UlyssesOriginally 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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... snores beside her (they sleep head to toe, at opposite ends of the bed that is a gift from her father), thinking that “I saw he understood or felt what a woman is....” The poetry of the everyday is the literary coin of Ulysses.
... snores beside her (they sleep head to toe, at opposite ends of the bed that is a gift from her father), thinking that “I saw he understood or felt what a woman is....” The poetry of the everyday is the literary coin of Ulysses.
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Then, catching sight of Stephen Dedalus, he bent towards him and made rapid crosses in the air, gurgling in his throat and shaking his head. Stephen Dedalus, displeased and sleepy, leaned his arms on the top of the staircase and looked ...
Then, catching sight of Stephen Dedalus, he bent towards him and made rapid crosses in the air, gurgling in his throat and shaking his head. Stephen Dedalus, displeased and sleepy, leaned his arms on the top of the staircase and looked ...
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His head halted again for a moment at the top of the staircase, level with the roof : —- Don't mope over it all day, he said. I 'm inconsequent. Give up the moody brooding. His head vanished but the drone of his descending voice boomed ...
His head halted again for a moment at the top of the staircase, level with the roof : —- Don't mope over it all day, he said. I 'm inconsequent. Give up the moody brooding. His head vanished but the drone of his descending voice boomed ...
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Breakfast is ready. Haines is apologising for waking us last night. It's all right. — I'm coming, Stephen said, turning. — Do, for jesus' sake, Buck Mulligan said. For my sake and for all our sakes. His head disappeared and reappeared.
Breakfast is ready. Haines is apologising for waking us last night. It's all right. — I'm coming, Stephen said, turning. — Do, for jesus' sake, Buck Mulligan said. For my sake and for all our sakes. His head disappeared and reappeared.
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She bows her old head to a voice that speaks to her loudly, her bonesetter, her medicineman : me she slights. To the voice that will shrive and oil for the grave all there is of her but her woman's unclean loins, of man's flesh made not ...
She bows her old head to a voice that speaks to her loudly, her bonesetter, her medicineman : me she slights. To the voice that will shrive and oil for the grave all there is of her but her woman's unclean loins, of man's flesh made not ...
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