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 68
Sida
... green mass of liquid. A bowl of white china had stood beside her deathbed holding the green sluggish bile which she had torn up from her rotting liver by fits of loud groaning vomiting. Buck Mulligan wiped again his razorblade. —Ah ...
... green mass of liquid. A bowl of white china had stood beside her deathbed holding the green sluggish bile which she had torn up from her rotting liver by fits of loud groaning vomiting. Buck Mulligan wiped again his razorblade. —Ah ...
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
... green boots. Contradiction. Do I contradict myself? Very well then, I contradict myself. Mercurial Malachi. A limp black missile flew out of his talking hands. —And there's your Latin quarter hat, he said. Stephen picked it up and put ...
... green boots. Contradiction. Do I contradict myself? Very well then, I contradict myself. Mercurial Malachi. A limp black missile flew out of his talking hands. —And there's your Latin quarter hat, he said. Stephen picked it up and put ...
Sida
... green stone. He sprang it open with his thumb and offered it. —Thank you, Stephen said, taking a cigarette. Haines helped himself and snapped the case to. He put it back in his sidepocket and took from his waistcoatpocket a nickel ...
... green stone. He sprang it open with his thumb and offered it. —Thank you, Stephen said, taking a cigarette. Haines helped himself and snapped the case to. He put it back in his sidepocket and took from his waistcoatpocket a nickel ...
Sida
... over his shoulder. A young man clinging to a spur of rock near him, moved slowly frogwise his green legs in the deep jelly of the water. —Is the brother with you, Malachi? —Down in Westmeath. With the Bannons. —Still there? I got.
... over his shoulder. A young man clinging to a spur of rock near him, moved slowly frogwise his green legs in the deep jelly of the water. —Is the brother with you, Malachi? —Down in Westmeath. With the Bannons. —Still there? I got.
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