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TOC Outline
- Cover
- Title page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Table of Contents
- About the Author
- Preface
- I. DUBLINERS
- The Sisters1
- An Encounter
- Araby
- Eveline
- After the Race
- Two Gallants
- A Little Cloud
- Counterparts
- A Painful Case
- Ivy Day in the Committee Room
- A Mother
- Grace
- The Dead
- II. A PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST AS A YOUNG MAN
- Portrait, Chapter 1
- Portrait, Chapter 2
- Portrait, Chapter 3
- Portrait, Chapter 4
- Portrait, Chapter 5
- III. ULYSSES
- 1. ‘Telemachus’
- 2. ‘Nestor’
- 3. ‘Proteus’
- 4. ‘Calypso’
- 5. ‘Lotus-Eaters’
- 6. ‘Hades’
- 7. ‘Aeolus’
- 8. ‘Lestrygonians’
- 9. ‘Scylla and Charybdis’
- 10. ‘Wandering Rocks’
- 11. ‘Sirens’
- 12. ‘Cyclops’
- 13. ‘Nausicaa’
- 14. ‘Oxen of the Sun’
- 15. ‘Circe’
- 16. ‘Eumaeus’
- 17. ‘Ithaca’
- 18. ‘Penelope’
- Select Bibliography
- Index of Antecedent Writers and Works Discussed
- About the Team
- This book need not end here…
- You may also be interested in:
Headings Outline
- JOYCE’S CHOICES
- Joyce’s Choices
- New Textual Parallels in James Joyce’s Dubliners,A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, and Ulysses
- Table of Contents
- About the Author
- Preface
- I.
- DUBLINERS
- The Sisters1
- Dub, Sisters, line 181: solemn and copious
- An Encounter
- Dub, Encounter, line 50: one of my consciences
- Araby
- Dub, Araby, line 219: driven and derided by vanity
- Eveline
- Dub, Eveline, lines 1–2: watching the evening invade the avenue
- After the Race
- Dub, Race, lines 4–5: poverty and inaction
- Dub, Race, lines 6–7: the cheer of the gratefully oppressed
- Dub, Race, line 96: the machinery of human nerves
- Two Gallants
- Dub, Gallants, line 19: cunning enjoyment
- Dub, Gallants, lines 328–29: pangs and thrills
- A Little Cloud
- Dub, Cloud, line 21: a shabby and necessitous guise
- Dub, Cloud, lines 52–53: a present joy
- Dub, Cloud, line 70: low fugitive laughter
- Dub, Cloud, line 88: my considering cap
- Dub, Cloud, line 101: bid them arise, shake themselves and begone
- Dub, Cloud, line 106: infant hope
- Counterparts
- Dub, Counterparts, line 179: impertinent ruffian
- A Painful Case
- Dub, Painful, lines 71–72: sing to empty benches
- Dub, Painful, line 145: the soul’s incurable loneliness
- Dub, Painful, line 338: like a worm with a fiery head
- Ivy Day in the Committee Room
- Dub, Ivy Day, line 206: a hissing protest
- Dub, Ivy Day, line 523: mourn with grief and woe
- Dub, Ivy Day, line 526: coward hounds
- Dub, Ivy Day, line 529: her monarch’s pyre
- Dub, Ivy Day, line 533: wrought her destiny
- Dub, Ivy Day, line 535: The green flag gloriously unfurled
- Dub, Ivy Day, line 538: He dreamed (alas, ’twas but a dream!)
- Dub, Ivy Day, line 542: coward caitiff
- Dub, Ivy Day, line 545: fawning priests
- A Mother
- Dub, Mother, line 2: walking up and down
- Dub, Mother, line 150: that doesn’t alter the contract
- Dub, Mother, line 310: the moral umbrella
- Dub, Mother, line 339: struggle of tongues
- Grace
- Dub, Grace, lines 42 and 172–73: young man in a cycling suit
- Dub, Grace, line 443: calm enmity
- Dub, Grace, line 797: spiritual accountant
- The Dead
- Dub, The Dead, line 945: a less spacious age
- II.
- A PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST
- AS A YOUNG MAN
- Portrait, Chapter 11
- Por 1.1: Once upon a time and a very good time it was
- Por 1.427–28: the black dog […] with eyes as big as carriage-lamps
- Por 1.823: pity the poor blind
- Por 1.840–41: I’ll pay you your dues […] house of God into a pollingbooth
- Por 1.985–86: O, come all you Roman catholics | That never went to mass.
- Por 1.1052: I’m blinded entirely!
- Por 1.1075–76: an unfortunate priest-ridden race
- Por 1.1325–28: It can’t be helped; | It must be done. | So down with your breeches | And out with your bum.
- Portrait, Chapter 2
- Por 2.20: Blue eyes and golden hair
- Por 2.92: dark avenger
- Por 2.93: strange and terrible
- Por 2.105: a long train of adventures
- Por 2.118: taking counsel with his lieutenant
- Por 2.245: embittered silence
- Por 2.313–14: the feverish agitation of his blood
- Por 2.622: gloomy tenderness
- Por 2.839: intangible phantoms
- Portrait, Chapter 3
- Portrait, Chapter 4
- Por 4.783–84: an ecstasy of fear
- Portrait, Chapter 5
- Por 5.213: great dull stone
- Por 5.1299: benevolent malice
- Por 5.1329–30: a strong suspicion, amounting almost to a conviction
- Por 5.2218–19: the grey spouse of Satan
- Por 5.2729: from dreams to dreamless sleep
- III.
- ULYSSES
- 1. ‘Telemachus’
- Uly 1.6: Halted, he peered down the dark winding stairs
- Uly 1.152–53: He fears the lancet of my art as I fear that of his. The cold steel pen.
- Uly 1.198–99: O, it’s only Dedalus whose mother is beastly dead.
- Uly 1.273–74: Her glazing eyes, staring out of death, to shake and bend my soul. On me alone.
- Uly 1.449: Pay up and look pleasant
- 2. ‘Nestor’
- Uly 2.16: From a hill above a corpse-strewn plain
- Uly 2.16–17: a general speaking to his officers, leaned upon his spear
- Uly 2.17: They lend ear.
- Uly 2.39: Kingstown pier, Stephen said. Yes, a disappointed bridge.
- Uly 2.83–85: Here also over these craven hearts his shadow lies and on the scoffer’s heart and lips and on mine.
- 3. ‘Proteus’
- Uly 3.2–3: Signatures of all things I am here to read, seaspawn and seawrack, the nearing tide, that rusty boot.
- Uly 3.9: Shut your eyes and see.
- Uly 3.19–20: Dominie Deasy kens them a’.
- Uly 3.21–22: Won’t you come to Sandymount, | Madeline the mare?
- Uly 3.88: Lump of love.
- Uly 3.132–33: More tell me, more still!
- Uly 3.153–54: isle of dreadful thirst
- Uly 3.157: Human shells.
- Uly 3.177: Eating your groatsworth of mou en civet
- Uly 3.212–13: In Rodot’s Yvonne and Madeleine newmake their tumbled beauties
- Uly 3.279: Take all, keep all.
- Uly 3.308–09: I spoke to no-one: none to me.
- Uly 3.412: walking beneath a reign of uncouth stars
- Uly 3.452: All or not at all.
- Uly 3.490: All days make their end.
- Uly 3.501: For the rest let look who will.
- 4. ‘Calypso’
- Uly 4.112–13: my bold Larry
- Uly 4.179: O please, Mr Policeman, I’m lost in the wood.
- Uly 4.186: eager fire
- Uly 4.256: his backward eye
- Uly 4.447–49: A soft qualm […] the flowing qualm
- Uly 4.511: Life might be so.
- Uly 4.514: laughing witch
- 5. ‘Lotus-Eaters’
- Uly 5.15–16: Bury him cheap in a whatyoumaycall.
- Uly 5.36: Walk on roseleaves.
- Uly 5.76–77: Talk: as if that would mend matters.
- Uly 5.217: Too full for words.
- Uly 5.254: Then I will tell you all.
- Uly 5.365: Lourdes cure, waters of oblivion.
- Uly 5.461–62: How goes the time?
- Uly 5.563–64: the stream of life
- 6. ‘Hades’
- Uly 6.67–68: I’ll tickle his catastrophe
- Uly 6.87–88: O jumping Jupiter!
- Uly 6.88: Ye gods and little fishes!
- Uly 6.124: Canvassing for death.
- Uly 6.126–27: A dying scrawl.
- Uly 6.136: the veiled sun
- Uly 6.149–50: the retrospective arrangement
- Uly 6.228: unresisting knees
- Uly 6.252: In all his pristine beauty
- Uly 6.351: Leading him the life of the damned.
- Uly 6.456: Left him weeping, I suppose?
- Uly 6.467: Gloomy gardens
- Uly 6.522–23: First the stiff: then the friends of the stiff.
- Uly 6.533: dark thinking eyes
- Uly 6.554–55: One must go first: alone under the ground: and lie no more in her warm bed.
- Uly 6.673: with his toes to the daisies
- Uly 6.759: Spice of pleasure.
- Uly 6.772: Every man his price.
- Uly 6.852–53: Last act of Lucia. Shall I nevermore behold thee? Bam! He expires.
- Uly 6.917: by devious paths
- Uly 6.1033: How grand we are this morning!
- 7. ‘Aeolus’
- Uly 7.47: All his brains are in the nape of his neck
- Uly 7.215–16: Seems to see with his fingers.
- Uly 7.232: A sudden screech of laughter
- Uly 7.315: inflated windbag
- Uly 7.448: O, my rib risible!
- Uly 7.508–09: Youth led by Experience visits Notoriety.
- Uly 7.553: We were always loyal to lost causes, the professor said.
- Uly 7.560: A smile of light
- Uly 7.578: ponderous pundit
- Uly 7.599: Paris, past and present
- Uly 7.602: You look as though you had done the deed. General Bobrikoff.
- Uly 7.608: The gentle art of advertisement.
- Uly 7.623: mental pabulum
- Uly 7.682: a shape of air
- Uly 7.776: Stephen, his blood wooed by grace of language and gesture, blushed.
- Uly 7.804–05: full of courteous haughtiness
- Uly 7.874–75: A sudden-at-the-moment-though-from-lingering-illness-often-previously-expectorated-demise
- Uly 7.875–76: And with a great future behind him.
- Uly 7.915: I have much, much to learn.
- Uly 7.917: I have a vision too
- 8. ‘Lestrygonians’
- Uly 8.17–18: His wife will put the stopper on that.
- Uly 8.39: All for number one.
- Uly 8.40: mum’s the word
- Uly 8.61: Live by their wits.
- Uly 8.62–63: The hungry famished gull | Flaps o’er the waters dull.
- Uly 8.77–78: greed and cunning
- Uly 8.269: The unfair sex.
- Uly 8.322: Be a feast for the gods.
- Uly 8.329: Tell me who made the world.
- Uly 8.333: drinking sloppy tea
- Uly 8.344–45: in at the death
- Uly 8.495: Feel as if I had been eaten and spewed.
- Uly 8.543: Those literary etherial people they are all.
- Uly 8.549–50: The dreamy […] waters dull.
- Uly 8.638: hungered flesh
- Uly 8.684–85: Born with a silver knife in his mouth.
- Uly 8.730: Famished ghosts.
- 9. ‘Scylla and Charybdis’
- Uly 9.2–3: A great poet on a great brother poet.
- Uly 9.245: no truant memory
- Uly 9.345–46: warm and brooding air
- Uly 9.352: coffined thoughts
- Uly 9.356: Once quick in the brains of men.
- Uly 9.374–75: I thank thee for the word
- Uly 9.376–78: weave and unweave
- Uly 9.415–17: How many miles to Dublin? […] by candlelight?
- Uly 9.539: Take her for me.
- Uly 9.539: In pairing time.
- Uly 9.934: and from her arms
- Uly 9.938: Wait to be wooed and won.
- Uly 9.950: fantastical humour
- Uly 9.1036: bewept by all frail tender hearts
- Uly 9.1040: where the bad niggers go
- Uly 9.1087: honeying malice
- Uly 9.1094–95: orts and offals
- Uly 9.1170: sweetly varying voices
- Uly 9.1202: Seas between.
- Uly 9.1221–22: Cease to strive.
- 10. ‘Wandering Rocks’
- Uly 10.94: two unlabouring men
- Uly 10.121: Father Conmee liked cheerful decorum.
- Uly 10.172: man’s race on earth
- Uly 10.174: walked and moved
- Uly 10.181–82: a flock of small white clouds
- Uly 10.183: A just and homely word.
- Uly 10.188: his reign was mild
- Uly 10.486: Tell him I’m Boylan with impatience.
- Uly 10.548: Fast and furious it was.
- Uly 10.559: Hell’s delights!
- Uly 10.601–02: Fair Tyrants by James Lovebirch.
- Uly 10.734–35: America […] What is it? The sweepings of every country including our own.
- Uly 10.807: Muddy swine-snouts, hands, root and root, gripe and wrest them.
- Uly 10.822: Beingless beings.
- Uly 10.866: Shadow of my mind.
- Uly 10.1074–75: The joy of creation ….
- Uly 10.1082–83: amid the cheerful cups
- 11. ‘Sirens’
- Uly 11.79: Aren’t men frighful idiots?
- Uly 11.144–45: like a snout in quest
- Uly 11.149–50: Why do I always think Figather? Gathering figs, I think.
- Uly 11.154: comely virgins.
- Uly 11.166: pinnacles of hair
- Uly 11.213: With the greatest alacrity
- Uly 11.312: drowsy silence
- Uly 11.418: the essence of vulgarity
- Uly 11.461: smitten by sunlight
- Uly 11.601: touched the obedient keys
- Uly 11.698: Keep a trot for the avenue.
- Uly 11.906: Wisdom while you wait.
- Uly 11.973: Tongue when she talks like the clapper of a bellows.
- Uly 11.1104: a fence of lashes
- 12. ‘Cyclops’
- Uly 12.31–32: He drink me my teas. He eat me my sugars. Because he no pay me my moneys?
- Uly 12.59: Anything strange or wonderful, Joe?
- Uly 12.69: There sleep the mighty dead
- Uly 12.70–71: A pleasant land it is […] of murmuring waters, fishful streams
- Uly 12.74: denizens of the aqueous kingdom
- Uly 12.161–62: The eyes in which a tear and a smile strove ever for the mastery
- Uly 12.174: his portentous frame
- Uly 12.202: sunk in uneasy slumber
- Uly 12.215: bedight in sable armour
- Uly 12.332: they took the liberty of burying him
- Uly 12.335: He paid the debt of nature
- Uly 12.448–49: for I will on nowise suffer it even so saith the Lord
- Uly 12.525: The last farewell was affecting in the extreme.
- Uly 12.544: inimitable drolls
- Uly 12.650–51: That monster audience simply rocked with delight.
- Uly 12.738–39: suppressed rancour
- Uly 12.1351: On which the sun never rises
- Uly 12.1552–53: never backed a horse in anger in his life
- Uly 12.1596: Saucy knave!
- Uly 12.1820: the most affecting cordiality
- Uly 12.1858: The catastrophe was terrific and instantaneous in its effect.
- 13. ‘Nausicaa’
- Uly 13.1–2: The summer evening had begun to fold the world in its mysterious embrace.
- Uly 13.2: Far away in the west
- Uly 13.2–3: all too fleeting day
- Uly 13.3: lingered lovingly
- Uly 13.3–4: proud promontory
- Uly 13.4–5: weedgrown rocks
- Uly 13.6–7: the quiet church whence there streamed forth at times […] the voice of prayer
- Uly 13.7: in her pure radiance
- Uly 13.8: stormtossed heart
- Uly 13.11: that favourite nook
- Uly 13.12: beside the sparkling waves
- Uly 13.15–17: Tommy and Jacky Caffrey were twins […] darling little fellows
- Uly 13.17–18: but for all that […] endearing ways about them
- Uly 13.21–22: the chubby baby […] fairly chuckled with delight
- Uly 13.24–25: the dainty dimple in his chin
- Uly 13.80: gazing far away into the distance
- Uly 13.83–84: Her figure was slight and graceful, inclining even to fragility
- Uly 13.87–88: almost spiritual in its ivorylike purity
- Uly 13.104: the love that might have been
- Uly 13.105: tense with suppressed meaning
- Uly 13.106: a strange yearning tendency
- Uly 13.116: wealth of wonderful hair
- Uly 13.118–19: a profusion of luxuriant clusters
- Uly 13.136–37: dull aching void in her heart
- Uly 13.154–55: a navy threequarter skirt […] showed off her slim graceful figure to perfection
- Uly 13.162: the lovely reflection which the mirror gave back to her
- Uly 13.172: the fluttering hopes and fears of sweet seventeen
- Uly 13.188–89: a gnawing sorrow
- Uly 13.193–94: infinitely sad and wistful
- Uly 13.209–10: a rare and wondrous love
- Uly 13.213: his deep passionate nature
- Uly 13.241–42: he would give his dear little wifey a good hearty hug
- Uly 13.242: and gaze for a moment deep down into her eyes
- Uly 13.286–87: the storms of this weary world
- Uly 13.368–70: the face that met her gaze […] wan and strangely drawn, seemed to her the saddest she had ever seen
- Uly 13.375–76: and many who had erred and wandered
- Uly 13.396: his infant majesty
- Uly 13.412–13: His eyes burned into her as though they would […] read her very soul.
- Uly 13.415–16: She could see at once by his dark eyes and his pale intellectual face
- Uly 13.421–22: a haunting sorrow
- Uly 13.422–23: She would have given worlds to know what it was.
- Uly 13.439–41: Then mayhap he would […] love her, his ownest girlie, for herself alone.
- Uly 13.511: a radiant little vision
- Uly 13.548–49: he spoke in measured accents
- Uly 13.549: there was a suspicion of a quiver in the mellow tones
- Uly 13.564: literally worshipping at her shrine
- Uly 13.576: scathing politeness
- Uly 13.578–79: A brief cold blaze […] from her eyes […] spoke volumes of scorn immeasurable
- Uly 13.597: one look of measured scorn
- Uly 13.600: a towering rage
- Uly 13.616: Gerty stifled a smothered exclamation
- Uly 13.624: the gathering twilight
- Uly 13.637–38: it did not err on the side of luxury
- Uly 13.655: and gild his days with happiness
- Uly 13.690–91: a light broke in upon her
- Uly 13.691: silent as the grave
- Uly 13.733–34: She would fain have cried to him chokingly
- Uly 13.734–35: to feel his lips laid on her white brow
- Uly 13.735: a little strangled cry
- Uly 13.742–43: a pathetic little glance of piteous protest
- Uly 13.745: young guileless eyes
- Uly 13.746: A fair unsullied soul
- Uly 13.764: her sweet flowerlike face
- Uly 13.805: on the track of the secret
- Uly 13.851–52: that little limping devil
- Uly 13.858–59: Little sweetheart come and kiss me
- Uly 13.943–44: Then I will tell you all.
- Uly 13.976: As God made them he matched them.
- Uly 13.977: Twice nought makes one.
- Uly 13.1110: Think you’re escaping and run into yourself.
- Uly 13.1110–11: Longest way round is the shortest way home.
- 14. ‘Oxen of the Sun’
- Uly 14.8–9: by mortals with sapience endowed
- Uly 14.12–13: by no exterior splendour is the prosperity of a nation more efficaciously asserted
- Uly 14.71–72: Some man that wayfaring was stood by housedoor at night’s oncoming.
- Uly 14.74–75: teeming mothers
- Uly 14.91: bloom of blushes
- Uly 14.97: bowels ruthful
- Uly 14.98: God’s rightwiseness
- Uly 14.329–30: like a curse of God ape
- Uly 14.336–37: obedience in the womb
- Uly 14.359: delights amorous
- Uly 14.367–68: how thou settedst little by me
- Uly 14.448–49: he fell in with a certain whore of an eyepleasing exterior
- Uly 14.526: without bottom of reason
- Uly 14.553–54: he spoke French like a gentleman
- Uly 14.556: the use of the globes
- Uly 14.664–65: Well, let us hear of it, good my friend, said Mr Dixon.
- Uly 14.666–67: accepted of the invitation
- Uly 14.670: conjugal vexations
- Uly 14.714: applied himself to his dress
- Uly 14.735: the most violent agitations of delight
- Uly 14.741–42: have the obligingness to pass him a flagon of cordial waters
- Uly 14.742–43: questioning poise of the head
- Uly 14.747–48: There wanted nothing but this cup to crown my felicity.
- Uly 14.755–56: Gazing upon those features with a world of tenderness
- Uly 14.759: an artless disorder
- Uly 14.770–71: How mingled and imperfect are all our sublunary joys.
- Uly 14.804: the humourous sallies
- Uly 14.828: a glorious incentive
- Uly 14.828–29: I cannot away with them.
- Uly 14.831: a puny child of clay
- Uly 14.847: that age upon which it is commonly charged that it knows not pity
- Uly 14.848–49: as full of extravagancies as overgrown children
- Uly 14.849: their tumultuary discussions
- Uly 14.866: a habit of mind which he never did hold with
- Uly 14.870: a precipitate and inglorious retreat
- Uly 14.871: mettlesome youth
- Uly 14.879: the bounty of the Supreme Being
- Uly 14.882: a frigid genius
- Uly 14.886: I must acquaint you
- Uly 14.935: some faded beauty
- Uly 14.1007: in obedience to an inward voice
- Uly 14.1034–35: The lonely house by the graveyard is uninhabited.
- Uly 14.1065: child of shame
- Uly 14.1069: entwined in nethermost darkness
- Uly 14.1073: the bride of darkness
- Uly 14.1074: No, Leopold. Name and memory solace thee not.
- Uly 14.1075: That youthful illusion of thy strength was taken from thee
- Uly 14.1078: The voices blend and fuse in clouded silence
- Uly 14.1088: the ghosts of beasts
- Uly 14.1161: The gods too are ever kind
- Uly 14.1164–65: Warily, Malachi whispered, preserve a druid silence.
- Uly 14.1167: the incorruptible eon of the gods
- Uly 14.1174: preposterous surmise
- Uly 14.1207: the stigmata of early depravity and premature wisdom
- Uly 14.1218–19: stained by the mire of an indelible dishonour
- Uly 14.1221: voluptuous loveliness
- 15. ‘Circe’
- Uly 15.518–19: I am not on pleasure bent. I am in a grave predicament.
- Uly 15.521: your cock and bull story
- Uly 15.559: cruel naughty creature
- Uly 15.562: Naughty cruel I was!
- Uly 15.643: Soon got, soon gone.
- Uly 15.711–12: even Leo ferox there, the Libyan maneater
- Uly 15.775–76: I am a man misunderstood.
- Uly 15.814–15: in accurate morning dress
- Uly 15.1100–01: You have lashed the dormant tigress in my nature into a fury.
- Uly 15.1189–90: Her artless blush unmanned me.
- Uly 15.1247: My master’s voice!
- Uly 15.1258–59: Dignam’s dead and gone below.
- Uly 15.1267–68: Kisses chirp amid the rifts of fog.
- Uly 15.1321: You’ll know me the next time.
- Uly 15.1356: Mankind is incorrigible.
- Uly 15.1580: Expel That Pain (medic)
- Uly 15.1580–81: Infant’s Compendium of the Universe (cosmic)
- Uly 15.1583: Songs that Reached Our Heart (melodic)
- Uly 15.1584: Pennywise’s Way to Wealth (parsimonic)
- Uly 15.1600: My more than Brother!
- Uly 15.1686: New worlds for old.
- Uly 15.2117: What went forth to the ends of the world
- Uly 15.2126: God help your head
- Uly 15.2153: through the gathering darkness
- Uly 15.2160: L’homme primigène!
- Uly 15.2167–68: Nebulous obscurity occupies space
- Uly 15.2332: Meretricious finery to deceive the eye.
- Uly 15.2380: a chapter of accidents
- Uly 15.2413: reiterated coition
- Uly 15.2436–37: Stay, good friend.
- Uly 15.2457: Instinct rules the world.
- Uly 15.2516: All is not well.
- Uly 15.2690: And the breath of the balmy night
- Uly 15.2702–03: I’m very fond of what I like.
- Uly 15.2864: I promise never to disobey.
- Uly 15.2866: You little know what’s in store for you.
- Uly 15.2966: Now for your punishment frock.
- Uly 15.2990: Little jobs that make mother pleased, eh?
- Uly 15.3481: You’ll know me the next time.
- Uly 15.4029–30: exaggerated grace
- Uly 15.4227: The intellectual imagination!
- Uly 15.4672: A chasm opens with a noiseless yawn.
- Uly 15.4692: goddess of unreason
- 16. ‘Eumaeus’
- Uly 16.22: the distinctly fetid atmosphere of the livery stables
- Uly 16.55: with internal satisfaction
- Uly 16.62: disgustingly sober
- Uly 16.223–24: in every deep, so to put it, a deeper depth
- Uly 16.253: to seek misfortune
- Uly 16.529: a bit of bounce
- Uly 16.588: chamber of horrors
- Uly 16.607: took the civilised world by storm
- Uly 16.634: find out the secret for himself
- Uly 16.986: a forcible-feeble philippic
- 17. ‘Ithaca’
- Uly 17.23: inherited tenacity
- Uly 17.233–34: in fresh cold neverchanging everchanging water
- Uly 17.322: corrugated his brow
- Uly 17.580–81: infinite possibilities […] of the modern art of advertisement
- Uly 17.1055–56: a parenthesis of infinitesimal brevity
- Uly 17.1623: an innate love of rectitude
- Uly 17.1631–32: all perpetuators of international animosities
- Uly 17.1632: domestic conviviality
- 18. ‘Penelope’
- Uly 18.7: too much old chat
- Uly 18.8–9: let us have a bit of fun
- Uly 18.408: turning and turning
- Uly 18.766: in every hole and corner
- Uly 18.768–69: the old stupid clock
- Uly 18.896: I could have been a prima donna
- Uly 18.987: immediately if not sooner
- Uly 18.1260: that’s the way his money goes
- Uly 18.1335: where poetry is in the air
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