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the porter's up in him

So I saw there was going to be a bit of a dust Bob’s a queer chap when the porter’s up in him so says I just to make talk: –How’s Willy Murray those times, Alf?

James Joyce, Ulysses



A perfect quiet, a winter stillness,

The vicarious thrill of Christmas

An impossible beauty plain to see

In this potential darkness.

Wine warms my stomach… 178 more words


Ulysses By Alfred, Lord Tennyson

It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Match’d with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race, 542 more words

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a kick in the ribs

The bloody mongrel began to growl that’d put the fear of God in you seeing something was up but the citizen gave him a kick in the ribs.

James Joyce, Ulysses


Reverse-Reading: Beautiful, Fierce, Unkempt

There are lots of ways to read Joyce.

Here’s one: Start by reading Finnegans Wake, and when that’s done, read Ulysses, then A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man… 3,793 more words

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this blasted rag

–For the old woman of Prince’s street, says the citizen, the subsidised organ. The pledgebound party on the floor of the house. And look at this blasted rag, says he. 44 more words


A Drakon's Day

After Ulysses reluctantly raised the ships sails, the damaged boat sailed out and above of the Underworld. The moonlight glowed directing them through the ferocious churning waters. 1,002 more words