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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... laughing to himself. Stephen Dedalus stepped up, followed him wearily halfway and sat down on the edge of the gunrest, watching him still as he propped his mirror on the parapet, dipped the brush in the bowl and lathered cheeks and neck ...
... laughing to himself. Stephen Dedalus stepped up, followed him wearily halfway and sat down on the edge of the gunrest, watching him still as he propped his mirror on the parapet, dipped the brush in the bowl and lathered cheeks and neck ...
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... Laughing again, he brought the mirror away from Stephen's peering eyes. —- The rage of Caliban at not seeing his face in amirror, he said. If Wilde were only alive to see you. Drawing back and pointing, Stephen said with bitterness : -— 6.
... Laughing again, he brought the mirror away from Stephen's peering eyes. —- The rage of Caliban at not seeing his face in amirror, he said. If Wilde were only alive to see you. Drawing back and pointing, Stephen said with bitterness : -— 6.
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... laughing guardedly, walked on beside Stephen and said : — We oughtn't to laugh, I suppose. He's rather blasphemous.' I'm not a believer myself, that is to say. Still his gaiety takes the harm out of it somehow, doesn't it? What did he ...
... laughing guardedly, walked on beside Stephen and said : — We oughtn't to laugh, I suppose. He's rather blasphemous.' I'm not a believer myself, that is to say. Still his gaiety takes the harm out of it somehow, doesn't it? What did he ...
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... laughing, his lifted arms waving to the air. — She never let them in, he cried again through his laughter as he -stamped on gaitered feet over the gravel of the path. That's why. On his wise shoulders through the checkerwork of leaves ...
... laughing, his lifted arms waving to the air. — She never let them in, he cried again through his laughter as he -stamped on gaitered feet over the gravel of the path. That's why. On his wise shoulders through the checkerwork of leaves ...
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... think: of the masterstroke by whirh he won the laughing Witch I/V110 now. Begins and ends morally. Hand in hand. Smart. He glanced back through what he had read and, while feeling his water flow quietly, he envied kindly Mr Beaufoy who 66.
... think: of the masterstroke by whirh he won the laughing Witch I/V110 now. Begins and ends morally. Hand in hand. Smart. He glanced back through what he had read and, while feeling his water flow quietly, he envied kindly Mr Beaufoy who 66.
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