them now? he asked.
[Nestor] [1346] --Numbers eleven to fifteen, Sargent answered. Mr Deasy said I was to
[Nestor] [1361] underfoot and had gone, scarcely having been. A poor soul gone to heaven:
[Nestor] [1373] traverse, bow to partner: so: imps of fancy of the Moors. Gone too from
[Nestor] [1390] childhood bends beside me. Too far for me to lay a hand there once or
[Nestor] [1393] tyranny: tyrants, willing to be dethroned.
[Nestor] [1402] copybook back to his bench.
[Nestor] [1404] --You had better get your stick and go out to the others, Stephen said as
[Nestor] [1418] When he had reached the schoolhouse voices again contending called to
[Nestor] [1441] spooncase of purple plush, faded, the twelve apostles having preached to
[Nestor] [1464] These are handy things to have. See. This is for sovereigns. This is for
[Nestor] [1476] Stephen's hand, free again, went back to the hollow shells. Symbols
[Nestor] [1499] He lifted his gaze from the idle shells to the old man's stare.
[Nestor] [1507] history is to blame: on me and on my words, unhating.
[Nestor] [1561] and put on his topboots to ride to Dublin from the Ards of Down to do so.
[Nestor] [1570] on to Dublin. Lal the ral the ra. Lal the ral the raddy.
[Nestor] [1574] Sit down a moment. I have just to copy the end.
[Nestor] [1576] He went to the desk near the window, pulled in his chair twice and
[Nestor] [1583] elbow and, muttering, began to prod the stiff buttons of the keyboard
[Nestor] [1584] slowly, sometimes blowing as he screwed up the drum to erase an error.
[Nestor] [1596] Where Cranly led me to get rich quick, hunting his winners among
[Nestor] [1599] money the favourite: ten to one the field. Dicers and thimbleriggers we
[Nestor] [1607] seems to be slightly crawsick? Jousts. Time shocked rebounds, shock by
[Nestor] [1613] He came to the table, pinning together his sheets. Stephen stood up.
[Nestor] [1625] was no better than she should be. To come to the point at issue.
[Nestor] [1636] --I want that to be printed and read, Mr Deasy said. You will see at the
[Nestor] [1638] cured. It is cured. My cousin, Blackwood Price, writes to me it is
[Nestor] [1640] to come over here. I am trying to work up influence with the department.
[Nestor] [1641] Now I'm going to try publicity. I am surrounded by difficulties,
[Nestor] [1653] He stepped swiftly off, his eyes coming to blue life as they passed a
[Nestor] [1671] earth to this day.
[Nestor] [1679] to heap and hoard. Time surely would scatter all. A hoard heaped by the
[Nestor] [1688] sideways open uncertainly. Is this old wisdom? He waits to hear from me.
[Nestor] [1690] --History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
[Nestor] [1715] to our shore here, MacMurrough's wife and her leman, O'Rourke, prince of
[Nestor] [1730] this work. You were not born to be a teacher, I think. Perhaps I am
[Nestor] [1739] --Who knows? he said. To learn one must be humble. But life is the great
[Nestor] [1754] --That will do, Mr Deasy said briskly. I wrote last night to Mr Field,
[Nestor] [1756] City Arms hotel. I asked him to lay my letter before the meeting. You see
[Nestor] [1761] --That will do, Mr Deasy said. There is no time to lose. Now I have to
[Nestor] [1768] to break a lance with you, old as I am.
[Nestor] [1770] --Good morning, sir, Stephen said again, bowing to his bent back.
[Nestor] [1788] --I just wanted to say, he said. Ireland, they say, has the honour of
[Nestor] [1794] --Why, sir? Stephen asked, beginning to smile.
[Nestor] [1800] lifted arms waving to the air.
[Proteus] [1813] through my eyes. Signatures of all things I am here to read, seaspawn and
[Proteus] [1822] Stephen closed his eyes to hear his boots crush crackling wrack and
[Proteus] [1851] sinking in the silted sand. Like me, like Algy, coming down to our mighty
[Proteus] [1859] OMPHALOS. Hello! Kinch here. Put me on to Edenville. Aleph, alpha: nought,
[Proteus] [1865] everlasting to everlasting. Womb of sin.
[Proteus] [1872] are consubstantial? Where is poor dear Arius to try conclusions? Warring
[Proteus] [1887] His pace slackened. Here. Am I going to aunt Sara's or not? My
[Proteus] [1939] --He has nothing to sit down on, sir.
[Proteus] [1941] --He has nowhere to put it, you mug. Bring in our chippendale chair.
[Proteus] [1961] kind ran from them to the wood of madness, his mane foaming in the
[Proteus] [1964] furious dean, what offence laid fire to their brains? Paff! DESCENDE,
[Proteus] [1966] head see him me clambering down to the footpace (DESCENDE!), clutching a
[Proteus] [1974] Dringadring! And in a ladychapel another taking housel all to his own
[Proteus] [1982] awfully holy, weren't you? You prayed to the Blessed Virgin that you might
[Proteus] [1983] not have a red nose. You prayed to the devil in Serpentine avenue that the
[Proteus] [1987] crying to the rain: Naked women! NAKED WOMEN! What about that, eh?
[Proteus] [1992] young. You bowed to yourself in the mirror, stepping forward to applause
[Proteus] [1994] saw: tell no-one. Books you were going to write with letters for titles.
[Proteus] [1997] deep, copies to be sent if you died to all the great libraries of the
[Proteus] [1998] world, including Alexandria? Someone was to read them there after a few
[Proteus] [2006] Unwholesome sandflats waited to suck his treading soles, breathing upward
[Proteus] [2009] stogged to its waist, in the cakey sand dough. A sentinel: isle of
[Proteus] [2015] He halted. I have passed the way to aunt Sara's. Am I not going
[Proteus] [2026] Lap, LAPIN. He hopes to win in the GROS LOTS. About the nature of women he
[Proteus] [2028] Lent it to his friend.
[Proteus] [2044] when I was in Paris; BOUL' MICH', I used to. Yes, used to carry punched
[Proteus] [2045] tickets to prove an alibi if they arrested you for murder somewhere.
[Proteus] [2048] nose. LUI, C'EST MOI. You seem to have enjoyed yourself.
[Proteus] [2050] Proudly walking. Whom were you trying to walk like? Forget: a
[Proteus] [2054] to bloody bits with a bang shotgun, bits man spattered walls all brass
[Proteus] [2059] You were going to do wonders, what? Missionary to Europe after
[Proteus] [2061] from their pintpots, loudlatinlaughing: EUGE! EUGE! Pretending to speak
[Proteus] [2065] French telegram, curiosity to show:
[Proteus] [2099] fellow I knew once in Barcelona, queer fellow, used to call it his
[Proteus] [2104] pimander, good shepherd of men. To yoke me as his yokefellow, our crimes
[Proteus] [2121] drove out the road to Malahide. Did, faith. Of lost leaders, the betrayed,
[Proteus] [2135] undespairing. Tell Pat you saw me, won't you? I wanted to get poor Pat a
[Proteus] [2136] job one time. MON FILS, soldier of France. I taught him to sing THE BOYS
[Proteus] [2151] of seeds of brightness. Here, I am not walking out to the Kish lightship,
[Proteus] [2152] am I? He stood suddenly, his feet beginning to sink slowly in the quaking
[Proteus] [2160] chairs, my obelisk valise, around a board of abandoned platters. Who to
[Proteus] [2170] back then by the Poolbeg road to the strand there. He climbed over the
[Proteus] [2184] Lord, is he going to attack me? Respect his liberty. You will not be
[Proteus] [2188] you. No, the dog. He is running back to them. Who?
[Proteus] [2190] Galleys of the Lochlanns ran here to beach, in quest of prey, their
[Proteus] [2199] to no-one: none to me.
[Proteus] [2214] They are waiting for him now. The truth, spit it out. I would want to.
[Proteus] [2219] my feet. I want his life still to be his, mine to be mine. A drowning man.
[Proteus] [2220] His human eyes scream to me out of horror of his death. I ... With him
[Proteus] [2238] running to them, reared up and pawed them, dropping on all fours, again
[Proteus] [2245] the ground, moves to one great goal. Ah, poor dogsbody! Here lies poor
[Proteus] [2250] The cry brought him skulking back to his master and a blunt bootless
[Proteus] [2258] dabbling, delving and stopped to listen to the air, scraped up the sand
[Proteus] [2273] Behind her lord, his helpmate, bing awast to Romeville. When night hides
[Proteus] [2296] sword, to the west, trekking to evening lands. She trudges, schlepps,
[Proteus] [2302] storm his eyes, his bat sails bloodying the sea, mouth to her mouth's
[Proteus] [2305] Here. Put a pin in that chap, will you? My tablets. Mouth to her kiss.
[Proteus] [2307] No. Must be two of em. Glue em well. Mouth to her mouth's kiss.
[Proteus] [2309] His lips lipped and mouthed fleshless lips of air: mouth to her
[Proteus] [2314] Turning his back to the sun he bent over far to a table of rock and
[Proteus] [2315] scribbled words. That's twice I forgot to take slips from the library
[Proteus] [2326] to someone in your flutiest voice. The good bishop of Cloyne took the veil
[Proteus] [2332] Flutier. Our souls, shamewounded by our sins, cling to us yet more,
[Proteus] [2333] a woman to her lover clinging, the more the more.
[Proteus] [2339] books you were going to write. Keen glance you gave her. Wrist through
[Proteus] [2341] a grief and kickshaws, a lady of letters. Talk that to someone else,
[Proteus] [2347] me soon, now. What is that word known to all men? I am quiet here alone.
[Proteus] [2381] lifted, flooded and let fall. Lord, they are weary; and, whispered to,
[Proteus] [2384] INGEMISCIT. To no end gathered; vainly then released, forthflowing,
[Proteus] [2400] stench of his green grave, his leprous nosehole snoring to the sun.
[Proteus] [2403] known to man. Old Father Ocean. PRIX DE PARIS: beware of imitations. Just
[Proteus] [2409] sandal shoon. Where? To evening lands. Evening will find itself.
[Proteus] [2417] That one is going too. Shells. Ought I go to a dentist, I wonder, with
[Calypso] [2441] liked grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of
[Calypso] [2465] Mr Bloom watched curiously, kindly the lithe black form. Clean to see:
[Calypso] [2467] the green flashing eyes. He bent down to her, his hands on his knees.
[Calypso] [2474] understand them. She understands all she wants to. Vindictive too. Cruel.
[Calypso] [2475] Her nature. Curious mice never squeal. Seem to like it. Wonder what I
[Calypso] [2476] look like to her. Height of a tower? No, she can jump me.
[Calypso] [2481] Cruel. Her nature. Curious mice never squeal. Seem to like it.
[Calypso] [2487] narrowing with greed till her eyes were green stones. Then he went to the
[Calypso] [2491] --Gurrhr! she cried, running to lap.
[Calypso] [2498] He listened to her licking lap. Ham and eggs, no. No good eggs with this
[Calypso] [2502] slower, then licking the saucer clean. Why are their tongues so rough? To
[Calypso] [2506] On quietly creaky boots he went up the staircase to the hall, paused by
[Calypso] [2529] enough to make that corner in stamps. Now that was farseeing.
[Calypso] [2541] halldoor to after him very quietly, more, till the footleaf dropped
[Calypso] [2545] He crossed to the bright side, avoiding the loose cellarflap of number
[Calypso] [2555] strange land, come to a city gate, sentry there, old ranker too, old
[Calypso] [2561] him. Getting on to sundown. The shadows of the mosques among the pillars:
[Calypso] [2581] the cattlemarket to the quays value would go up like a shot.
[Calypso] [2587] to a tee with his eyes screwed up. Do you know what I'm going to tell
[Calypso] [2599] --Good day to you.
[Calypso] [2614] How much would that tot to off the porter in the month? Say ten barrels
[Calypso] [2661] Mr Bloom pointed quickly. To catch up and walk behind her if she went
[Calypso] [2662] slowly, behind her moving hams. Pleasant to see first thing in the
[Calypso] [2664] outside the shop in sunlight and sauntered lazily to the right. He sighed
[Calypso] [2667] disregard glowed to weak pleasure within his breast. For another: a
[Calypso] [2690] planters' company. To purchase waste sandy tracts from Turkish government
[Calypso] [2707] basketchair. Nice to hold, cool waxen fruit, hold in the hand, lift it to
[Calypso] [2715] you know just to salute bit of a bore. His back is like that Norwegian
[Calypso] [2716] captain's. Wonder if I'll meet him today. Watering cart. To provoke the
[Calypso] [2719] A cloud began to cover the sun slowly, wholly. Grey. Far.
[Calypso] [2728] the earth, captivity to captivity, multiplying, dying, being born
[Calypso] [2741] parlour windows plastered with bills. Plasters on a sore eye. To smell
[Calypso] [2746] sandals, along the brightening footpath. Runs, she runs to meet me, a
[Calypso] [2762] --A letter for me from Milly, he said carefully, and a card to you. And a
[Calypso] [2786] But he delayed to clear the chair: her striped petticoat, tossed soiled
[Calypso] [2787] linen: and lifted all in an armful on to the foot of the bed.
[Calypso] [2799] kettle then to let the water flow in. Having set it to draw he took off
[Calypso] [2803] won't eat pork. Kosher. Here. He let the bloodsmeared paper fall to her
[Calypso] [2825] old chap. Oldfashioned way he used to bow Molly off the platform. And the
[Calypso] [2847] of going he stayed to straighten the bedspread.
[Calypso] [2885] --Show here, she said. I put a mark in it. There's a word I wanted to ask
[Calypso] [2889] wiped her fingertips smartly on the blanket, began to search the text
[Calypso] [2913] Hengler's. Had to look the other way. Mob gaping. Break your neck and
[Calypso] [2929] Must get that Capel street library book renewed or they'll write to
[Calypso] [2950] used to believe you could be changed into an animal or a tree, for
[Calypso] [2953] Her spoon ceased to stir up the sugar. She gazed straight before her,
[Calypso] [2965] Only a little burnt. He tossed it off the pan on to a plate and let the
[Calypso] [2969] shore away the burnt flesh and flung it to the cat. Then he put a forkful
[Calypso] [2971] to a turn. A mouthful of tea. Then he cut away dies of bread, sopped one
[Calypso] [2975] raising it to his mouth.
[Calypso] [2985] the beef to the heels were in. We are going to lough Owel on Monday with
[Calypso] [2986] a few friends to make a scrap picnic. Give my love to mummy and to
[Calypso] [2988] There is to be a concert in the Greville Arms on Saturday. There is a
[Calypso] [3003] born, running to knock up Mrs Thornton in Denzille street. Jolly old
[Calypso] [3014] to wash down his meal. Then he read the letter again: twice.
[Calypso] [3016] O, well: she knows how to mind herself. But if not? No, nothing has
[Calypso] [3023] in the street pinching her cheeks to make them red. Anemic a little. Was
[Calypso] [3048] too. He felt the flowing qualm spread over him. Useless to move now. Lips
[Calypso] [3051] Better where she is down there: away. Occupy her. Wanted a dog to pass
[Calypso] [3056] The cat, having cleaned all her fur, returned to the meatstained paper,
[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] [3060] with her back to the fire too.
[Calypso] [3063] undoing the waistband of his trousers. The cat mewed to him.
[Calypso] [3067] Heaviness: hot day coming. Too much trouble to fag up the stairs to the
[Calypso] [3070] A paper. He liked to read at stool. Hope no ape comes knocking just as
[Calypso] [3074] his armpit, went to the door and opened it. The cat went up in soft
[Calypso] [3075] bounds. Ah, wanted to go upstairs, curl up in a ball on the bed.
[Calypso] [3081] He went out through the backdoor into the garden: stood to listen towards
[Calypso] [3082] the next garden. No sound. Perhaps hanging clothes out to dry. The maid
[Calypso] [3085] He bent down to regard a lean file of spearmint growing by the wall. Make
[Calypso] [3086] a summerhouse here. Scarlet runners. Virginia creepers. Want to manure
[Calypso] [3091] oilcakes. Mulch of dung. Best thing to clean ladies' kid gloves. Dirty
[Calypso] [3107] He kicked open the crazy door of the jakes. Better be careful not to get
[Calypso] [3118] column has been made to the writer. Three and a half. Three pounds three.
[Calypso] [3123] allowed his bowels to ease themselves quietly as he read, reading still
[Calypso] [3136] proverb. Which? Time I used to try jotting down on my cuff what she said
[Calypso] [3140] possessed me to buy this comb? 9.24. I'm swelled after that cabbage. A
[Calypso] [3149] humming then. Allude to it. Strange kind of music that last night. The
[Calypso] [3156] Still, true to life also. Day: then the night.
[Calypso] [3176] Quarter to. There again: the overtone following through the air, a third.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3192] roses. Waiting outside pubs to bring da home. Come home to ma, da. Slack
[Lotus-Eaters] [3211] headband and transferred it to his waistcoat pocket.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3216] must be: the garden of the world, big lazy leaves to float about on,
[Lotus-Eaters] [3219] doing a hand's turn all day. Sleep six months out of twelve. Too hot to
[Lotus-Eaters] [3222] Waterlilies. Petals too tired to. Sleeping sickness in the air. Walk on
[Lotus-Eaters] [3223] roseleaves. Imagine trying to eat tripe and cowheel. Where was the chap I
[Lotus-Eaters] [3227] body in the water is equal to the weight of the what? Or is it the volume
[Lotus-Eaters] [3228] is equal to the weight? It's a law something like that. Vance in High
[Lotus-Eaters] [3232] per second. They all fall to the ground. The earth. It's the force of
[Lotus-Eaters] [3239] just drop in to see. Per second per second. Per second for every second
[Lotus-Eaters] [3265] Too showy. That must be why the women go after them. Uniform. Easier to
[Lotus-Eaters] [3267] street at night: disgrace to our Irish capital. Griffith's paper is on
[Lotus-Eaters] [3273] He strolled out of the postoffice and turned to the right. Talk: as if
[Lotus-Eaters] [3283] --Hello, Bloom. Where are you off to?
[Lotus-Eaters] [3299] --To be sure, poor fellow. So it is. What time?
[Lotus-Eaters] [3305] --I must try to get out there, M'Coy said. Eleven, is it? I only heard it
[Lotus-Eaters] [3317] handsome does. Reserved about to yield. The honourable Mrs and Brutus is
[Lotus-Eaters] [3323] Doran Lyons in Conway's. She raised a gloved hand to her hair. In came
[Lotus-Eaters] [3333] Off to the country: Broadstone probably. High brown boots with laces
[Lotus-Eaters] [3336] strings to her bow.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3344] He moved a little to the side of M'Coy's talking head. Getting up in a
[Lotus-Eaters] [3387] --My wife too, he said. She's going to sing at a swagger affair in the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3390] --That so? M'Coy said. Glad to hear that, old man. Who's getting it up?
[Lotus-Eaters] [3411] He moved to go.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3413] --Well, glad to see you looking fit, he said. Meet you knocking around.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3418] will you? I'd like to go but I mightn't be able, you see. There's a
[Lotus-Eaters] [3420] would have to go down if the body is found. You just shove in my name if
[Lotus-Eaters] [3423] --I'll do that, Mr Bloom said, moving to get off. That'll be all right.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3434] good day to this.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3450] Palmer. Like to see her again in that. HAMLET she played last night. Male
[Lotus-Eaters] [3452] papa! How he used to talk of Kate Bateman in that. Outside the Adelphi in
[Lotus-Eaters] [3453] London waited all the afternoon to get in. Year before I was born that
[Lotus-Eaters] [3460] father to die of grief and misery in my arms, who left the house of his
[Lotus-Eaters] [3465] Poor papa! Poor man! I'm glad I didn't go into the room to look at his
[Lotus-Eaters] [3487] NON. Like to give them an odd cigarette. Sociable. Shout a few flying
[Lotus-Eaters] [3500] wise tabby, a blinking sphinx, watched from her warm sill. Pity to disturb
[Lotus-Eaters] [3501] them. Mohammed cut a piece out of his mantle not to wake her. Open it.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3502] And once I played marbles when I went to that old dame's school. She liked
[Lotus-Eaters] [3512] I got your last letter to me and thank you very much for it. I am sorry
[Lotus-Eaters] [3520] idea. I have never felt myself so much drawn to a man as you. I feel so
[Lotus-Eaters] [3522] do not I will punish you. So now you know what I will do to you, you
[Lotus-Eaters] [3523] naughty boy, if you do not wrote. O how I long to meet you. Henry dear, do
[Lotus-Eaters] [3526] write BY RETURN to your longing
[Lotus-Eaters] [3531] P. S. Do tell me what kind of perfume does your wife use. I want to know.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3536] because no-one can hear. Or a poison bouquet to strike him down. Then
[Lotus-Eaters] [3539] don't please poor forgetmenot how I long violets to dear roses when we
[Lotus-Eaters] [3562] SHE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO
[Lotus-Eaters] [3563] TO KEEP IT UP
[Lotus-Eaters] [3564] TO KEEP IT UP.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3571] TO KEEP IT UP.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3577] TO KEEP IT UP.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3583] the wall at Ashtown. Must carry a paper goblet next time I go to the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3593] cheque for a million in the bank of Ireland. Shows you the money to be
[Lotus-Eaters] [3594] made out of porter. Still the other brother lord Ardilaun has to change
[Lotus-Eaters] [3611] behind the leather headband. Damn it. I might have tried to work M'Coy
[Lotus-Eaters] [3612] for a pass to Mullingar.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3617] The protestants are the same. Convert Dr William J. Walsh D.D. to the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3618] true religion. Save China's millions. Wonder how they explain it to the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3626] out in bluey specs with the sweat rolling off him to baptise blacks, is
[Lotus-Eaters] [3627] he? The glasses would take their fancy, flashing. Like to see them sitting
[Lotus-Eaters] [3636] to be next some girl. Who is my neighbour? Jammed by the hour to slow
[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] [3648] cotton to it.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3652] its corner, nursing his hat and newspaper. These pots we have to wear. We
[Lotus-Eaters] [3653] ought to have hats modelled on our heads. They were about him here and
[Lotus-Eaters] [3654] there, with heads still bowed in their crimson halters, waiting for it to
[Lotus-Eaters] [3669] affair he had on. Suppose he lost the pin of his. He wouldn't know what to
[Lotus-Eaters] [3670] do to. Bald spot behind. Letters on his back: I.N.R.I? No: I.H.S.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3678] invincibles he used to receive the, Carey was his name, the communion
[Lotus-Eaters] [3689] what they are used to Guinness's porter or some temperance beverage
[Lotus-Eaters] [3696] Mr Bloom looked back towards the choir. Not going to be any music.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3697] Pity. Who has the organ here I wonder? Old Glynn he knew how to make
[Lotus-Eaters] [3702] Could hear a pin drop. I told her to pitch her voice against that corner.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3713] thick. What kind of voice is it? Must be curious to hear after their own
[Lotus-Eaters] [3724] in Latin. Then the priest knelt down and began to read off a card:
[Lotus-Eaters] [3728] Mr Bloom put his face forward to catch the words. English. Throw
[Lotus-Eaters] [3733] to. Then I will tell you all. Penance. Punish me, please. Great weapon in
[Lotus-Eaters] [3734] their hands. More than doctor or solicitor. Woman dying to. And I
[Lotus-Eaters] [3736] down at her ring to find an excuse. Whispering gallery walls have ears.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3737] Husband learn to his surprise. God's little joke. Then out she comes.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3743] Bequests also: to the P.P. for the time being in his absolute discretion.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3744] Masses for the repose of my soul to be said publicly with open doors.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3755] power of God thrust Satan down to hell and with him those other wicked
[Lotus-Eaters] [3776] Chemists rarely move. Their green and gold beaconjars too heavy to stir.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3788] seems to have. Shrunken skull. And old. Quest for the philosopher's stone.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3794] to physic himself a bit. Electuary or emulsion. The first fellow that
[Lotus-Eaters] [3795] picked an herb to cure himself had a bit of pluck. Simples. Want to be
[Lotus-Eaters] [3796] careful. Enough stuff here to chloroform you. Test: turns blue litmus
[Lotus-Eaters] [3817] Brings out the darkness of her eyes. Looking at me, the sheet up to
[Lotus-Eaters] [3822] skin. Leopold, yes. Three we have. Warts, bunions and pimples to make it
[Lotus-Eaters] [3825] curd soap. Time to get a bath round the corner. Hammam. Turkish. Massage.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3827] think I. Yes I. Do it in the bath. Curious longing I. Water to water.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3839] Mr Bloom raised a cake to his nostrils. Sweet lemony wax.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3855] Shaved off his moustache again, by Jove! Long cold upper lip. To
[Lotus-Eaters] [3862] --I want to see about that French horse that's running today, Bantam
[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] [3890] Mr Bloom folded the sheets again to a neat square and lodged the
[Lotus-Eaters] [3892] it lately. Messenger boys stealing to put on sixpence. Raffle for large
[Lotus-Eaters] [3894] embezzling to gamble then smuggled off to America. Keeps a hotel now. They
[Lotus-Eaters] [3902] Something to catch the eye.
[Lotus-Eaters] [3911] street club with a slog to square leg. Donnybrook fair more in their line.
[Hades] [3944] Mr Bloom entered and sat in the vacant place. He pulled the door to
[Hades] [3949] over. Extraordinary the interest they take in a corpse. Glad to see us go
[Hades] [3950] we give them such trouble coming. Job seems to suit them. Huggermugger in
[Hades] [3953] to your side. Our windingsheet. Never know who will touch you dead.
[Hades] [3962] nearer: then horses' hoofs. A jolt. Their carriage began to move, creaking
[Hades] [3978] --That's a fine old custom, he said. I am glad to see it has not died out.
[Hades] [3981] passers. Respect. The carriage swerved from the tramtrack to the smoother
[Hades] [3995] swerving back to the tramtrack, rolled on noisily with chattering wheels.
[Hades] [4013] Beginning to tell on him now: that backache of his, I fear. Wife ironing
[Hades] [4020] it my business to write a letter one of those days to his mother or his
[Hades] [4029] He ceased. Mr Bloom glanced from his angry moustache to Mr Power's
[Hades] [4031] Noisy selfwilled man. Full of his son. He is right. Something to
[Hades] [4036] at it by the wall of the cease to do evil. And the sergeant grinning up.
[Hades] [4040] Got big then. Had to refuse the Greystones concert. My son inside
[Hades] [4060] He closed his left eye. Martin Cunningham began to brush away
[Hades] [4065] --Someone seems to have been making a picnic party here lately, Mr Power
[Hades] [4092] --I met M'Coy this morning, Mr Bloom said. He said he'd try to come.
[Hades] [4110] miss this chance. Dogs' home over there. Poor old Athos! Be good to Athos,
[Hades] [4112] dying scrawl. He took it to heart, pined away. Quiet brute. Old men's dogs
[Hades] [4136] him off to his face.
[Hades] [4163] Thanks to the Little Flower. Sadly missed. To the inexpressible grief of
[Hades] [4195] Mrs Bandmann Palmer. Could I go to see LEAH tonight, I wonder. I said I.
[Hades] [4198] Cunningham could work a pass for the Gaiety. Have to stand a drink or
[Hades] [4205] --How do you do? Martin Cunningham said, raising his palm to his brow
[Hades] [4216] Mr Dedalus bent across to salute. From the door of the Red Bank the
[Hades] [4241] --Well no, Mr Bloom said. In point of fact I have to go down to the
[Hades] [4242] county Clare on some private business. You see the idea is to tour the
[Hades] [4271] And MADAME. Twenty past eleven. Up. Mrs Fleming is in to clean.
[Hades] [4273] at the tips of her hairs to see if they are split. MI TREMA UN POCO IL.
[Hades] [4309] Mr Bloom began to speak with sudden eagerness to his companions' faces.
[Hades] [4320] --There was a girl in the case, Mr Bloom began, and he determined to send
[Hades] [4321] him to the Isle of Man out of harm's way but when they were both ...
[Hades] [4325] --Yes, Mr Bloom said. They were both on the way to the boat and he tried
[Hades] [4326] to drown ...
[Hades] [4328] --Drown Barabbas! Mr Dedalus cried. I wish to Christ he did!
[Hades] [4337] way to the Isle of Man boat and the young chiseller suddenly got loose and
[Hades] [4343] fished him out by the slack of the breeches and he was landed up to the
[Hades] [4407] corner, galloping. A tiny coffin flashed by. In a hurry to bury. A
[Hades] [4430] --The greatest disgrace to have in the family, Mr Power added.
[Hades] [4437] --It is not for us to judge, Martin Cunningham said.
[Hades] [4439] Mr Bloom, about to speak, closed his lips again. Martin Cunningham's
[Hades] [4441] Like Shakespeare's face. Always a good word to say. They have no
[Hades] [4443] used to drive a stake of wood through his heart in the grave. As if it
[Hades] [4449] Shoulder to the wheel. Lord, she must have looked a sight that night
[Hades] [4465] streaks on his face. Had slipped down to the foot of the bed. Verdict:
[Hades] [4489] spoon. Then the screen round her bed for her to die. Nice young student
[Hades] [4490] that was dressed that bite the bee gave me. He's gone over to the lying-in
[Hades] [4491] hospital they told me. From one extreme to the other. The carriage
[Hades] [4510] lost: all that raw stuff, hide, hair, horns. Comes to a big thing in a
[Hades] [4518] parkgate to the quays, Mr Bloom said. All those animals could be taken in
[Hades] [4519] trucks down to the boats.
[Hades] [4522] right. They ought to.
[Hades] [4524] --Yes, Mr Bloom said, and another thing I often thought, is to have
[Hades] [4526] out to the cemetery gates and have special trams, hearse and carriage and
[Hades] [4534] --Why? Mr Bloom asked, turning to Mr Dedalus. Wouldn't it be more
[Hades] [4540] the hearse capsized round Dunphy's and upset the coffin on to the road.
[Hades] [4547] --Praises be to God! Martin Cunningham said piously.
[Hades] [4549] Bom! Upset. A coffin bumped out on to the road. Burst open. Paddy
[Hades] [4552] now. Quite right to close it. Looks horrid open. Then the insides
[Hades] [4553] decompose quickly. Much better to close up all the orifices. Yes, also.
[Hades] [4560] here on the way back to drink his health. Pass round the consolation.
[Hades] [4566] would be better to bury them in red: a dark red.
[Hades] [4580] Moyvalley, I could make a walking tour to see Milly by the canal. Or cycle
[Hades] [4582] auction but a lady's. Developing waterways. James M'Cann's hobby to row
[Hades] [4584] out. Also hearses. To heaven by water. Perhaps I will without writing.
[Hades] [4585] Come as a surprise, Leixlip, Clonsilla. Dropping down lock by lock to
[Hades] [4597] --Though lost to sight, Mr Dedalus said, to memory dear.
[Hades] [4625] the law. Better for ninetynine guilty to escape than for one innocent
[Hades] [4626] person to be wrongfully condemned.
[Hades] [4629] tenantless, unweeded garden. Whole place gone to hell. Wrongfully
[Hades] [4633] Murderer is still at large. Clues. A shoelace. The body to be exhumed.
[Hades] [4636] Cramped in this carriage. She mightn't like me to come that way
[Hades] [4651] swiftly and transferred the paperstuck soap to his inner handkerchief
[Hades] [4663] took out the two wreaths. He handed one to the boy.
[Hades] [4665] Where is that child's funeral disappeared to?
[Hades] [4681] dirt and tears, holding the woman's arm, looking up at her for a sign to
[Hades] [4698] Queen's hotel in Ennis. You heard him say he was going to Clare.
[Hades] [4703] He glanced behind him to where a face with dark thinking eyes
[Hades] [4709] Martin is trying to get the youngster into Artane.
[Hades] [4713] --Five. Ned Lambert says he'll try to get one of the girls into Todd's.
[Hades] [4717] --A great blow to the poor wife, Mr Kernan added.
[Hades] [4732] Something new to hope for not like the past she wanted back, waiting. It
[Hades] [4750] --Martin is going to get up a whip for the youngsters, Ned Lambert said,
[Hades] [4751] pointing ahead. A few bob a skull. Just to keep them going till the
[Hades] [4760] to mind that job. John Henry is not the worst in the world.
[Hades] [4771] shillings to O'Grady. Would he understand? The mutes bore the coffin into
[Hades] [4777] wreath at each fore corner, beckoned to the boy to kneel. The mourners
[Hades] [4788] They halted by the bier and the priest began to read out of his book
[Hades] [4800] Makes them feel more important to be prayed over in Latin. Requiem
[Hades] [4802] Chilly place this. Want to feed well, sitting in there all the morning in
[Hades] [4808] lovely old organ hundred and fifty they have to bore a hole in the coffins
[Hades] [4809] sometimes to let out the bad gas and burn it. Out it rushes: blue. One
[Hades] [4815] bucket and shook it over the coffin. Then he walked to the other end and
[Hades] [4817] were before you rested. It's all written down: he has to do it.
[Hades] [4822] better to have boy servants. Up to fifteen or so. After that, of
[Hades] [4835] Said he was going to paradise or is in paradise. Says that over everybody.
[Hades] [4836] Tiresome kind of a job. But he has to say something.
[Hades] [4841] Kelleher gave one wreath to the boy and one to the brother-in-law. All
[Hades] [4844] ground till the coffincart wheeled off to the left. The metal wheels
[Hades] [4852] Mr Power's soft eyes went up to the apex of the lofty cone.
[Hades] [4860] Breaking down, he began to weep to himself quietly, stumbling a little
[Hades] [4868] Corny Kelleher stepped aside from his rank and allowed the mourners to
[Hades] [4901] with his toes to the daisies? No touching that. Seat of the affections.
[Hades] [4933] --O, to be sure, John Henry Menton said. I haven't seen her for some time.
[Hades] [4962] --I am come to pay you another visit.
[Hades] [4976] a discreet tone to their vacant smiles.
[Hades] [4979] evening to look for the grave of a friend of theirs. They asked for
[Hades] [4994] --That's all done with a purpose, Martin Cunningham explained to Hynes.
[Hades] [4998] --To cheer a fellow up, Martin Cunningham said. It's pure goodheartedness:
[Hades] [5001] Mr Bloom admired the caretaker's prosperous bulk. All want to be on
[Hades] [5005] Ballsbridge on the envelope I took to cover when she disturbed me writing
[Hades] [5006] to Martha? Hope it's not chucked in the dead letter office. Be the better
[Hades] [5009] Fancy being his wife. Wonder he had the gumption to propose to any girl.
[Hades] [5014] to say he was a queer breedy man great catholic all the same like a big
[Hades] [5015] giant in the dark. Will o' the wisp. Gas of graves. Want to keep her mind
[Hades] [5016] off it to conceive at all. Women especially are so touchy. Tell her a
[Hades] [5017] ghost story in bed to make her sleep. Have you ever seen a ghost? Well, I
[Hades] [5023] Tantalising for the poor dead. Smell of grilled beefsteaks to the
[Hades] [5024] starving. Gnawing their vitals. Desire to grig people. Molly wanting to
[Hades] [5033] Ought to be flowers of sleep. Chinese cemeteries with giant poppies
[Hades] [5045] kind of a cheesy. Then begin to get black, black treacle oozing out of
[Hades] [5047] go on living. Changing about. Live for ever practically. Nothing to feed
[Hades] [5055] bulletin. Spurgeon went to heaven 4 a.m. this morning. 11 p.m.
[Hades] [5057] anyhow would like to hear an odd joke or the women to know what's in
[Hades] [5062] of mourning first. Hard to imagine his funeral. Seems a sort of a joke.
[Hades] [5070] The caretaker put the papers in his pocket. The barrow had ceased to
[Hades] [5071] trundle. The mourners split and moved to each side of the hole, stepping
[Hades] [5075] Burying him. We come to bury Caesar. His ides of March or June.
[Hades] [5078] Now who is he I'd like to know? Now I'd give a trifle to know who he is.
[Hades] [5080] lonesome all his life. Yes, he could. Still he'd have to get someone to
[Hades] [5083] Robinson Crusoe was true to life. Well then Friday buried him. Every
[Hades] [5084] Friday buries a Thursday if you come to look at it.
[Hades] [5094] Ay but they might object to be buried out of another fellow's. They're so
[Hades] [5097] it means. I see. To protect him as long as possible even in the earth. The
[Hades] [5108] once. Used to change three suits in the day. Must get that grey suit of
[Hades] [5110] married or his landlady ought to have picked out those threads for him.
[Hades] [5125] caretaker. Wellcut frockcoat. Weighing them up perhaps to see which will
[Hades] [5128] someone else. Try the house opposite. Wait, I wanted to. I haven't yet.
[Hades] [5130] you like to see a priest? Then rambling and wandering. Delirium all you
[Hades] [5135] him a woman. Dying to embrace her in his shirt. Last act of LUCIA.
[Hades] [5137] talk about you a bit: forget you. Don't forget to pray for him.
[Hades] [5153] course. Of course he is dead. Monday he died. They ought to have
[Hades] [5154] some law to pierce the heart and make sure or an electric clock or
[Hades] [5156] distress. Three days. Rather long to keep them in summer. Just as well
[Hades] [5157] to get shut of them as soon as you are sure there's no.
[Hades] [5159] The clay fell softer. Begin to be forgotten. Out of sight, out of mind.
[Hades] [5168] knows them all. No: coming to me.
[Hades] [5174] He asked me to.
[Hades] [5181] ads. Charley, you're my darling. That was why he asked me to. O well,
[Hades] [5182] does no harm. I saw to that, M'Coy. Thanks, old chap: much obliged.
[Hades] [5199] Didn't hear. What? Where has he disappeared to? Not a sign. Well of
[Hades] [5203] A seventh gravedigger came beside Mr Bloom to take up an idle spade.
[Hades] [5209] Clay, brown, damp, began to be seen in the hole. It rose. Nearly over.
[Hades] [5214] knocked the blades lightly on the turf: clean. One bent to pluck from the
[Hades] [5222] staying at whiles to read a name on a tomb.
[Hades] [5228] They turned to the right, following their slow thoughts. With awe Mr
[Hades] [5237] of him. Peace to his ashes.
[Hades] [5241] eyes, old Ireland's hearts and hands. More sensible to spend the money on
[Hades] [5244] Then lump them together to save time. All souls' day. Twentyseventh I'll
[Hades] [5252] churchyard it ought to be that poem of whose is it Wordsworth or Thomas
[Hades] [5255] Nice country residence. Newly plastered and painted. Ideal spot to
[Hades] [5257] try to beautify. Rusty wreaths hung on knobs, garlands of bronzefoil.
[Hades] [5264] Knows there are no catapults to let fly at him. Dead animal even sadder.
[Hades] [5268] The Sacred Heart that is: showing it. Heart on his sleeve. Ought to be
[Hades] [5270] dedicated to it or whatever that. Seems anything but pleased. Why this
[Hades] [5272] fruit but he said no because they ought to have been afraid of the boy.
[Hades] [5308] feverpits to eat them. Lethal chamber. Ashes to ashes. Or bury at sea.
[Hades] [5311] being brought back to life no. Can't bury in the air however. Out of a
[Hades] [5318] The gates glimmered in front: still open. Back to the world again.
[Hades] [5322] of to get at fresh buried females or even putrefied with running
[Hades] [5323] gravesores. Give you the creeps after a bit. I will appear to you after
[Hades] [5326] other world she wrote. No more do I. Plenty to see and hear and feel yet.
[Hades] [5328] are not going to get me this innings. Warm beds: warm fullblooded life.
[Hades] [5333] commissioner for oaths and affidavits. Dignam used to be in his office.
[Hades] [5337] of mine: the bias. Why he took such a rooted dislike to me. Hate at first
[Hades] [5362] behind a few paces so as not to overhear. Martin laying down the law.
[Aeolus] [5389] singledeck moved from their railheads, swerved to the down line, glided
[Aeolus] [5415] --Just cut it out, will you? Mr Bloom said, and I'll take it round to the
[Aeolus] [5455] one door opposite another for the wind to. Way in. Way out.
[Aeolus] [5458] Martha. Steered by an umbrella sword to the footlights: Mario the tenor.
[Aeolus] [5462] --Yes, Red Murray agreed. But Mario was said to be the picture of Our
[Aeolus] [5506] Smash a man to atoms if they got him caught. Rule the world today. His
[Aeolus] [5508] Working away, tearing away. And that old grey rat tearing to get in.
[Aeolus] [5521] barony of Tinnahinch. To all whom it may concern schedule pursuant to
[Aeolus] [5532] Now if he got paralysed there and no-one knew how to stop them they'd
[Aeolus] [5541] sheet and made a sign to a typesetter. He handed the sheet silently over
[Aeolus] [5548] --If you want to draw the cashier is just going to lunch, he said,
[Aeolus] [5581] The foreman turned round to hear patiently and, lifting an elbow,
[Aeolus] [5582] began to scratch slowly in the armpit of his alpaca jacket.
[Aeolus] [5609] The foreman moved his scratching hand to his lower ribs and scratched
[Aeolus] [5616] I could ask him perhaps about how to pronounce that VOGLIO. But
[Aeolus] [5630] A typesetter brought him a limp galleypage. He began to check it
[Aeolus] [5638] Want to be sure of his spelling. Proof fever. Martin Cunningham
[Aeolus] [5639] forgot to give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning. It is amusing to
[Aeolus] [5646] to have said something about an old hat or something. No. I could have
[Aeolus] [5651] human the way it sllt to call attention. Doing its level best to speak.
[Aeolus] [5652] That door too sllt creaking, asking to be shut. Everything speaks in its
[Aeolus] [5661] --Wait. Where's the archbishop's letter? It's to be repeated in the
[Aeolus] [5672] Mr Bloom took up his cutting. Time to get out.
[Aeolus] [5681] Three months' renewal. Want to get some wind off my chest first. Try
[Aeolus] [5701] He stayed in his walk to watch a typesetter neatly distributing type.
[Aeolus] [5704] backwards with his finger to me. Pessach. Next year in Jerusalem. Dear, O
[Aeolus] [5710] dog kills the cat. Sounds a bit silly till you come to look into it well.
[Aeolus] [5713] to see with his fingers.
[Aeolus] [5716] to the landing. Now am I going to tram it out all the way and then catch
[Aeolus] [5729] He took out his handkerchief to dab his nose. Citronlemon? Ah, the
[Aeolus] [5735] something I forgot. Just to see: before: dressing. No. Here. No.
[Aeolus] [5738] who that is. What's up? Pop in a minute to phone. Ned Lambert it is.
[Aeolus] [5746] --The ghost walks, professor MacHugh murmured softly, biscuitfully to
[Aeolus] [5771] on the fireplace and to the window, and Marathon looked on the sea.
[Aeolus] [5773] --That will do, professor MacHugh cried from the window. I don't want to
[Aeolus] [5777] hungered, made ready to nibble the biscuit in his other hand.
[Aeolus] [5783] this long time perhaps. Living to spite them. Might go first himself.
[Aeolus] [5796] SHORT BUT TO THE POINT
[Aeolus] [5810] --But listen to this, he said.
[Aeolus] [5837] Cleverest fellow at the junior bar he used to be. Decline, poor chap.
[Aeolus] [5845] --Is the editor to be seen? J. J. O'Molloy asked, looking towards the
[Aeolus] [5848] --Very much so, professor MacHugh said. To be seen and heard. He's in
[Aeolus] [5851] J. J. O'Molloy strolled to the sloping desk and began to turn back the
[Aeolus] [5855] of honour. Reaping the whirlwind. Used to get good retainers from D. and
[Aeolus] [5856] T. Fitzgerald. Their wigs to show the grey matter. Brains on their sleeve
[Aeolus] [5861] breath. Wouldn't know which to believe. One story good till you hear the
[Aeolus] [5865] --Ah, listen to this for God' sake, Ned Lambert pleaded. OR AGAIN IF WE
[Aeolus] [5871] --PEAKS, Ned Lambert went on, TOWERING HIGH ON HIGH, TO BATHE OUR SOULS,
[Aeolus] [5892] --O! Mr Dedalus cried, giving vent to a hopeless groan. Shite and onions!
[Aeolus] [5908] All very fine to jeer at it now in cold print but it goes down like hot
[Aeolus] [5910] him Doughy Daw. Feathered his nest well anyhow. Daughter engaged to that
[Aeolus] [5941] --North Cork militia! the editor cried, striding to the mantelpiece. We
[Aeolus] [5951] Passing out he whispered to J. J. O'Molloy:
[Aeolus] [5972] --Just a moment, Mr Crawford, he said. I just want to phone about an ad.
[Aeolus] [5977] to the editor and laying a firm hand on his shoulder.
[Aeolus] [5998] He tossed the tissues on to the table.
[Aeolus] [6008] blue scrawls and under the table came to earth.
[Aeolus] [6015] Lenehan began to paw the tissues up from the floor, grunting as he
[Aeolus] [6021] He pointed to two faces peering in round the doorframe.
[Aeolus] [6027] He hustled the boy out and banged the door to.
[Aeolus] [6034] the boss ...? Yes, TELEGRAPH ... To where? Aha! Which auction rooms? ...
[Aeolus] [6058] He went to the door and, holding it ajar, paused. J. J. O'Molloy
[Aeolus] [6071] --I'm just running round to Bachelor's walk, Mr Bloom said, about this ad
[Aeolus] [6072] of Keyes's. Want to fix it up. They tell me he's round there in Dillon's.
[Aeolus] [6089] --Show. Where? Lenehan cried, running to the window.
[Aeolus] [6103] He began to mazurka in swift caricature across the floor on sliding
[Aeolus] [6104] feet past the fireplace to J. J. O'Molloy who placed the tissues in his
[Aeolus] [6110] --Who? the professor said, turning. They're gone round to the Oval for a
[Aeolus] [6121] --Seems to be, J. J. O'Molloy said, taking out a cigarettecase in
[Aeolus] [6129] He offered a cigarette to the professor and took one himself. Lenehan
[Aeolus] [6171] The Jews in the wilderness and on the mountaintop said: IT IS MEET TO BE
[Aeolus] [6172] HERE. LET US BUILD AN ALTAR TO JEHOVAH. The Roman, like the Englishman who
[Aeolus] [6173] follows in his footsteps, brought to every new shore on which he set his
[Aeolus] [6175] about him in his toga and he said: IT IS MEET TO BE HERE. LET US CONSTRUCT
[Aeolus] [6179] as we read in the first chapter of Guinness's, were partial to the running
[Aeolus] [6208] Lenehan said to all:
[Aeolus] [6213] Stephen handed over the typed sheets, pointing to the title and signature.
[Aeolus] [6227] MOUTH TO MY MOUTH.
[Aeolus] [6230] --Good day, Stephen, the professor said, coming to peer over their
[Aeolus] [6240] Garrett Deasy asked me to ...
[Aeolus] [6255] von Tirconnell in Ireland. Sent his heir over to make the king an Austrian
[Aeolus] [6256] fieldmarshal now. Going to be trouble there one day. Wild geese. O yes,
[Aeolus] [6276] --We were always loyal to lost causes, the professor said. Success for us
[Aeolus] [6278] to the successful. We serve them. I teach the blatant Latin language. I
[Aeolus] [6291] and the Saxon know not. KYRIE! The radiance of the intellect. I ought to
[Aeolus] [6297] by an oracle, made a last attempt to retrieve the fortunes of Greece.
[Aeolus] [6298] Loyal to a lost cause.
[Aeolus] [6302] --They went forth to battle, Mr O'Madden Burke said greyly, but they
[Aeolus] [6305] --Boohoo! Lenehan wept with a little noise. Owing to a brick received in
[Aeolus] [6343] Lenehan, rising to tiptoe, fanned his face rapidly with the rustling
[Aeolus] [6383] --I want you to write something for me, he said. Something with a bite in
[Aeolus] [6395] Stephen raised his eyes to the bold unheeding stare.
[Aeolus] [6404] Wait a minute. We'll paralyse Europe as Ignatius Gallaher used to say when
[Aeolus] [6411] He pushed past them to the files.
[Aeolus] [6467] --F to P is the route Skin-the-Goat drove the car for an alibi, Inchicore,
[Aeolus] [6471] The professor came to the inner door.
[Aeolus] [6475] --Tell him go to hell, the editor said promptly. X is Davy's publichouse,
[Aeolus] [6484] --Gave it to them on a hot plate, Myles Crawford said, the whole bloody
[Aeolus] [6493] Lenehan bowed to a shape of air, announcing:
[Aeolus] [6500] up. Then Paddy Hooper worked Tay Pay who took him on to the STAR.
[Aeolus] [6513] --Clamn dever, Lenehan said to Mr O'Madden Burke.
[Aeolus] [6523] through the park to see all the trees that were blown down by that cyclone
[Aeolus] [6524] last year and thought she'd buy a view of Dublin. And it turned out to be
[Aeolus] [6533] His mouth continued to twitch unspeaking in nervous curls of disdain.
[Aeolus] [6571] guttersheet not to mention PADDY KELLY'S BUDGET, PUE'S OCCURRENCES and our
[Aeolus] [6591] J. J. O'Molloy turned to Stephen and said quietly and slowly:
[Aeolus] [6593] --One of the most polished periods I think I ever listened to in my life
[Aeolus] [6638] DESERVES TO LIVE.
[Aeolus] [6649] He took a cigarette from the case. J. J. O'Molloy offered his case to
[Aeolus] [6659] --Professor Magennis was speaking to me about you, J. J. O'Molloy said to
[Aeolus] [6663] that you came to him in the small hours of the morning to ask him about
[Aeolus] [6694] He closed his long thin lips an instant but, eager to be on, raised an
[Aeolus] [6695] outspanned hand to his spectacles and, with trembling thumb and
[Aeolus] [6696] ringfinger touching lightly the black rims, steadied them to a new focus.
[Aeolus] [6711] Stephen's face and then bent at once to the ground, seeking. His unglazed
[Aeolus] [6715] --When Fitzgibbon's speech had ended John F Taylor rose to reply.
[Aeolus] [6716] Briefly, as well as I can bring them to mind, his words were these.
[Aeolus] [6719] Witless shellfish swam in the gross lenses to and fro, seeking outlet.
[Aeolus] [6730] His listeners held their cigarettes poised to hear, their smokes
[Aeolus] [6743] It was revealed to me that those things are good which yet are
[Aeolus] [6799] The tribune's words, howled and scattered to the four winds. A people
[Aeolus] [6813] say ay, Lenehan announced. The contrary no. I declare it carried. To which
[Aeolus] [6818] --We will sternly refuse to partake of strong waters, will we not? Yes,
[Aeolus] [6840] J. J. O'Molloy, about to follow him in, said quietly to Stephen:
[Aeolus] [6842] --I hope you will live to see it published. Myles, one moment.
[Aeolus] [6855] Dublin. I have much, much to learn.
[Aeolus] [6857] They turned to the left along Abbey street.
[Aeolus] [6861] --Yes? the professor said, skipping to get into step. Crawford will
[Aeolus] [6887] --They want to see the views of Dublin from the top of Nelson's pillar.
[Aeolus] [6892] umbrellas for fear it may come on to rain.
[Aeolus] [6903] the foot of Nelson's pillar to take off the thirst of the brawn. They give
[Aeolus] [6904] two threepenny bits to the gentleman at the turnstile and begin to waddle
[Aeolus] [6907] God and the Blessed Virgin, threatening to come down, peeping at the
[Aeolus] [6908] airslits. Glory be to God. They had no idea it was that high.
[Aeolus] [6927] He set off again to walk by Stephen's side.
[Aeolus] [6956] But he wants a par to call attention in the TELEGRAPH too, the Saturday
[Aeolus] [6958] Nannetti from the KILKENNY PEOPLE. I can have access to it in the national
[Aeolus] [6988] While Mr Bloom stood weighing the point and about to smile he strode
[Aeolus] [6995] --NULLA BONA, Jack, he said, raising his hand to his chin. I'm up to
[Aeolus] [6996] here. I've been through the hoop myself. I was looking for a fellow to
[Aeolus] [7005] fingers in the paper the bread was wrapped in they go nearer to the
[Aeolus] [7008] --Something for you, the professor explained to Myles Crawford. Two old
[Aeolus] [7021] dome, Adam and Eve's, saint Laurence O'Toole's. But it makes them giddy to
[Aeolus] [7043] tired to look up or down or to speak. They put the bag of plums between
[Aeolus] [7063] from Argive Helen and handed it to poor Penelope.
[Aeolus] [7067] They made ready to cross O'Connell street.
[Aeolus] [7094] --Call it, wait, the professor said, opening his long lips wide to
[Aeolus] [7105] gave him that idea, he added to J. J. O'Molloy.
[Lestrygonians] [7137] Bad for their tummies. Lozenge and comfit manufacturer to His Majesty
[Lestrygonians] [7143] Heart to heart talks.
[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] [7179] out of house and home. No families themselves to feed. Living on the fat
[Lestrygonians] [7180] of the land. Their butteries and larders. I'd like to see them do the
[Lestrygonians] [7193] it, I heard. Be interesting some day get a pass through Hancock to see the
[Lestrygonians] [7203] things. Knows how to tell a story too.
[Lestrygonians] [7242] down here sometimes to preen themselves. No accounting for tastes.
[Lestrygonians] [7243] Wonder what kind is swanmeat. Robinson Crusoe had to live on them.
[Lestrygonians] [7245] They wheeled flapping weakly. I'm not going to throw any more.
[Lestrygonians] [7258] Good idea that. Wonder if he pays rent to the corporation. How can
[Lestrygonians] [7261] of places are good for ads. That quack doctor for the clap used to be
[Lestrygonians] [7264] advertisement. Got fellows to stick them up or stick them up himself for
[Lestrygonians] [7265] that matter on the q. t. running in to loosen a button. Flybynight. Just
[Lestrygonians] [7291] thinking. Still, I don't know. She used to say Ben Dollard had a base
[Lestrygonians] [7293] into a barrel. Now, isn't that wit. They used to call him big Ben. Not
[Lestrygonians] [7308] to him about a transparent showcart with two smart girls sitting
[Lestrygonians] [7311] Everyone dying to know what she's writing. Get twenty of them round you
[Lestrygonians] [7318] I am hastening to purchase the only reliable inkeraser KANSELL,
[Lestrygonians] [7323] Very hard to bargain with that sort of a woman. I disturbed her at her
[Lestrygonians] [7324] devotions that morning. But glad to communicate with the outside world.
[Lestrygonians] [7346] like it. Fitted her like a glove, shoulders and hips. Just beginning to
[Lestrygonians] [7367] Windy night that was I went to fetch her there was that lodge meeting
[Lestrygonians] [7383] her. Always liked to let her self out. Sitting there after till near two
[Lestrygonians] [7409] Going to crop up all day, I foresee. Who's dead, when and what did
[Lestrygonians] [7426] --Sad to lose the old friends, Mrs Breen's womaneyes said melancholily.
[Lestrygonians] [7434] --O, don't be talking! she said. He's a caution to rattlesnakes. He's in
[Lestrygonians] [7440] Bloom's gullet. Want to make good pastry, butter, best flour, Demerara
[Lestrygonians] [7444] chained to the table.
[Lestrygonians] [7446] Opening her handbag, chipped leather. Hatpin: ought to have a
[Lestrygonians] [7456] Her hand ceased to rummage. Her eyes fixed themselves on him, wide
[Lestrygonians] [7484] --And now he's going round to Mr Menton's office. He's going to take an
[Lestrygonians] [7491] grapes to take the harm out of it. Shabby genteel. She used to be a tasty
[Lestrygonians] [7498] on the gusset of her dress: daub of sugary flour stuck to her cheek.
[Lestrygonians] [7513] --I just called to ask on the way in is she over it. She's in the lying-in
[Lestrygonians] [7516] --O, Mr Bloom said. I'm sorry to hear that.
[Lestrygonians] [7526] --I'm sorry to hear that, he said. Poor thing! Three days! That's terrible
[Lestrygonians] [7540] stick and an umbrella dangled to his stride.
[Lestrygonians] [7554] --There he is, she said. I must go after him. Goodbye. Remember me to
[Lestrygonians] [7561] hugging two heavy tomes to his ribs. Blown in from the bay. Like old
[Lestrygonians] [7562] times. He suffered her to overtake him without surprise and thrust his
[Lestrygonians] [7574] Wrote it for a lark in the Scotch house I bet anything. Round to Menton's
[Lestrygonians] [7578] Like to answer them all. Good system for criminals. Code. At their lunch
[Lestrygonians] [7579] now. Clerk with the glasses there doesn't know me. O, leave them there to
[Lestrygonians] [7581] lady typist to aid gentleman in literary work. I called you naughty
[Lestrygonians] [7585] Lizzie Twigg. My literary efforts have had the good fortune to meet with
[Lestrygonians] [7586] the approval of the eminent poet A. E. (Mr Geo. Russell). No time to do
[Lestrygonians] [7591] counter. Resp. girl (R.C.) wishes to hear of post in fruit or pork shop.
[Lestrygonians] [7600] First to the meet and in at the death. Strong as a brood mare some of
[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] [7612] few weeks after. Want to be a bull for her. Born courtesan. No nursery
[Lestrygonians] [7617] Eating with a stopwatch, thirtytwo chews to the minute. And still his
[Lestrygonians] [7618] muttonchop whiskers grew. Supposed to be well connected. Theodore's
[Lestrygonians] [7622] Poor thing! Then having to give the breast year after year all hours of
[Lestrygonians] [7631] to tap Tom Kernan.
[Lestrygonians] [7636] trying to butt its way out blindly, groping for the way out. Kill me that
[Lestrygonians] [7637] would. Lucky Molly got over hers lightly. They ought to invent something
[Lestrygonians] [7638] to stop that. Life with hard labour. Twilight sleep idea: queen Victoria
[Lestrygonians] [7642] silver effulgence. Flapdoodle to feed fools on. They could easily have big
[Lestrygonians] [7644] child born five quid at compound interest up to twentyone five per cent is
[Lestrygonians] [7646] system encourage people to put by money save hundred and ten and a bit
[Lestrygonians] [7647] twentyone years want to work it out on paper come to a tidy sum more than
[Lestrygonians] [7659] His first bow to the public. Head like a prize pumpkin. Snuffy Dr Murren.
[Lestrygonians] [7661] her throes. Then keep them waiting months for their fee. To attendance
[Lestrygonians] [7674] scattered, saluting, towards their beats. Let out to graze. Best moment to
[Lestrygonians] [7677] Bound for their troughs. Prepare to receive cavalry. Prepare to receive
[Lestrygonians] [7680] He crossed under Tommy Moore's roguish finger. They did right to
[Lestrygonians] [7681] put him up over a urinal: meeting of the waters. Ought to be places for
[Lestrygonians] [7684] to the very last. Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she?
[Lestrygonians] [7686] He gazed after the last broad tunic. Nasty customers to tackle. Jack
[Lestrygonians] [7692] clattering after us down Abbey street. Lucky I had the presence of mind to
[Lestrygonians] [7694] Must have cracked his skull on the cobblestones. I oughtn't to have got
[Lestrygonians] [7696] mortarboards. Looking for trouble. Still I got to know that young Dixon
[Lestrygonians] [7711] used to. Whether on the scaffold high.
[Lestrygonians] [7713] Never know who you're talking to. Corny Kelleher he has Harvey
[Lestrygonians] [7716] on to get in the know all the time drawing secret service pay from the
[Lestrygonians] [7718] courting slaveys. Easily twig a man used to uniform. Squarepushing up
[Lestrygonians] [7746] question. Have your daughters inveigling them to your house. Stuff them
[Lestrygonians] [7760] groaning to have a child tugged out of her. One born every second
[Lestrygonians] [7769] his notice to quit. They buy the place up with gold and still they
[Lestrygonians] [7793] uniform since he got the job. Charley Kavanagh used to come out on his
[Lestrygonians] [7798] there. His brother used men as pawns. Let them all go to pot. Afraid to
[Lestrygonians] [7809] the ends of the world have forgotten to come while the other speaks with a
[Lestrygonians] [7821] Holding forth. She's taking it all in. Not saying a word. To aid gentleman
[Lestrygonians] [7830] nutsteak? Nutarians. Fruitarians. To give you the idea you are eating
[Lestrygonians] [7851] guineas. Germans making their way everywhere. Sell on easy terms to
[Lestrygonians] [7855] Last year travelling to Ennis had to pick up that farmer's daughter's ba
[Lestrygonians] [7856] and hand it to her at Limerick junction. Unclaimed money too. There's a
[Lestrygonians] [7857] little watch up there on the roof of the bank to test those glasses by.
[Lestrygonians] [7863] hand at arm's length towards the sun. Wanted to try that often. Yes:
[Lestrygonians] [7870] Now that I come to think of it that ball falls at Greenwich time. It's
[Lestrygonians] [7872] some first Saturday of the month. If I could get an introduction to
[Lestrygonians] [7873] professor Joly or learn up something about his family. That would do to:
[Lestrygonians] [7875] proud to be descended from some king's mistress. His foremother. Lay it on
[Lestrygonians] [7877] what you know you're not to: what's parallax? Show this gentleman the
[Lestrygonians] [7882] His hand fell to his side again.
[Lestrygonians] [7904] M Coy said. They drink in order to say or do something or CHERCHEZ LA
[Lestrygonians] [7921] water in your hand. Would you go back to then? Just beginning then.
[Lestrygonians] [7923] Wants to sew on buttons for me. I must answer. Write it in the library.
[Lestrygonians] [7929] to the heels were in. Always gives a woman clumsy feet. Molly looks out of
[Lestrygonians] [7938] Pincushions. I'm a long time threatening to buy one. Sticking them all
[Lestrygonians] [7949] Useless to go back. Had to be. Tell me all.
[Lestrygonians] [7957] obscurely, he mutely craved to adore.
[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] [7994] galoptious. Saint Patrick converted him to Christianity. Couldn't swallow
[Lestrygonians] [8006] Couldn't eat a morsel here. Fellow sharpening knife and fork to eat
[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] [8033] Mr Bloom raised two fingers doubtfully to his lips. His eyes said:
[Lestrygonians] [8051] Suppose that communal kitchen years to come perhaps. All trotting
[Lestrygonians] [8052] down with porringers and tommycans to be filled. Devour contents in the
[Lestrygonians] [8070] onions mushrooms truffles. Pain to the animal too. Pluck and draw fowl.
[Lestrygonians] [8071] Wretched brutes there at the cattlemarket waiting for the poleaxe to split
[Lestrygonians] [8104] Ought to be tough from exercise. His wives in a row to watch the effect.
[Lestrygonians] [8134] Look at his mouth. Could whistle in his own ear. Flap ears to match.
[Lestrygonians] [8163] --Ay, now I remember, Nosey Flynn said, putting his hand in his pocket to
[Lestrygonians] [8176] He smellsipped the cordial juice and, bidding his throat strongly to
[Lestrygonians] [8227] Epsom. Morny Cannon is riding him. I could have got seven to one against
[Lestrygonians] [8238] Bad luck to big Ben Dollard and his John O'Gaunt. He put me off it. Ay.
[Lestrygonians] [8268] a clot of phlegm. Filthy shells. Devil to open them too. Who found them
[Lestrygonians] [8276] was it Otto one of those Habsburgs? Or who was it used to eat the scruff
[Lestrygonians] [8278] others copy to be in the fashion. Milly too rock oil and flour. Raw
[Lestrygonians] [8280] sea to keep up the price. Cheap no-one would buy. Caviare. Do the grand.
[Lestrygonians] [8282] The ELITE. CREME DE LA CREME. They want special dishes to pretend
[Lestrygonians] [8285] butcher, right to venisons of the forest from his ex. Send him back the
[Lestrygonians] [8288] DUCHESSE DE PARME. Just as well to write it on the bill of fare so you
[Lestrygonians] [8293] tempt you to a little more filleted lemon sole, miss Dubedat? Yes, do
[Lestrygonians] [8305] grapes of Burgundy. Sun's heat it is. Seems to a secret touch telling me
[Lestrygonians] [8332] naked goddesses. Aids to digestion. They don't care what man looks. All
[Lestrygonians] [8333] to see. Never speaking. I mean to say to fellows like Flynn. Suppose she
[Lestrygonians] [8340] earth, food: have to feed it like stoking an engine. They have no. Never
[Lestrygonians] [8344] Dribbling a quiet message from his bladder came to go to do not to do
[Lestrygonians] [8345] there to do. A man and ready he drained his glass to the lees and walked,
[Lestrygonians] [8346] to men too they gave themselves, manly conscious, lay with men lovers, a
[Lestrygonians] [8347] youth enjoyed her, to the yard.
[Lestrygonians] [8356] --I know him well to see, Davy Byrne said. Is he in trouble?
[Lestrygonians] [8372] to his better half. She's well nourished, I tell you. Plovers on toast.
[Lestrygonians] [8396] --O, it's a fine order, Nosey Flynn said. They stick to you when you're
[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] [8404] --There was one woman, Nosey Flynn said, hid herself in a clock to find
[Lestrygonians] [8416] you weren't there. If you ask him to have a drink first thing he does he
[Lestrygonians] [8417] outs with the watch to see what he ought to imbibe. Declare to God he
[Lestrygonians] [8422] --He's not too bad, Nosey Flynn said, snuffling it up. He's been known to
[Lestrygonians] [8423] put his hand down too to help a fellow. Give the devil his due. O, Bloom
[Lestrygonians] [8454] For answer Tom Rochford pressed his hand to his breastbone and hiccupped.
[Lestrygonians] [8462] --Lord love a duck, he said. Look at what I'm standing drinks to! Cold
[Lestrygonians] [8479] --Say nothing! Bantam Lyons winked. I'm going to plunge five bob on my
[Lestrygonians] [8482] --Tell us if you're worth your salt and be damned to you, Paddy Leonard
[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] [8509] Wasting time explaining it to Flynn's mouth. Lean people long mouths.
[Lestrygonians] [8510] Ought to be a hall or a place where inventors could go in and invent
[Lestrygonians] [8528] intestines like pipes. But the poor buffer would have to stand all the
[Lestrygonians] [8537] TO COME TO SUPPER TONIGHT,
[Lestrygonians] [8543] Keyes: two months if I get Nannetti to. That'll be two pounds ten about
[Lestrygonians] [8561] OF ROME? BIRDS' NEST. Women run him. They say they used to give pauper
[Lestrygonians] [8562] children soup to change to protestants in the time of the potato blight.
[Lestrygonians] [8563] Society over the way papa went to for the conversion of poor jews. Same
[Lestrygonians] [8567] tram in sight. Wants to cross.
[Lestrygonians] [8569] --Do you want to cross? Mr Bloom asked.
[Lestrygonians] [8575] Do you want to cross? There's nothing in the way.
[Lestrygonians] [8577] The cane moved out trembling to the left. Mr Bloom's eye followed its
[Lestrygonians] [8583] across. Do you want to go to Molesworth street?
[Lestrygonians] [8589] He touched the thin elbow gently: then took the limp seeing hand to guide
[Lestrygonians] [8592] Say something to him. Better not do the condescending. They mistrust what
[Lestrygonians] [8600] for him. Have to be spoonfed first. Like a child's hand, his hand. Like
[Lestrygonians] [8609] --Right now? First turn to the left.
[Lestrygonians] [8621] going in to be a priest.
[Lestrygonians] [8625] Look at all the things they can learn to do. Read with their fingers.
[Lestrygonians] [8629] ought to help. Workbasket I could buy for Molly's birthday. Hates sewing.
[Lestrygonians] [8640] all on. Must be strange not to see her. Kind of a form in his mind's eye.
[Lestrygonians] [8654] street. Perhaps to Levenston's dancing academy piano. Might be settling
[Lestrygonians] [8659] belly. But I know it's whitey yellow. Want to try in the dark to see.
[Lestrygonians] [8661] He withdrew his hand and pulled his dress to.
[Lestrygonians] [8668] dear, dear. Pity, of course: but somehow you can't cotton on to them
[Lestrygonians] [8674] I sentenced him to ten years. I suppose he'd turn up his nose at that
[Lestrygonians] [8678] manufacturing crime. Sends them to the rightabout. The devil on
[Lestrygonians] [8686] there: Ballsbridge. Drop in on Keyes. No use sticking to him like a
[Lestrygonians] [8687] leech. Wear out my welcome. Sure to know someone on the gate.
[Lestrygonians] [8689] Mr Bloom came to Kildare street. First I must. Library.
[Lestrygonians] [8693] His heart quopped softly. To the right. Museum. Goddesses. He swerved to
[Lestrygonians] [8731] lotion have to call tepid paper stuck. Ah soap there I yes. Gate.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8739] Urbane, to comfort them, the quaker librarian purred:
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8751] --Directly, said he, creaking to go, albeit lingering. The beautiful
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8752] ineffectual dreamer who comes to grief against hard facts. One always
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8756] he gave his large ear all to the attendant's words: heard them: and was
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8765] elder's gall, to write PARADISE LOST at your dictation? THE SORROWS OF
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8778] --I feel you would need one more for HAMLET. Seven is dear to the mystic
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8781] Glittereyed his rufous skull close to his greencapped desklamp sought the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8793] Cranly's eleven true Wicklowmen to free their sireland. Gaptoothed
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8795] one more to hail him: AVE, RABBI: the Tinahely twelve. In the shadow of
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8803] --Our young Irish bards, John Eglinton censured, have yet to create a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8809] Clergymen's discussions of the historicity of Jesus. Art has to reveal to
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8835] secret to adepts. Brothers of the great white lodge always watching to
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8837] born of an ensouled virgin, repentant sophia, departed to the plane of
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8842] O, fie! Out on't! PFUITEUFEL! You naughtn't to look, missus, so you
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8854] --Upon my word it makes my blood boil to hear anyone compare Aristotle
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8862] peripatetic. Space: what you damn well have to see. Through spaces
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8865] Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8874] you know, about Hyde's LOVESONGS OF CONNACHT. I couldn't bring him in to
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8875] hear the discussion. He's gone to Gill's to buy it.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8879] TO GREET THE CALLOUS PUBLIC.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8884] --The peatsmoke is going to his head, John Eglinton opined.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8895] of corruption in Mallarme but the desirable life is revealed only to the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8898] From these words Mr Best turned an unoffending face to Stephen.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8901] poems Stephen MacKenna used to read to me in Paris. The one about HAMLET.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8915] He repeated to John Eglinton's newgathered frown:
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8932] who art in purgatory. Khaki Hamlets don't hesitate to shoot. The
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8945] Best's behoof. Like the fat boy in Pickwick he wants to make our flesh
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8961] lies from virgin Dublin. Who is the ghost from LIMBO PATRUM, returning to
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8964] John Eglinton shifted his spare body, leaning back to judge.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8977] the swanmews along the riverbank. But he does not stay to feed the pen
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8981] Composition of place. Ignatius Loyola, make haste to help me!
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8987] order to play the part of the spectre. He speaks the words to Burbage,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8993] bidding him list. To a son he speaks, the son of his soul, the prince,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8994] young Hamlet and to the son of his body, Hamnet Shakespeare, who has died
[Scylla and Charybdis] [8999] to his own son's name (had Hamnet Shakespeare lived he would have been
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9000] prince Hamlet's twin), is it possible, I want to know, or probable that
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9010] --Interesting only to the parish clerk. I mean, we have the plays. I mean
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9011] when we read the poetry of KING LEAR what is it to us how the poet lived?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9016] Mr Best's face, appealed to, agreed.
[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] [9063] --Do you mean to fly in the face of the tradition of three centuries?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9069] his children and she laid pennies on his eyes to keep his eyelids closed
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9086] Portals of discovery opened to let in the quaker librarian,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9093] --Dialectic, Stephen answered: and from his mother how to bring thoughts
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9100] to be forgetting her as Shakespeare himself forgot her.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9102] His look went from brooder's beard to carper's skull, to remind, to chide
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9103] them not unkindly, then to the baldpink lollard costard, guiltless though
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9107] He carried a memory in his wallet as he trudged to Romeville whistling
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9109] know where to place poor Wat, sitting in his form, the cry of hounds, the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9115] to lie withal? Good: he left her and gained the world of men. But his
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9117] them by males. He chose badly? He was chosen, it seems to me. If others
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9118] have their will Ann hath a way. By cock, she was to blame. She put the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9120] the boy Adonis, stooping to conquer, as prologue to the swelling act, is
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9158] to pawn. Crosslegged under an umbrel umbershoot he thrones an Aztec
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9171] --They say we are to have a literary surprise, the quaker librarian said,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9192] VASE. Did he? I hope you'll be able to come tonight. Malachi Mulligan is
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9193] coming too. Moore asked him to bring Haines. Did you hear Miss Mitchell's
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9196] national epic has yet to be written, Dr Sigerson says. Moore is the man
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9207] so kind as to give the letter to Mr Norman ...
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9216] Synge has promised me an article for DANA too. Are we going to be read? I
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9226] He creaked to and fro, tiptoing up nearer heaven by the altitude of a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9229] --Is it your view, then, that she was not faithful to the poet?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9240] to him, tender people, a whore of Babylon, ladies of justices, bully
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9254] Here he ponders things that were not: what Caesar would have lived to do
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9264] death is in them, to tell me in my ear a maudlin tale, urge me to wreak
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9282] may as well warn you that if you want to shake my belief that Shakespeare
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9292] day to day, their molecules shuttled to and fro, so does the artist weave
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9298] and that which in possibility I may come to be. So in the future, the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9310] --That mole is the last to go, Stephen said, laughing.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9325] --If you want to know what are the events which cast their shadow over
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9327] look to see when and how the shadow lifts. What softens the heart of a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9337] to the town.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9345] HOW MANY MILES TO DUBLIN?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9357] that which was lost. What was lost is given back to him: his daughter's
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9367] Do you know what you are talking about? Love, yes. Word known to all men.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9370] --His own image to a man with that queer thing genius is the standard of
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9373] grotesque attempts of nature to foretell or to repeat himself.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9378] public. And we ought to mention another Irish commentator, Mr George
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9384] with--what shall I say?--our notions of what ought not to have been.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9393] Magee likes to quote. Beware of what you wish for in youth because you
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9394] will get it in middle life. Why does he send to one who is a BUONAROBA, a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9396] lordling to woo for him? He was himself a lord of language and had made
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9403] ableeding. If the shrew is worsted yet there remains to her woman's
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9412] porch of a sleeping ear. But those who are done to death in sleep cannot
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9414] with that knowledge in the life to come. The poisoning and the beast with
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9419] bluecircled ivory globes to Imogen's breast, bare, with its mole
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9420] cinquespotted. He goes back, weary of the creation he has piled up to
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9449] stripped and whipped, was nailed like bat to barndoor, starved on
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9452] Own Self but yet shall come in the latter day to doom the quick and dead
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9468] --Shakespeare? he said. I seem to know the name.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9472] --To be sure, he said, remembering brightly. The chap that writes like
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9475] Mr Best turned to him.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9478] the D. B. C. He's gone to Gill's to buy Hyde's LOVESONGS OF CONNACHT.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9485] held that the prince was a woman. Has no-one made him out to be an
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9536] is going to call on your unsubstantial father. Telegram! Malachi
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9551] --And we to be there, mavrone, and you to be unbeknownst sending us your
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9552] conglomerations the way we to have our tongues out a yard long like the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9559] --The tramper Synge is looking for you, he said, to murder you. He heard
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9560] you pissed on his halldoor in Glasthule. He's out in pampooties to murder
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9563] --Me! Stephen exclaimed. That was your contribution to literature.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9565] Buck Mulligan gleefully bent back, laughing to the dark eavesdropping
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9583] offering a card. From the FREEMAN. He wants to see the files of the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9597] --This gentleman? FREEMAN'S JOURNAL? KILKENNY PEOPLE? To be sure. Good
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9607] Voluble, dutiful, he led the way to all the provincial papers, a bowing
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9621] museum where I went to hail the foamborn Aphrodite. The Greek mouth that
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9622] has never been twisted in prayer. Every day we must do homage to her.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9625] Suddenly he turned to Stephen:
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9632] --We want to hear more, John Eglinton decided with Mr Best's approval. We
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9633] begin to be interested in Mrs S. Till now we had thought of her, if at
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9638] whom a score of heroes slept, and handed it to poor Penelope. Twenty
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9640] equal to that of the lord chancellor of Ireland. His life was rich. His
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9646] to vie with her of Sheba. Twenty years he dallied there between conjugial
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9649] to her bed after she had seen him in RICHARD III and how Shakespeare,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9691] --It seems so, Stephen said, when he wants to do for him, and for all
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9693] stallion. Maybe, like Socrates, he had a midwife to mother as he had a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9694] shrew to wife. But she, the giglot wanton, did not break a bedvow. Two
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9707] to go, Joan, her four brothers, Judith, her husband and all her sons,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9708] Susan, her husband too, while Susan's daughter, Elizabeth, to use
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9712] London to pay a debt she had to borrow forty shillings from her father's
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9714] commended her to posterity.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9718] To whom thus Eglinton:
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9723] She was entitled to her widow's dower
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9733] As I believe, to name her
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9753] --ORA PRO NOBIS, Monk Mulligan groaned, sinking to a chair.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9765] wise and curious way to an avarice of the emotions. He means that the
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9766] love so given to one near in blood is covetously withheld from some
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9768] avarice, are of all races the most given to intermarriage. Accusations
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9773] to what he calls his rights over what he calls his debts will hold
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9774] tightly also to what he calls his rights over her whom he calls his wife.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9784] --The will to live, John Eglinton philosophised, for poor Ann, Will's
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9785] widow, is the will to die.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9790] WHAT OF ALL THE WILL TO DO?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9799] slept it skills not to ask) and heard she had a soul. She read or had
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9800] read to her his chapbooks preferring them to the MERRY WIVES and, loosing
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9807] --History shows that to be true, INQUIT EGLINTONUS CHRONOLOLOGOS. The
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9817] to see you. Me? Says he's your father, sir. Give me my Wordsworth. Enter
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9824] Hurrying to her squalid deathlair from gay Paris on the quayside I
[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] [9839] apostolic succession, from only begetter to only begotten. On that
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9841] to the mob of Europe the church is founded and founded irremovably
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9854] Are you condemned to do this?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9925] BEST: That is my name, Richard, don't you know. I hope you are going to
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9933] To his comrade medical Davy ...
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9940] BEST: I hope Edmund is going to catch it. I don't want Richard, my
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9951] dear to him, as dear as the coat and crest he toadied for, on a bend
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9970] Wait to be wooed and won. Ay, meacock. Who will woo you?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9981] What more's to speak?
[Scylla and Charybdis] [9997] Mr Best eagerquietly lifted his book to say:
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10008] --I should like to know, he said, which brother you ... I understand you
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10009] to suggest there was misconduct with one of the brothers ... But
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10024] --Come, he said. Let us hear what you have to say of Richard and
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10027] --In asking you to remember those two noble kinsmen nuncle Richie and
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10035] mock to try you. Act. Be acted on.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10045] Richard, a whoreson crookback, misbegotten, makes love to a widowed
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10051] figures lifted out of Sidney's ARCADIA and spatchcocked on to a Celtic
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10060] usurping or the adulterous brother or all three in one is to Shakespeare,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10070] will and left in him a strong inclination to evil. The words are
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10074] under which her four bones are not to be laid. Age has not withered it.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10080] He laughed to free his mind from his mind's bondage.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10102] a life of absence to that spot of earth where he was born, where he has
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10108] sorrow for the dead is the only husband from whom they refuse to be
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10111] the bad man taken off by poetic justice to the place where the bad niggers
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10115] TONIGHT IT IS TO JUDAS HIS STEPS WILL TEND. Every life is many days,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10131] --May I? he said. The Lord has spoken to Malachi.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10133] He began to scribble on a slip of paper.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10145] --You are a delusion, said roundly John Eglinton to Stephen. You have
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10146] brought us all this way to show us a French triangle. Do you believe your
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10151] --Are you going to write it? Mr Best asked. You ought to make it a
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10160] is hidden in the Stratford monument. He is going to visit the present
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10161] duke, Piper says, and prove to him that his ancestor wrote the plays.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10162] It will come as a surprise to his grace. But he believes his theory.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10164] I believe, O Lord, help my unbelief. That is, help me to believe or help
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10165] me to unbelieve? Who helps to believe? EGOMEN. Who to unbelieve? Other
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10168] --You are the only contributor to DANA who asks for pieces of silver. Then
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10200] --Monsieur Moore, he said, lecturer on French letters to the youth of
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10246] He spluttered to the air:
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10248] --O, the chinless Chinaman! Chin Chon Eg Lin Ton. We went over to their
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10272] BEFORE MY THOUGHTS BEGIN TO RUN
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10276] THAT NEVER DARED TO SLAKE HIS DROUTH,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10278] BEING AFRAID TO MARRY ON EARTH
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10286] black to be like nature. Only crows, priests and English coal are black.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10292] the paper and then you go and slate her drivel to Jaysus. Couldn't you do
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10318] He turned a happy patch's smirk to Stephen, saying:
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10338] He laughed, lolling a to and fro head, walking on, followed by Stephen:
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10341] --O, the night in the Camden hall when the daughters of Erin had to lift
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10342] their skirts to step over you as you lay in your mulberrycoloured,
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10348] About to pass through the doorway, feeling one behind, he stood aside.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10352] must come to, ineluctably.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10364] after. A creamfruit melon he held to me. In. You will see.
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10367] see his eye? He looked upon you to lust after you. I fear thee, ancient
[Scylla and Charybdis] [10385] Cease to strive. Peace of the druid priests of Cymbeline: hierophantic:
[Wandering Rocks] [10398] watch in his interior pocket as he came down the presbytery steps. Five to
[Wandering Rocks] [10399] three. Just nice time to walk to Artane. What was that boy's name again?
[Wandering Rocks] [10400] Dignam. Yes. VERE DIGNUM ET IUSTUM EST. Brother Swan was the person to
[Wandering Rocks] [10410] Father Conmee crossed to Mountjoy square. He thought, but not for
[Wandering Rocks] [10420] Father Conmee was wonderfully well indeed. He would go to Buxton
[Wandering Rocks] [10422] Belvedere? Was that so? Father Conmee was very glad indeed to hear that.
[Wandering Rocks] [10423] And Mr Sheehy himself? Still in London. The house was still sitting, to be
[Wandering Rocks] [10425] probable that Father Bernard Vaughan would come again to preach. O,
[Wandering Rocks] [10428] Father Conmee was very glad to see the wife of Mr David Sheehy
[Wandering Rocks] [10429] M.P. Iooking so well and he begged to be remembered to Mr David Sheehy
[Wandering Rocks] [10447] O, lest he forget. That letter to father provincial.
[Wandering Rocks] [10453] little man? His name was Brunny Lynam. O, that was a very nice name to
[Wandering Rocks] [10456] Father Conmee gave a letter from his breast to Master Brunny Lynam
[Wandering Rocks] [10457] and pointed to the red pillarbox at the corner of Fitzgibbon street.
[Wandering Rocks] [10468] letter to father provincial into the mouth of the bright red letterbox.
[Wandering Rocks] [10480] Mrs M'Guinness, stately, silverhaired, bowed to Father Conmee from
[Wandering Rocks] [10484] A fine carriage she had. Like Mary, queen of Scots, something. And to
[Wandering Rocks] [10490] speak. The incumbent they called him. He felt it incumbent on him to say a
[Wandering Rocks] [10492] according to their lights.
[Wandering Rocks] [10496] important thoroughfare. Surely, there ought to be.
[Wandering Rocks] [10504] Conmee raised his hat to the Blessed Sacrament. Virtuous: but occasionally
[Wandering Rocks] [10510] Father Conmee began to walk along the North Strand road and was
[Wandering Rocks] [10516] continually happening. Unfortunate people to die like that, unprepared.
[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] [10538] Francis Xavier's church, upper Gardiner street, stepped on to an outward
[Wandering Rocks] [10542] C. C. of saint Agatha's church, north William street, on to Newcomen
[Wandering Rocks] [10546] tram for he disliked to traverse on foot the dingy way past Mud Island.
[Wandering Rocks] [10553] The solemnity of the occupants of the car seemed to Father Conmee
[Wandering Rocks] [10571] At Annesley bridge the tram halted and, when it was about to go, an
[Wandering Rocks] [10572] old woman rose suddenly from her place to alight. The conductor pulled
[Wandering Rocks] [10573] the bellstrap to stay the car for her. She passed out with her basket and
[Wandering Rocks] [10577] to be told twice BLESS YOU, MY CHILD, that they have been absolved, PRAY
[Wandering Rocks] [10589] NOMBRE DES ELUS, seemed to Father Conmee a reasonable plea. Those were
[Wandering Rocks] [10590] millions of human souls created by God in His Own likeness to whom the
[Wandering Rocks] [10592] God. It seemed to Father Conmee a pity that they should all be lost, a
[Wandering Rocks] [10601] Then came the call to arms and she was maid, wife and widow in one day.
[Wandering Rocks] [10624] fruit clusters. And the hands of a bride and of a bridegroom, noble to
[Wandering Rocks] [10630] curtseying to him with ample underleaves. The sky showed him a flock of
[Wandering Rocks] [10667] erect, went to it and, spinning it on its axle, viewed its shape and brass
[Wandering Rocks] [10668] furnishings. Chewing his blade of hay he laid the coffinlid by and came to
[Wandering Rocks] [10669] the doorway. There he tilted his hatbrim to give shade to his eyes and
[Wandering Rocks] [10678] Constable 57C, on his beat, stood to pass the time of day.
[Wandering Rocks] [10715] it into the cap held out to her. The sailor grumbled thanks, glanced
[Wandering Rocks] [10737] One of the urchins ran to it, picked it up and dropped it into the
[Wandering Rocks] [10765] --Bad cess to her big face! she cried.
[Wandering Rocks] [10767] Katey went to the range and peered with squinting eyes.
[Wandering Rocks] [10775] --Crickey, is there nothing for us to eat?
[Wandering Rocks] [10798] sitting opposite Boody, said quietly, as her fingertip lifted to her mouth
[Wandering Rocks] [10803] --Gone to meet father, Maggy said.
[Wandering Rocks] [10857] Blazes Boylan at the counter wrote and pushed the docket to her.
[Wandering Rocks] [10884] --May I say a word to your telephone, missy? he asked roguishly.
[Wandering Rocks] [10896] forms. They looked from Trinity to the blind columned porch of the bank
[Wandering Rocks] [10960] band tonight. If I could get that dressmaker to make a concertina skirt
[Wandering Rocks] [10962] swells never took his eyes off her. Hope to goodness he won't keep me here
[Wandering Rocks] [11000] O'Madden Burke is going to write something about it one of these days. The
[Wandering Rocks] [11012] --If you will be so kind then, the clergyman said, the next time to allow
[Wandering Rocks] [11030] --Yes, yes. Good afternoon, Mr Lambert. Very pleased to have met you.
[Wandering Rocks] [11034] He followed his guest to the outlet and then whirled his lath away
[Wandering Rocks] [11039] He stood to read the card in his hand.
[Wandering Rocks] [11052] --God! he cried. I forgot to tell him that one about the earl of Kildare
[Wandering Rocks] [11053] after he set fire to Cashel cathedral. You know that one? I'M BLOODY SORRY
[Wandering Rocks] [11064] He turned to J. J. O'Molloy and asked:
[Wandering Rocks] [11097] consolidated taxing office to Nisi Prius court Richie Goulding carrying
[Wandering Rocks] [11099] admiralty division of king's bench to the court of appeal an elderly
[Wandering Rocks] [11149] At the Dolphin they halted to allow the ambulance car to gallop past
[Wandering Rocks] [11152] --This way, he said, walking to the right. I want to pop into Lynam's to
[Wandering Rocks] [11164] gentle pushes of his toe from the path to the gutter. Fellow might damn
[Wandering Rocks] [11167] The gates of the drive opened wide to give egress to the viceregal
[Wandering Rocks] [11171] there going to back a bloody horse someone gave him that hasn't an
[Wandering Rocks] [11193] They crossed to the metal bridge and went along Wellington quay by
[Wandering Rocks] [11215] there. Lashings of stuff we put up: port wine and sherry and curacao to
[Wandering Rocks] [11242] --The lad stood to attention anyhow, he said with a sigh. She's a gamey
[Wandering Rocks] [11244] in the heavens to Chris Callinan and the jarvey: the great bear and
[Wandering Rocks] [11246] lost, so to speak, in the milky way. He knows them all, faith. At last she
[Wandering Rocks] [11273] butting with their skulls to get out of it. Child born every minute
[Wandering Rocks] [11286] mouth. He bent to make a bundle of the other books, hugged them against
[Wandering Rocks] [11370] Bang of the lastlap bell spurred the halfmile wheelmen to their sprint.
[Wandering Rocks] [11380] you trying to imitate your uncle John, the cornetplayer, head upon
[Wandering Rocks] [11411] taught you to be so saucy? Here.
[Wandering Rocks] [11422] me. Low blackguardism! I'm going to get rid of you. Wouldn't care if I
[Wandering Rocks] [11442] --Watch him, he said. It's instructive. I wonder will he allow us to talk.
[Wandering Rocks] [11446] --I'm going to show you a little trick, Mr Dedalus said. I'll leave you
[Wandering Rocks] [11465] He put the other coins in his pocket and started to walk on.
[Wandering Rocks] [11474] Mr Dedalus amid the din walked off, murmuring to himself with a
[Wandering Rocks] [11506] always someone to pick it up.
[Wandering Rocks] [11518] under three guineas. Fits me down to the ground. Some Kildare street club
[Wandering Rocks] [11540] drop of gin, that was. His frocktails winked in bright sunshine to his
[Wandering Rocks] [11558] knotted to the wheel. Damn dangerous thing. Some Tipperary bosthoon
[Wandering Rocks] [11567] Times of the troubles. Must ask Ned Lambert to lend me those
[Wandering Rocks] [11570] then. One of those fellows got his hand nailed to the table by a dagger.
[Wandering Rocks] [11619] standing from everlasting to everlasting.
[Wandering Rocks] [11626] powerhouse urged Stephen to be on. Beingless beings. Stop! Throb always
[Wandering Rocks] [11640] each to other his bulbous fists. And they are throbbing: heroes' hearts.
[Wandering Rocks] [11647] ARS. POCKET GUIDE TO KILLARNEY.
[Wandering Rocks] [11657] Who has passed here before me? How to soften chapped hands. Recipe for
[Wandering Rocks] [11658] white wine vinegar. How to win a woman's love. For me this. Say the
[Wandering Rocks] [11664] Salanka to all true believers divulged. As good as any other abbot's
[Wandering Rocks] [11691] --What did you buy that for? he asked. To learn French?
[Wandering Rocks] [11700] --Some, Dilly said. We had to.
[Wandering Rocks] [11726] two men prowling around the house trying to effect an entrance.
[Wandering Rocks] [11735] waiting for Ben Dollard. He's going to say a word to long John to get him
[Wandering Rocks] [11736] to take those two men off. All I want is a little time.
[Wandering Rocks] [11759] figure. Then, turning to Father Cowley with a nod, he muttered
[Wandering Rocks] [11772] --Bad luck to the jewman that made them, Ben Dollard said. Thanks be to
[Wandering Rocks] [11785] --That's the style, Mr Dedalus said, nodding to its drone.
[Wandering Rocks] [11789] He turned to both.
[Wandering Rocks] [11801] --Come along with me to the subsheriff's office, he said. I want to show
[Wandering Rocks] [11812] heavy shraums that clogged his eyes to hear aright.
[Wandering Rocks] [11828] He led Father Cowley boldly forward, linked to his bulk.
[Wandering Rocks] [11844] He signed to the waiting jarvey who chucked at the reins and set on
[Wandering Rocks] [11850] --Yes, Martin Cunningham said, fingering his beard. I wrote to Father
[Wandering Rocks] [11913] said with rich acrid utterance to the assistant town clerk.
[Wandering Rocks] [11915] Hell open to christians they were having, Jimmy Henry said pettishly,
[Wandering Rocks] [11916] about their damned Irish language. Where was the marshal, he wanted to
[Wandering Rocks] [11917] know, to keep order in the council chamber. And old Barlow the macebearer
[Wandering Rocks] [11925] Martin Cunningham spoke by turns, twirling the peak of his beard, to the
[Wandering Rocks] [11939] --Come on up, Martin Cunningham said to the subsheriff. I don't think you
[Wandering Rocks] [11944] --Decent little soul he was, Mr Power said to the stalwart back of long
[Wandering Rocks] [11972] his Panama to Haines:
[Wandering Rocks] [11984] claw went up again to his forehead whereat it rested. An instant after,
[Wandering Rocks] [11988] --I'll take a MELANGE, Haines said to the waitress.
[Wandering Rocks] [12007] Buck Mulligan's primrose waistcoat shook gaily to his laughter.
[Wandering Rocks] [12014] be likely to be. Such persons always have.
[Wandering Rocks] [12029] to unload her tray.
[Wandering Rocks] [12040] --Ten years, he said, chewing and laughing. He is going to write something
[Wandering Rocks] [12049] I don't want to be imposed on.
[Wandering Rocks] [12101] milliner, stopped him. He stood looking in at the two puckers stripped to
[Wandering Rocks] [12105] sovereigns. Gob, that'd be a good pucking match to see. Myler Keogh,
[Wandering Rocks] [12106] that's the chap sparring out to him with the green sash. Two bar entrance,
[Wandering Rocks] [12109] twentysecond. Sure, the blooming thing is all over. He turned to the right
[Wandering Rocks] [12123] and a swell pair of kicks on him and he listening to what the drunk was
[Wandering Rocks] [12128] Master Dignam walked along Nassau street, shifted the porksteaks to
[Wandering Rocks] [12131] to it. He met schoolboys with satchels. I'm not going tomorrow either,
[Wandering Rocks] [12137] fly walking over it up to his eye. The scrunch that was when they were
[Wandering Rocks] [12142] the men how to get it round the bend. A big coffin it was, and high and
[Wandering Rocks] [12144] on the landing there bawling out for his boots to go out to Tunney's for
[Wandering Rocks] [12145] to boose more and he looked butty and short in his shirt. Never see him
[Wandering Rocks] [12146] again. Death, that is. Pa is dead. My father is dead. He told me to be a
[Wandering Rocks] [12147] good son to ma. I couldn't hear the other things he said but I saw his
[Wandering Rocks] [12148] tongue and his teeth trying to say it better. Poor pa. That was Mr Dignam,
[Wandering Rocks] [12149] my father. I hope he's in purgatory now because he went to confession to
[Wandering Rocks] [12175] Patriotic Insurance Company, an elderly female about to enter changed
[Wandering Rocks] [12192] furniture van had to stop in front of her on account of its being the lord
[Wandering Rocks] [12202] doffed his cap to her. A charming SOUBRETTE, great Marie Kendall, with
[Wandering Rocks] [12216] in his ear the tidings. Understanding, he shifted his tomes to his left
[Wandering Rocks] [12218] agreeably surprised, made haste to reply. At Ponsonby's corner a jaded
[Wandering Rocks] [12224] and socks with skyblue clocks to the refrain of MY GIRL'S A YORKSHIRE
[Wandering Rocks] [12227] Blazes Boylan presented to the leaders' skyblue frontlets and high
[Wandering Rocks] [12229] of indigo serge. His hands in his jacket pockets forgot to salute but he
[Wandering Rocks] [12230] offered to the three ladies the bold admiration of his eyes and the red
[Wandering Rocks] [12232] drew the attention of his bowing consort to the programme of music which
[Wandering Rocks] [12254] Aloysius Dignam, waiting, saw salutes being given to the gent with the
[Wandering Rocks] [12256] porksteak paper. His collar too sprang up. The viceroy, on his way to
[Wandering Rocks] [12262] Stratton, his blub lips agrin, bade all comers welcome to Pembroke
[Wandering Rocks] [12264] an umbrella and a bag in which eleven cockles rolled to view with wonder
[Wandering Rocks] [12268] garden gate of the house said to have been admired by the late queen when
[Sirens] [12295] Tink cried to bronze in pity.
[Sirens] [12366] Fro. To, fro. A baton cool protruding.
[Sirens] [12420] She darted, bronze, to the backmost corner, flattening her face
[Sirens] [12446] The boots to them, them in the bar, them barmaids came. For them
[Sirens] [12451] Miss Kennedy with manners transposed the teatray down to an
[Sirens] [12462] --I'll complain to Mrs de Massey on you if I hear any more of your
[Sirens] [12481] waiting for their teas to draw. They pawed their blouses, both of black
[Sirens] [12482] satin, two and nine a yard, waiting for their teas to draw, and two and
[Sirens] [12495] Miss Douce halfstood to see her skin askance in the barmirror
[Sirens] [12499] --And leave it to my hands, she said.
[Sirens] [12527] Miss Kennedy unplugged her ears to hear, to speak: but said, but
[Sirens] [12551] under, come to me. God they believe she is: or goddess. Those today. I
[Sirens] [12562] to let freefly their laughter, screaming, your other, signals to each
[Sirens] [12574] --O greasy eyes! Imagine being married to a man like that! she cried. With
[Sirens] [12577] Douce gave full vent to a splendid yell, a full yell of full woman,
[Sirens] [12580] --Married to the greasy nose! she yelled.
[Sirens] [12583] each to peal after peal, ringing in changes, bronzegold, goldbronze,
[Sirens] [12584] shrilldeep, to laughter after laughter. And then laughed more. Greasy I
[Sirens] [12589] Married to Bloom, to greaseabloom.
[Sirens] [12653] --By Jove, he mused, I often wanted to see the Mourne mountains. Must be
[Sirens] [12669] Yes, Mr Bloom crossed bridge of Yessex. To Martha I must write. Buy paper.
[Sirens] [12692] No glance of Kennedy rewarding him he yet made overtures. To mind
[Sirens] [12693] her stops. To read only the black ones: round o and crooked ess.
[Sirens] [12703] He droned in vain. Miss Douce turned to her tea aside.
[Sirens] [12763] --So sad to look at his face, miss Douce condoled.
[Sirens] [12767] Tink to her pity cried a diner's bell. To the door of the bar and
[Sirens] [12776] indulgently her hand), soft pedalling, a triple of keys to see the
[Sirens] [12777] thicknesses of felt advancing, to hear the muffled hammerfall in action.
[Sirens] [12781] happy in your home? Flower to console me and a pin cuts lo. Means
[Sirens] [12789] Jingling on supple rubbers it jaunted from the bridge to Ormond
[Sirens] [12792] --Twopence, sir, the shopgirl dared to say.
[Sirens] [12799] go. Ternoon. Think you're the only pebble on the beach? Does that to all.
[Sirens] [12823] called to a voice to sing the strain of dewy morn, of youth, of love's
[Sirens] [12859] He touched to fair miss Kennedy a rim of his slanted straw. She
[Sirens] [12876] Hello. Where off to? Something to eat? I too was just. In here. What,
[Sirens] [12881] Miss Douce reached high to take a flagon, stretching her satin arm,
[Sirens] [12896] That is to say she. Neatly she poured slowsyrupy sloe.
[Sirens] [12921] and hummed and handed coins in change. Look to the west. A clack. For me.
[Sirens] [12942] -- ... TO FLORA'S LIPS DID HIE.
[Sirens] [12983] Boylan, eyed, eyed. Tossed to fat lips his chalice, drank off his chalice
[Sirens] [12997] --Wait a shake, begged Lenehan, drinking quickly. I wanted to tell you.
[Sirens] [13001] --Come on to blazes, said Blazes Boylan, going.
[Sirens] [13003] Lenehan gulped to go.
[Sirens] [13014] Bergan will speak to the long fellow. We'll put a barleystraw in that
[Sirens] [13073] He wandered back to the bar to the lost chord pipe. Bald Pat carried
[Sirens] [13081] Father Cowley blushed to his brilliant purply lobes. He saved the
[Sirens] [13087] remember? We had to search all Holles street to find them till the chap in
[Sirens] [13157] Roll of Bensoulbenjamin rolled to the quivery loveshivery roofpanes.
[Sirens] [13172] --Not to mention another membrane, Father Cowley added. Half time,
[Sirens] [13189] someone is. Ben Dollard's famous. Night he ran round to us to borrow a
[Sirens] [13198] Miss Douce, engaging, Lydia Douce, bowed to suave solicitor, George
[Sirens] [13200] (a lady's) hand to his firm clasp. Afternoon. Yes, she was back. To the
[Sirens] [13209] flowers, mitres of napkins. Pat to and fro. Bald Pat. Nothing to do. Best
[Sirens] [13212] Piano again. Cowley it is. Way he sits in to it, like one together,
[Sirens] [13217] Conductor's legs too, bagstrousers, jiggedy jiggedy. Do right to hide
[Sirens] [13237] sang to a dusty seascape there: A LAST FAREWELL. A headland, a ship, a
[Sirens] [13248] She waved, unhearing Cowley, her veil, to one departing, dear one, to
[Sirens] [13255] Mr Dedalus laid his pipe to rest beside the tuningfork and, sitting,
[Sirens] [13279] Sings too: DOWN AMONG THE DEAD MEN. Appropriate. Kidney pie. Sweets to
[Sirens] [13282] Fecking matches from counters to save. Then squander a sovereign in dribs
[Sirens] [13283] and drabs. And when he's wanted not a farthing. Screwed refusing to pay
[Sirens] [13309] vase. Order. Yes, I remember. Lovely air. In sleep she went to him.
[Sirens] [13311] back. Call name. Touch water. Jingle jaunty. Too late. She longed to go.
[Sirens] [13341] to sing to you of a heart bowed down.
[Sirens] [13345] to tankards two her pinnacles of gold.
[Sirens] [13357] endearing flow over skin limbs human heart soul spine. Bloom signed to