"Round and round a moth flies, colliding, escaping. The floor is covered with an oilcloth mosaic of jade and azure and cinnabar rhomboids. Footmarks are stamped over it in all senses, heel to heel, heel to hollow, toe to toe, feet locked, a morris of shuffling feet without body phantoms, all in a scrimmage higgledypiggledy." (U15.2041)
"The walls are tapestried with a paper of yewfronds and clear glades. In the grate is spread a screen of peacock feathers. Lynch squats crosslegged on the hearthrug of matted hair, his cap back to the front. With a wand he beats time slowly. " (U15.2046)
"Kitty Ricketts, a bony pallid whore in navy costume, doeskin gloves rolled back from a coral wristlet, a chain purse in her hand,"
(U15.2050)
(U15.2050)
"sits perched on the edge of the table swinging her leg and glancing at herself in the gilt mirror over the mantelpiece. A tag of her corsetlace hangs slightly below her jacket."
(15.2052)
(15.2052)
"Lynch indicates mockingly the couple at the piano.)
KITTY
(Coughs behind her hand.) She's a bit imbecilic. (She signs with a waggling forefinger.) Blemblem. (Lynch lifts up her skirt and white petticoat with his wand. She settles them down quickly.) Respect yourself. (She hiccups, then bends quickly her sailor hat under which her hair glows, red with henna.) O, excuse!"
(U15.2053)
KITTY
(Coughs behind her hand.) She's a bit imbecilic. (She signs with a waggling forefinger.) Blemblem. (Lynch lifts up her skirt and white petticoat with his wand. She settles them down quickly.) Respect yourself. (She hiccups, then bends quickly her sailor hat under which her hair glows, red with henna.) O, excuse!"
(U15.2053)
" ZOE
More limelight, Charley. (she goes to the chandelier and turns the gas full cock.)
KITTY
(peers at the gasjet) What ails it tonight?
LYNCH
(deeply) Enter a ghost and hobgoblins.
ZOE
Clap on the back for Zoe." (U15.2062)
More limelight, Charley. (she goes to the chandelier and turns the gas full cock.)
KITTY
(peers at the gasjet) What ails it tonight?
LYNCH
(deeply) Enter a ghost and hobgoblins.
ZOE
Clap on the back for Zoe." (U15.2062)
"(The wand in Lynch's hand flashes: a brass poker. Stephen stands at the pianola on which sprawl his hat and ashplant. With two fingers he repeats once more the series of empty fifths. Florry Talbot, a blond feeble goosefat whore in a tatterdemalion gown of mildewed strawberry, lolls spreadeagle in the sofacorner, her limp forearm pendent over the bolster, listening. A heavy stye droops over her sleepy eyelid.)
KITTY
(hiccups again with a kick of her horsed foot) O, excuse!
ZOE
(promptly) Your boy's thinking of you. Tie a knot on your shift."
(U15.2071)
KITTY
(hiccups again with a kick of her horsed foot) O, excuse!
ZOE
(promptly) Your boy's thinking of you. Tie a knot on your shift."
(U15.2071)
"(Kitty Ricketts bends her head. Her boa uncoils, slides, glides over her shoulder, back, arm, chair to the ground. Lynch lifts the curled caterpillar on his wand. She snakes her neck, nestling. Stephen glances behind at the squatted figure with its cap back to the front.)
STEPHEN
As a matter of fact it is of no importance whether Benedetto Marcello found it or made it. The rite is the poet's rest."
(U15.2082)
STEPHEN
As a matter of fact it is of no importance whether Benedetto Marcello found it or made it. The rite is the poet's rest."
(U15.2082)
" It may be an old hymn to Demeter or also illustrate Coela enarrant gloriam Domini. It is susceptible of nodes or modes as far apart as hyperphrygian and mixolydian"
(U15.2088)
(U15.2088)
"and of texts so divergent as priests haihooping round David's that is Circe's or what am I saying Ceres' altar and David's tip from the stable to his chief bassoonist about the alrightness of his almightiness. Mais nom de nom, that is another pair of trousers. Jetez la gourme."
(U15.2090)
(U15.2090)
"Faut que jeunesse se passe.
(he stops, pointsat Lynch's cap, smiles, laughs) Which side is your knowledge bump?"
(U15.2094)
(he stops, pointsat Lynch's cap, smiles, laughs) Which side is your knowledge bump?"
(U15.2094)
"THE CAP
(with saturnine spleen) Ba! It is because it is. Woman's reason. Jewgreek is greekjew. Extremes meet. Death is the highest form of life. Ba!"
(U15.2096)
(with saturnine spleen) Ba! It is because it is. Woman's reason. Jewgreek is greekjew. Extremes meet. Death is the highest form of life. Ba!"
(U15.2096)
"STEPHEN
You remember fairly accurately all my errors, boasts, mistakes. How long shall I continue to close my eyes to disloyalty? Whetstone!
THE CAP
Ba!
STEPHEN
Here's another for you. (he frowns) The reason is because the fundamental and the dominant are separated by the greatest possible interval which ....
THE CAP
Which? Finish. You can't." (U15.2099)
You remember fairly accurately all my errors, boasts, mistakes. How long shall I continue to close my eyes to disloyalty? Whetstone!
THE CAP
Ba!
STEPHEN
Here's another for you. (he frowns) The reason is because the fundamental and the dominant are separated by the greatest possible interval which ....
THE CAP
Which? Finish. You can't." (U15.2099)
"STEPHEN
(With an effort.) Interval which. Is the greatest possible ellipse. Consistent with. The ultimate return. The octave. Which.
THE CAP
Which?
(Outside the gramophone begins to blare The Holy City.)"
(U15.2110)
(With an effort.) Interval which. Is the greatest possible ellipse. Consistent with. The ultimate return. The octave. Which.
THE CAP
Which?
(Outside the gramophone begins to blare The Holy City.)"
(U15.2110)
"STEPHEN
(Abruptly.) What went forth to the ends of the world to traverse not itself. God, the sun, Shakespeare, a commercial traveller, having itself traversed in reality itself becomes that self. Wait a moment. Wait a second. Damn that fellow's noise in the street. Self which it itself was ineluctably preconditioned to become. Ecco!
LYNCH
(With a mocking whinny of laughter grins at Bloom and Zoe Higgins.) What a learned speech, eh?
ZOE
(briskly) God help your head, he knows more than you have forgotten."
(U15.2116)
(Abruptly.) What went forth to the ends of the world to traverse not itself. God, the sun, Shakespeare, a commercial traveller, having itself traversed in reality itself becomes that self. Wait a moment. Wait a second. Damn that fellow's noise in the street. Self which it itself was ineluctably preconditioned to become. Ecco!
LYNCH
(With a mocking whinny of laughter grins at Bloom and Zoe Higgins.) What a learned speech, eh?
ZOE
(briskly) God help your head, he knows more than you have forgotten."
(U15.2116)
"(With obese stupidity Florry Talbot regards Stephen.)
FLORRY
They say the last day is coming this summer.
KITTY
No!
ZOE
(explodes in laughter) Great unjust God!
FLORRY
(offended) Well, it was in the papers about Antichrist. O, my foot's tickling."
(U15.2127)
FLORRY
They say the last day is coming this summer.
KITTY
No!
ZOE
(explodes in laughter) Great unjust God!
FLORRY
(offended) Well, it was in the papers about Antichrist. O, my foot's tickling."
(U15.2127)