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. |
Från bokens innehåll
Resultat 1-5 av 81
Sida 3
... gave a long low whistle of call then paused awhile in rapt attention, his even white teeth glistening here and there with gold points. Chrysostomos. Two strong shrill whistles answered through the calm. —— Thanks, old chap, he cried ...
... gave a long low whistle of call then paused awhile in rapt attention, his even white teeth glistening here and there with gold points. Chrysostomos. Two strong shrill whistles answered through the calm. —— Thanks, old chap, he cried ...
Sida 7
... gave Clive Kempthorpe. Young shouts of moneyed voices in Clive Kempthorpe's rooms. Palefaces :they hold their ribs with laughter, one clasping another, O, I shall expire l Break the news to her gently, Aubrey! I shall die! With slit ...
... gave Clive Kempthorpe. Young shouts of moneyed voices in Clive Kempthorpe's rooms. Palefaces :they hold their ribs with laughter, one clasping another, O, I shall expire l Break the news to her gently, Aubrey! I shall die! With slit ...
Sida 26
... gave me seeds to sow. Talbot slid his closed book into his satchel. —- Have I heard all? Stephen asked. — Yes, sir. Hockey at ten, sir. — Half day, sir. Thursday. -- Who can answer a riddle? Stephen asked. They bundled their books away ...
... gave me seeds to sow. Talbot slid his closed book into his satchel. —- Have I heard all? Stephen asked. — Yes, sir. Hockey at ten, sir. — Half day, sir. Thursday. -- Who can answer a riddle? Stephen asked. They bundled their books away ...
Sida 27
... gave a shout of nervous laughter to which their cries echoed dismay. A stick struck the door and a voice in the corridor called : -— Hockey! They broke asunder, sidling out of their benches, leaping them. Quickly they were gone and from ...
... gave a shout of nervous laughter to which their cries echoed dismay. A stick struck the door and a voice in the corridor called : -— Hockey! They broke asunder, sidling out of their benches, leaping them. Quickly they were gone and from ...
Sida 34
... gave a you a back kick? — The ways of the Creator are not our ways, Mr Deasy said. All history moves towards one great goal, the manifestation of God. Stephen jerked his thumb towards the window, saying : —- That is God. Hooray! Ay ...
... gave a you a back kick? — The ways of the Creator are not our ways, Mr Deasy said. All history moves towards one great goal, the manifestation of God. Stephen jerked his thumb towards the window, saying : —- That is God. Hooray! Ay ...
Andra upplagor - Visa alla
Vanliga ord och fraser
answered arms asked beauty better bloody Bloom Buck citizen coming corner course cried dark dead Dedalus door Dublin eyes face father feel fellow first four gave girl give green hair half hand head hear heard heart holding Irish keep kind knew lady land laughing Lenehan light live look Lord Martin Master mean mind Miss morning mother mouth Mulligan nature never night once passed past play pocket poor Power remember round says shillings side sitting smiled standing Stephen stopped street suppose sure sweet talking tell thing thought told took turned voice Wait walked watch wife window woman women wonder write young