The fellows were practising long shies and bowling lobs and slow twisters. In the soft grey silence he could hear the bump of the balls: and from here and from there through the quiet air the sound of the cricket bats: pick, pack, pock, puck: like drops of water in a fountain falling softly in the brimming bowl.
1916 A Portrait of the Artist as aYoung Man.
His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all theliving and the dead.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
The snot green sea. The scrotum tightening sea.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
LawnTennyson, gentleman poet.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
Come forth, Lazarus! And he came fifth and lost the job.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
A woman loses a charm with every pin she takes out.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
Her crocus dress she wore, lowcut, belongings on show.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
That ideal reader suffering from an ideal insomnia.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
All moanday, tearsday, wailsday, thumpsday, frightday, shatterday till the fear of the Law.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked looking-glass of a servant.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
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