UlyssesCourier Corporation, 7 mars 2012 - 752 sidor Originally reviled as obscure and obscene, Joyce's masterpiece now stands as one of the great literary achievements of the twentieth century. Loosely based on Homer's Odyssey, the novel traces the paths of Leopold Bloom and other Dubliners through an ordinary summer day and night in 1904 — a typical day, transformed by Joyce's narrative powers into an epic celebration of life. First editions of Ulysses rank among the modern rare book trade's most valuable finds. This reprint of the original edition is not only the least expensive version available but also the truest to the author's vision. Many experts have reinterpreted the novel's surviving drafts to produce revised texts, but this edition remains the version that Joyce himself reviewed and corrected prior to the initial publication. A new Introduction by Joyce scholar Enda Duffy offers an enlightening and enthusiastic welcome to a landmark of modern literature. |
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... dark clothes, most of them, unlike Chaplin, seem so laden down by their author's sense of modernist alienation and angst that the books in which they feature seem dark with foreboding. Consider Marlow in Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness ...
... dark clothes, most of them, unlike Chaplin, seem so laden down by their author's sense of modernist alienation and angst that the books in which they feature seem dark with foreboding. Consider Marlow in Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness ...
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... dark winding stairs and called up coarsely : —— Come up, Kinch. Come up, you fearful Iesuit. Solemnly he came forward and mounted the round gunrest. He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the surrounding country and the ...
... dark winding stairs and called up coarsely : —— Come up, Kinch. Come up, you fearful Iesuit. Solemnly he came forward and mounted the round gunrest. He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the surrounding country and the ...
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... 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 razor' blade. 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 razor' blade. He ...
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... dark chords. Her door was open : she wanted to hear my music. Silent with awe and pity I went to her bedside. She was crying in her wretched bed. For those words, Stephen : love's bitter mystery. Where now? Her secrets : old feather ...
... dark chords. Her door was open : she wanted to hear my music. Silent with awe and pity I went to her bedside. She was crying in her wretched bed. For those words, Stephen : love's bitter mystery. Where now? Her secrets : old feather ...
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... 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 ...
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