Ulysses (original edition)Aegitas, 1 juni 2016 - 658 sidor Ulysses is a modernist novel by Irish writer James Joyce. It was first serialised in parts in the American journal The Little Review from March 1918 to December 1920, and then published in its entirety by Sylvia Beach in February 1922, in Paris. It is considered to be one of the most important works of modernist literature, and has been called "a demonstration and summation of the entire movement". According to Declan Kiberd, "Before Joyce, no writer of fiction had so foregrounded the process of thinking." Ulysses chronicles the peripatetic appointments and encounters of Leopold Bloom in Dublin in the course of an ordinary day, 16 June 1904. The novel imitates registers of centuries of English literature and is highly allusive. This publication is an original edition. Ulysses' stream-of-consciousness technique, careful structuring, and experimental prose — full of puns, parodies, and allusions — as well as its rich characterisation and broad humour, made the book a highly regarded novel in the modernist pantheon. |
Från bokens innehåll
Resultat 1-5 av 80
Sida
... dark winding stairs and called out coarsely: —Come up, Kinch! Come up, you fearful jesuit! Solemnly he came forward and mounted the round gunrest. He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the surrounding land and the awaking ...
... dark winding stairs and called out coarsely: —Come up, Kinch! Come up, you fearful jesuit! Solemnly he came forward and mounted the round gunrest. He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the surrounding land and the awaking ...
Sida
... dark with a man I don't know raving and moaning to himself about shooting a black panther. You saved men from drowning. I'm not a hero, however. If he stays on here I am off. Buck Mulligan frowned at the lather on his razorblade. He ...
... dark with a man I don't know raving and moaning to himself about shooting a black panther. You saved men from drowning. I'm not a hero, however. If he stays on here I am off. Buck Mulligan frowned at the lather on his razorblade. He ...
Sida
... the dim tide. A cloud began to cover the sun slowly, wholly, shadowing the bay in deeper green. It lay beneath him, a bowl of bitter waters. Fergus' song: I sang it alone in the house, holding down the long dark chords. Her door.
... the dim tide. A cloud began to cover the sun slowly, wholly, shadowing the bay in deeper green. It lay beneath him, a bowl of bitter waters. Fergus' song: I sang it alone in the house, holding down the long dark chords. Her door.
Sida
... dark autumn evening. Her shapely fingernails reddened by the blood of squashed lice from the children's shirts. In a dream, silently, she had come to him, her wasted body within its loose graveclothes giving off an odour of wax and ...
... dark autumn evening. Her shapely fingernails reddened by the blood of squashed lice from the children's shirts. In a dream, silently, she had come to him, her wasted body within its loose graveclothes giving off an odour of wax and ...
Sida
... dark. He wants that key. It is mine. I paid the rent. Now I eat his salt bread. Give him the key too. All. He will ask for it. That was in his eyes. —After all, Haines began ... Stephen turned and saw that the cold gaze which had ...
... dark. He wants that key. It is mine. I paid the rent. Now I eat his salt bread. Give him the key too. All. He will ask for it. That was in his eyes. —After all, Haines began ... Stephen turned and saw that the cold gaze which had ...
Andra upplagor - Visa alla
Vanliga ord och fraser
arms asked better bloody Bloom Boylan Buck Mulligan Cissy Caffrey Corny Kelleher cried dark dead Deasy Dedalus Dignam Dollard Dolphin's Barn door Dublin eyes face Father Conmee fellow fingers FLORRY gentleman Gerty girl Haines hair hand head hear heard heart Howth Ireland Irish J. J. O'Molloy Jack Power Kevin Egan kiss lady laughing Lenehan Leopold Leopold Bloom lips look Lord Lynch Martin Cunningham Menton Metempsychosis Molly morning mother mouth Mullingar Myles Crawford Nelson's pillar never night Paddy Dignam passed pocket poor Poulaphouca Red Murray round says Alf says Joe says the citizen shillings Simon Dedalus smiled Stephen Stephen Dedalus street suppose sweet tell There's thing told turned Virag voice Wait walked watch What's wife woman wonder words wouldnt young Zinfandel