"He stood up. Hello. Were those two buttons of my waistcoat open all the time? Women enjoy it. Never tell you." (U5.452)
"Excuse, miss, there's a (whh!) just a (whh!) fluff. Or their skirt behind, placket unhooked. Glimpses of the moon. Annoyed if you don't. Why didn't you tell me before. Still like you better untidy. Good job it wasn't farther south. He passed, discreetly buttoning, down the aisle and out through the main door into the light.
He stood a moment unseeing by the cold black marble bowl while before him and behind two worshippers dipped furtive hands in the low tide of holy water." (U5.453)
He stood a moment unseeing by the cold black marble bowl while before him and behind two worshippers dipped furtive hands in the low tide of holy water." (U5.453)
"Trams: a car of Prescott's dyeworks:" (U5.460)
An advertisement for Prescott's Dye Works on the back of a Dublin Tram ticket.
An advertisement for Prescott's Dye Works on the back of a Dublin Tram ticket.
"a widow in her weeds. Notice because I'm in mourning myself. He covered himself. How goes the time? Quarter past. Time enough yet." (U5.460)
"Better get that lotion made up. Where is this? Ah yes, the last time. Sweny's in Lincoln place. Chemists rarely move. Their green and gold beaconjars too heavy to stir. Hamilton Long's, founded in the year of the flood." (U5.462)
On this PC of Grafton street, we can see Hamilton Long & Co. Ltd. Medical Hall and Compounding Establishment. Their main addresses were 107 Grafton street and 3 Sackville street. They also had branches in Rathmines, Kingstown and Clontarf.
On this PC of Grafton street, we can see Hamilton Long & Co. Ltd. Medical Hall and Compounding Establishment. Their main addresses were 107 Grafton street and 3 Sackville street. They also had branches in Rathmines, Kingstown and Clontarf.
"Huguenot churchyard near there. Visit some day." (U5.465)
"He walked southward along Westland row. But the recipe is in the other trousers. O, and I forgot that latchkey too. Bore this funeral affair. O well, poor fellow, it's not his fault. When was it I got it made up last? Wait. I changed a sovereign I remember. First of the month it must have been or the second. O, he can look it up in the prescriptions book." (U5.467)
"The chemist turned back page after page. Sandy shrivelled smell he seems to have. Shrunken skull. And old. Quest for the philosopher's stone. The alchemists. Drugs age you after mental excitement. Lethargy then. Why? Reaction. A lifetime in a night. Gradually changes your character." (U5.472)
"Living all the day among herbs, ointments, disinfectants. All his alabaster lilypots. Mortar and pestle. Aq. Dist. Fol. Laur. Te Virid. Smell almost cure you like the dentist's doorbell. Doctor Whack. He ought to physic himself a bit. Electuary or emulsion. The first fellow that picked an herb to cure himself had a bit of pluck. Simples. Want to be careful." (U5.476)
"Enough stuff here to chloroform you. Test: turns blue litmus paper red. Chloroform. Overdose of laudanum. Sleeping draughts. Lovephiltres." (U5.480)
"Paragoric poppysyrup bad for cough. Clogs the pores or the phlegm. Poisons the only cures. Remedy where you least expect it. Clever of nature.
- About a fortnight ago, sir?
- Yes, Mr Bloom said.
He waited by the counter, inhaling slowly the keen reek of drugs," (U5.482)
- About a fortnight ago, sir?
- Yes, Mr Bloom said.
He waited by the counter, inhaling slowly the keen reek of drugs," (U5.482)
"the dusty dry smell of sponges and loofahs. Lot of time taken up telling your aches and pains." (U5.487)
"- Sweet almond oil and tincture of benzoin, Mr Bloom said, and then orangeflower water...
It certainly did make her skin so delicate white like wax.
- And white wax also, he said." (U5.490)
It certainly did make her skin so delicate white like wax.
- And white wax also, he said." (U5.490)
"Brings out the darkness of her eyes." (U5.494)
"Looking at me, the sheet up to her eyes, Spanish, smelling herself, when I was fixing the links in my cuffs." (U5.494)
"Those homely recipes are often the best: strawberries for the teeth: nettles and rainwater: oatmeal they say steeped in buttermilk. Skinfood." (U5.496)