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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... Lord Iveagh once cashed a sevenfigure cheque for a million in the bank of Ireland. Shows you the money to be made out or porter. Still the other brother lord Ardilaun has to change his shirt four times a day, they say. Skin breeds lice ...
... Lord Iveagh once cashed a sevenfigure cheque for a million in the bank of Ireland. Shows you the money to be made out or porter. Still the other brother lord Ardilaun has to change his shirt four times a day, they say. Skin breeds lice ...
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... Lord. Squareheaded chaps those must be in Rome : they work the whole show. And don't they rake in the money too? Bequests also: to the P. P. for the time being in his absolute discretion. Masses for the repose of my soul to be said ...
... Lord. Squareheaded chaps those must be in Rome : they work the whole show. And don't they rake in the money too? Bequests also: to the P. P. for the time being in his absolute discretion. Masses for the repose of my soul to be said ...
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... Lord forgive me! Mr Power said, wiping his wet eyes with his fingers. Poor Paddy! I little thought a week ago when I saw him last and he was in his usual health that I'd be driving after him like this. He's gone from us. — As decent a ...
... Lord forgive me! Mr Power said, wiping his wet eyes with his fingers. Poor Paddy! I little thought a week ago when I saw him last and he was in his usual health that I'd be driving after him like this. He's gone from us. — As decent a ...
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... Lord, she must have looked a sight that night, Dedalus told me he was in there. Drunk about the place and capering with Martin's umbrella : -— A nd they call me the jewel of Asia, Of Asia, The geisha. He looked away from me. He knows ...
... Lord, she must have looked a sight that night, Dedalus told me he was in there. Drunk about the place and capering with Martin's umbrella : -— A nd they call me the jewel of Asia, Of Asia, The geisha. He looked away from me. He knows ...
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... Lord, I mustn't lilt here. — The O'Connell circle, Mr Dedalus said about him. Mr Power's soft eyes went up to the apex of the lofty cone. —- He's at rest, he said, in the middle of his people, old Dan O'. But his heart is buried in Rome ...
... Lord, I mustn't lilt here. — The O'Connell circle, Mr Dedalus said about him. Mr Power's soft eyes went up to the apex of the lofty cone. —- He's at rest, he said, in the middle of his people, old Dan O'. But his heart is buried in Rome ...
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