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. |
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... heard old Royce sing in the pantomime of Turko the Terrible and laughed with others when he sang: I. am. the. boy. That. can. enjoy. Invisibility. Phantasmal mirth, folded away: muskperfumed. And. no. more. turn. aside. and. brood. Folded ...
... heard old Royce sing in the pantomime of Turko the Terrible and laughed with others when he sang: I. am. the. boy. That. can. enjoy. Invisibility. Phantasmal mirth, folded away: muskperfumed. And. no. more. turn. aside. and. brood. Folded ...
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... heard Buck Mulligan club with his heavy bathtowel the leader shoots of ferns or grasses. —Down, sir! How dare you, sir! Haines asked: —Do you pay rent for this tower? —Twelve quid, Buck Mulligan said. —To the secretary of state for war ...
... heard Buck Mulligan club with his heavy bathtowel the leader shoots of ferns or grasses. —Down, sir! How dare you, sir! Haines asked: —Do you pay rent for this tower? —Twelve quid, Buck Mulligan said. —To the secretary of state for war ...
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... heard. My mother's a jew, my father's a bird. With Joseph the joiner I cannot agree. So here's to disciples and Calvary. He held up a forefinger of warning. —If anyone thinks that I amn't divine He'll get no free drinks when I'm making ...
... heard. My mother's a jew, my father's a bird. With Joseph the joiner I cannot agree. So here's to disciples and Calvary. He held up a forefinger of warning. —If anyone thinks that I amn't divine He'll get no free drinks when I'm making ...
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... heard it before? —Three times a day, after meals, Stephen said drily. —You're not a believer, are you? Haines asked. I mean, a believer in the narrow sense of the word. Creation from nothing and miracles and a personal God. —There's ...
... heard it before? —Three times a day, after meals, Stephen said drily. —You're not a believer, are you? Haines asked. I mean, a believer in the narrow sense of the word. Creation from nothing and miracles and a personal God. —There's ...
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... heard, their land a pawnshop. Had Pyrrhus not fallen by a beldam's hand in Argos or Julius Caesar not been knifed to death. They are not to be thought away. Time has branded them and fettered they are lodged in the room of the infinite ...
... heard, their land a pawnshop. Had Pyrrhus not fallen by a beldam's hand in Argos or Julius Caesar not been knifed to death. They are not to be thought away. Time has branded them and fettered they are lodged in the room of the infinite ...
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