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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Silk of the kine and poor old woman, names given her in old times. A wandering crone, lowly form of an immortal serving her conqueror and her gay betrayer, their common cuckquean, a messenger from the secret morning.
Silk of the kine and poor old woman, names given her in old times. A wandering crone, lowly form of an immortal serving her conqueror and her gay betrayer, their common cuckquean, a messenger from the secret morning.
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No, thank you, sit, the old woman said, slipping the ring of the milkcan on her forearm and about to go. Haines said to her : — Have you your bill? We had better pay her, Mulligan, hadn't we? Stephen filled again the three cups.
No, thank you, sit, the old woman said, slipping the ring of the milkcan on her forearm and about to go. Haines said to her : — Have you your bill? We had better pay her, Mulligan, hadn't we? Stephen filled again the three cups.
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He nodded to himself as he drew off his trousers and stood up, saying tritely : -— Redheaded women buck like goats. He broke off in alarm, feeling his side under his flapping shirt. — My twelfth rib is gone, he cried.
He nodded to himself as he drew off his trousers and stood up, saying tritely : -— Redheaded women buck like goats. He broke off in alarm, feeling his side under his flapping shirt. — My twelfth rib is gone, he cried.
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A woman brought sin into the world. For a woman who was no better than she should be, Helen, the runaway wife of Menelaus, ten years the Greeks made war on Troy. A faithless wife first brought the strangers to our shore here, ...
A woman brought sin into the world. For a woman who was no better than she should be, Helen, the runaway wife of Menelaus, ten years the Greeks made war on Troy. A faithless wife first brought the strangers to our shore here, ...
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Osi, certol Sell your soul for that, do, dyed rags pinned round a squaw. More tell me, more still ! On the top of the Howth tram alone crying to the rain : naked women! What about that, eh P What about what? what else were they invented ...
Osi, certol Sell your soul for that, do, dyed rags pinned round a squaw. More tell me, more still ! On the top of the Howth tram alone crying to the rain : naked women! What about that, eh P What about what? what else were they invented ...
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