"Saw something in me. Wonder what. Sooner have me as I am than some poet chap with bearsgrease plastery hair, lovelock over his dexter optic." (U13.833)
"To aid gentleman in literary. Ought to attend to my appearance my age." (U13.835)
"Didn't let her see me in profile. Still, you never know. Pretty girls and ugly men marrying. Beauty and the beast. Besides I can't be so if Molly." (U13.836)
"Took off her hat to show her hair. Wide brim bought to hide her face, meeting someone might know her, bend down or carry a bunch of flowers to smell. Hair strong in rut. Ten bob I got for Molly's combings when we were on the rocks in Holles street. Why not?" (U13.838)
"Suppose he gave her money. Why not? All a prejudice. She's worth ten, fifteen, more, a pound. What? I think so. All that for nothing. Bold hand: Mrs Marion. Did I forget to write address on that letter like the postcard I sent to Flynn? And the day I went to Drimmie's without a necktie. Wrangle with Molly it was put me off. No, I remember. Richie Goulding. He's another. Weighs on his mind." (U13.841)
"Funny my watch stopped at half past four. Dust. Shark liver oil they use to clean. Could do it myself. Save. Was that just when he, she?
O, he did. Into her. She did. Done.
Ah!
Mr Bloom with careful hand recomposed his wet shirt. O Lord, that little limping devil. Begins to feel cold and clammy. Aftereffect not pleasant. Still you have to get rid of it someway." (U13.846)
O, he did. Into her. She did. Done.
Ah!
Mr Bloom with careful hand recomposed his wet shirt. O Lord, that little limping devil. Begins to feel cold and clammy. Aftereffect not pleasant. Still you have to get rid of it someway." (U13.846)
"They don't care. Complimented perhaps. Go home to nicey bread and milky and say night prayers with the kiddies. Well, aren't they? See her as she is spoil all." (U13.853)
"Must have the stage setting, the rouge, costume, position, music. The name too." (U13.855)
"Amours of actresses. Nell Gwynn," (U13.856)
Eleanor 'Nell' Gwynn (1650 - 1687), was one of the earliest English actresses to receive prominent recognition, and a long-time mistress of King Charles II. She was called "pretty, witty Nell" by Samuel Pepys. She has entered history as a living embodiment of the spirit of Restoration England, and also as a folk heroine who lived a Cinderella rags-to-royalty tale. She gave 2 sons to the King: Charles Beauclerk (b. 1670) and James Beauclerk (b. 1671). Nell was the only one of Charles II's mistresses to be genuinely popular with the English public.
Eleanor 'Nell' Gwynn (1650 - 1687), was one of the earliest English actresses to receive prominent recognition, and a long-time mistress of King Charles II. She was called "pretty, witty Nell" by Samuel Pepys. She has entered history as a living embodiment of the spirit of Restoration England, and also as a folk heroine who lived a Cinderella rags-to-royalty tale. She gave 2 sons to the King: Charles Beauclerk (b. 1670) and James Beauclerk (b. 1671). Nell was the only one of Charles II's mistresses to be genuinely popular with the English public.
American playwright Paul Kester (1870 - 1933) wrote 'Sweet Nell of Old Drury,' a comedy in 4 acts popular on the Edwardian stage. This PC from the 1900s shows Julia Neilson as Nell and Malcolm Cherry as Charles II.
"Mrs Bracegirdle," (U13.857)
"Maud Branscombe." (U13.857)
"Curtain up. Moonlight silver effulgence. Maiden discovered with pensive bosom. Little sweetheart come and kiss me. Still, I feel. The strength it gives a man. That's the secret of it." (U13.857)
"Good job I let off there behind the wall coming out of Dignam's. Cider that was. Otherwise I couldn't have." (U13.860)
"Makes you want to sing after. Lacaus esant taratara." (U13.861)
"Suppose I spoke to her. What about? Bad plan however if you don't know how to end the conversation. Ask them a question they ask you another. Good idea if you're stuck. Gain time. But then you're in a cart. Wonderful of course if you say: good evening, and you see she's on for it: good evening. O but the dark evening in the Appian way I nearly spoke to Mrs Clinch O thinking she was. Whew! Girl in Meath street that night. All the dirty things I made her say. All wrong of course. My arks she called it. It's so hard to find one who. Aho! If you don't answer when they solicit must be horrible for them till they harden. And kissed my hand when I gave her the extra two shillings. Parrots. Press the button and the bird will squeak. Wish she hadn't called me sir. O, her mouth in the dark!" (U13.863)