"He swept the mirror a half circle in the air to flash the tidings abroad in sunlight now radiant on the sea. His curling shaven lips laughed and the edges of his white glittering teeth. Laughter seized all his strong wellknit trunk.
- Look at yourself, he said, you dreadful bard!
Stephen bent forward and peered at the mirror held out to him, cleft by a crooked crack. Hair on end. As he and others see me. Who chose this face for me? This dogsbody to rid of vermin. It asks me too." (U1.130)
- Look at yourself, he said, you dreadful bard!
Stephen bent forward and peered at the mirror held out to him, cleft by a crooked crack. Hair on end. As he and others see me. Who chose this face for me? This dogsbody to rid of vermin. It asks me too." (U1.130)
"- I pinched it out of the skivvy's room, Buck Mulligan said. It does her all right. The aunt always keeps plainlooking servants for Malachi. Lead him not into temptation. And her name is Ursula.
Laughing again, he brought the mirror away from Stephen's peering eyes.
- The rage of Caliban at not seeing his face in a mirror, he said. If Wilde were only alive to see you!" (U1.138)
Laughing again, he brought the mirror away from Stephen's peering eyes.
- The rage of Caliban at not seeing his face in a mirror, he said. If Wilde were only alive to see you!" (U1.138)
"Drawing back and pointing, Stephen said with bitterness:
- It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked lookingglass of a servant." (U1.145)
- It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked lookingglass of a servant." (U1.145)
"Buck Mulligan suddenly linked his arm in Stephen's and walked with him round the tower, his razor and mirror clacking in the pocket where he had thrust them.
- It's not fair to tease you like that, Kinch, is it? he said kindly. God knows you have more spirit than any of them." (U1.147)
(Image courtesy of Robert Nicholson)
- It's not fair to tease you like that, Kinch, is it? he said kindly. God knows you have more spirit than any of them." (U1.147)
(Image courtesy of Robert Nicholson)
"Parried again. He fears the lancet of my art as I fear that of his. The cold steel pen.
- Cracked lookingglass of a servant! Tell that to the oxy chap downstairs and touch him for a guinea. He's stinking with money and thinks you're not a gentleman." (U1.152)
The Linati scheme for Telemachus includes the correpondances Stephen - Telemachus; Antinous - Buck Mulligan. Antinous was the most arrogant of Penelope's suitors, and led a campaign to have Telemachus killed.
- Cracked lookingglass of a servant! Tell that to the oxy chap downstairs and touch him for a guinea. He's stinking with money and thinks you're not a gentleman." (U1.152)
The Linati scheme for Telemachus includes the correpondances Stephen - Telemachus; Antinous - Buck Mulligan. Antinous was the most arrogant of Penelope's suitors, and led a campaign to have Telemachus killed.
"His old fellow made his tin by selling jalap to Zulus or some bloody swindle or other." (U1.156)
Jalap is a laxative! From EB 1911: "Jalap is a cathartic drug consisting of the tuberous roots of Ipomaea Purga, a convolvulaceous plant growing on the eastern declivities of the Mexican Andes at an elevation of 5-8000 ft above the level of the sea. Jalap has been known in Europe since the beginning of the 17c., and derives its name from the city of Jalapa in Mexico, near which it grows." The jalap trade was likely a cover for some bloody swindle or other.
Jalap is a laxative! From EB 1911: "Jalap is a cathartic drug consisting of the tuberous roots of Ipomaea Purga, a convolvulaceous plant growing on the eastern declivities of the Mexican Andes at an elevation of 5-8000 ft above the level of the sea. Jalap has been known in Europe since the beginning of the 17c., and derives its name from the city of Jalapa in Mexico, near which it grows." The jalap trade was likely a cover for some bloody swindle or other.
"God, Kinch, if you and I could only work together we might do something for the island. Hellenise it.
Cranly's arm. His arm." (U1.157)
Cranly's arm. His arm." (U1.157)
"- And to think of your having to beg from these swine. I'm the only one that knows what you are. Why don't you trust me more? What have you up your nose against me? Is it Haines? If he makes any noise here I'll bring down Seymour and we'll give him a ragging worse than they gave Clive Kempthorpe." (U1.160)
"Young shouts of moneyed voices in Clive Kempthorpe's rooms. Palefaces: they hold their ribs with laughter, one clasping another. O, I shall expire! Break the news to her gently, Aubrey! I shall die!" (U2.165)
'Break the News to Mother Gently' in a song from the 1890s with Lyrics by Edward B. Marx and Music by Will H. Fox. The News to Mother is that her soldier son has died.
'Break the News to Mother Gently' in a song from the 1890s with Lyrics by Edward B. Marx and Music by Will H. Fox. The News to Mother is that her soldier son has died.
"With slit ribbons of his shirt whipping the air he hops and hobbles round the table, with trousers down at heels, chased by Ades of Magdalen with the tailor's shears. A scared calf's face gilded with marmalade. I don't want to be debagged! Don't you play the giddy ox with me!." (U1.167)"
"Shouts from the open window startling evening in the quadrangle. A deaf gardener, aproned, masked with Matthew Arnold's face, pushes his mower on the sombre lawn watching narrowly the dancing motes of grasshalms.
To ourselves .... new paganism .... omphalos.
- Let him stay, Stephen said. There's nothing wrong with him except at night.
- Then what is it? Buck Mulligan asked impatiently. Cough it up. I'm quite frank with you. What have you against me now?" (U1.172)
To ourselves .... new paganism .... omphalos.
- Let him stay, Stephen said. There's nothing wrong with him except at night.
- Then what is it? Buck Mulligan asked impatiently. Cough it up. I'm quite frank with you. What have you against me now?" (U1.172)
"They halted, looking towards the blunt cape of Bray Head that lay on the water like the snout of a sleeping whale." (U1.181)
"Stephen freed his arm quietly.
- Do you wish me to tell you? he asked.
- Yes, what is it? Buck Mulligan answered. I don't remember anything.
He looked in Stephen's face as he spoke. A light wind passed his brow, fanning softly his fair uncombed hair and stirring silver points of anxiety in his eyes.
Stephen, depressed by his own voice, said:
- Do you remember the first day I went to your house after my mother's death?
Buck Mulligan frowned quickly and said:
- What? Where? I can't remember anything. I remember only ideas and sensations. Why? What happened in the name of God?
—You were making tea, Stephen said, and went across the landing to get more hot water. Your mother and some visitor came out of the drawingroom. She asked you who was in your room.
- Yes? Buck Mulligan said. What did I say? I forget." (U1.182)
- Do you wish me to tell you? he asked.
- Yes, what is it? Buck Mulligan answered. I don't remember anything.
He looked in Stephen's face as he spoke. A light wind passed his brow, fanning softly his fair uncombed hair and stirring silver points of anxiety in his eyes.
Stephen, depressed by his own voice, said:
- Do you remember the first day I went to your house after my mother's death?
Buck Mulligan frowned quickly and said:
- What? Where? I can't remember anything. I remember only ideas and sensations. Why? What happened in the name of God?
—You were making tea, Stephen said, and went across the landing to get more hot water. Your mother and some visitor came out of the drawingroom. She asked you who was in your room.
- Yes? Buck Mulligan said. What did I say? I forget." (U1.182)
"- You said, Stephen answered, O, it's only Dedalus whose mother is beastly dead.
A flush which made him seem younger and more engaging rose to Buck Mulligan's cheek.
- Did I say that? he asked. Well? What harm is that?
He shook his constraint from him nervously.
-And what is death, he asked, your mother's or yours or my own? You saw only your mother die." (U1.198)
'Beastly dead' may be an inversion of the common Irish expression 'beo beithioch', Irish for 'beastly alive.' [suggested by Michael Reidy, a visitor to the site]
A flush which made him seem younger and more engaging rose to Buck Mulligan's cheek.
- Did I say that? he asked. Well? What harm is that?
He shook his constraint from him nervously.
-And what is death, he asked, your mother's or yours or my own? You saw only your mother die." (U1.198)
'Beastly dead' may be an inversion of the common Irish expression 'beo beithioch', Irish for 'beastly alive.' [suggested by Michael Reidy, a visitor to the site]
"I see them pop off every day in the Mater and Richmond and cut up into tripes in the dissectingroom. It's a beastly thing and nothing else. It simply doesn't matter. You wouldn't kneel down to pray for your mother on her deathbed when she asked you." (U1.205)
"Why? Because you have the cursed jesuit strain in you, only it's injected the wrong way." (U1.208)