"A concave mirror at the side presents to him lovelorn longlost lugubru Booloohoom." (U15.145)
"Grave Gladstone sees him level, Bloom for Bloom." (U15.146)
"He passes, struck by the stare of truculent Wellington," (U15.147)
"but in the convex mirror grin unstruck the bonham eyes and fatchuck cheekchops of jollypoldy the rixdix dolly.
At Antonio Pabaiotti's door Bloom halts, sweated under the bright arclamp. He disappears. In a moment he reappears and hurries on.)
BLOOM
Fish and taters. N. g. Ah!
(He disappears into Olhausen's, the porkbutcher's, under the downcoming rollshutter. A few moments later he emerges from under the shutter, puffing Poldy, blowing Bloohoom." (U15.148)
At Antonio Pabaiotti's door Bloom halts, sweated under the bright arclamp. He disappears. In a moment he reappears and hurries on.)
BLOOM
Fish and taters. N. g. Ah!
(He disappears into Olhausen's, the porkbutcher's, under the downcoming rollshutter. A few moments later he emerges from under the shutter, puffing Poldy, blowing Bloohoom." (U15.148)
"In each hand he holds a parcel, one containing a lukewarm pig's crubeen, the other a cold sheep's trotter sprinkled with wholepepper. He gasps, standing upright. Then bending to one side he presses a parcel against his ribs and groans.)
BLOOM
Stitch in my side. Why did I run?
(He takes breath with care and goes forward slowly towards the lampset siding. The glow leaps again.)" (U15.157)
BLOOM
Stitch in my side. Why did I run?
(He takes breath with care and goes forward slowly towards the lampset siding. The glow leaps again.)" (U15.157)
"BLOOM
What is that? A flasher? Searchlight.
(He stands at Cormack's corner, watching.)
BLOOM
Aurora borealis or a steel foundry? Ah, the brigade, of course. South side anyhow. Big blaze. Might be his house. Beggar's bush. We're safe." (U15.166)
What is that? A flasher? Searchlight.
(He stands at Cormack's corner, watching.)
BLOOM
Aurora borealis or a steel foundry? Ah, the brigade, of course. South side anyhow. Big blaze. Might be his house. Beggar's bush. We're safe." (U15.166)
"(he hums cheerfully.) London's burning, London's burning! On fire, on fire! (He catches sight of the navvy lurching through the crowd at the farther side of Talbot street.) I'll miss him. Run. Quick. Better cross here." (U15.171)
"(He darts to cross the road. Urchins shout.)
THE URCHINS
Mind out, mister!" (U15.175)
THE URCHINS
Mind out, mister!" (U15.175)
"(The brake cracks violently. Bloom, raising a policeman's whitegloved hand, blunders stifflegged out of the track. The motorman, thrown forward, pugnosed, on the guidewheel, yells as he slides past over chains and keys.)
THE MOTORMAN
Hey, shitbreeches, are you doing the hat trick?
(Bloom trickleaps to the curbstone and halts again. He brushes a mudflake from his cheek with a parcelled hand.)
BLOOM
No thoroughfare. Close shave that but cured the stitch." (U15.190
THE MOTORMAN
Hey, shitbreeches, are you doing the hat trick?
(Bloom trickleaps to the curbstone and halts again. He brushes a mudflake from his cheek with a parcelled hand.)
BLOOM
No thoroughfare. Close shave that but cured the stitch." (U15.190
"Must take up Sandow's exercises again. On the hands down. Insure against street accident too." (U15.199)
An ad for Sandow's Exercises, and their multiple health benefits, in Pearson's Magazine.
An ad for Sandow's Exercises, and their multiple health benefits, in Pearson's Magazine.
"(A sinister figure leans on plaited legs against O'Beirne's wall, a visage unknown, injected with dark mercury. From under a wideleaved sombrero the figure regards him with evil eye.)
BLOOM
Bueñas noches, señorita Blanca. Que calle es esta?
THE FIGURE
(Impassive, raises a signal arm.) Password. Sraid Mabbot.
BLOOM
Haha. Merci. Esperanto. Slan leath. (he mutters) Gaelic league spy, sent by that fireeater." (U15.212)
BLOOM
Bueñas noches, señorita Blanca. Que calle es esta?
THE FIGURE
(Impassive, raises a signal arm.) Password. Sraid Mabbot.
BLOOM
Haha. Merci. Esperanto. Slan leath. (he mutters) Gaelic league spy, sent by that fireeater." (U15.212)
"(He steps forward. A sackshouldered ragman bars his path. He steps left, ragsackman left.)
BLOOM
I beg.
(He leaps right, sackragman right.)" (U15.228)
BLOOM
I beg.
(He leaps right, sackragman right.)" (U15.228)
"BLOOM
Keep to the right, right, right. If there is a signpost planted by the Touring Club at Stepaside who procured that public boon? I who lost my way and contributed to the columns of the Irish Cyclist the letter headed In darkest Stepaside. Keep, keep, keep to the right. Rags and bones, at midnight. A fence more likely. First place murderer makes for. Wash off his sins of the world." (U15.230)
[Image courtesy of the ZJJF]
Keep to the right, right, right. If there is a signpost planted by the Touring Club at Stepaside who procured that public boon? I who lost my way and contributed to the columns of the Irish Cyclist the letter headed In darkest Stepaside. Keep, keep, keep to the right. Rags and bones, at midnight. A fence more likely. First place murderer makes for. Wash off his sins of the world." (U15.230)
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"BLOOM
Beware of pickpockets. Old thieves' dodge. Collide. Then snatch your purse.
(The retriever approaches sniffing, nose to the ground. A sprawled form sneezes. A stooped bearded figure appears garbed in the long caftan of an elder in Zion and a smokingcap with magenta tassels. Horned spectacles hang down at the wings of the nose. Yellow poison streaks are on the drawn face.)" (U15.244)
Beware of pickpockets. Old thieves' dodge. Collide. Then snatch your purse.
(The retriever approaches sniffing, nose to the ground. A sprawled form sneezes. A stooped bearded figure appears garbed in the long caftan of an elder in Zion and a smokingcap with magenta tassels. Horned spectacles hang down at the wings of the nose. Yellow poison streaks are on the drawn face.)" (U15.244)
"ELLEN BLOOM
(In pantomime dame's stringed mobcap, widow Twankey's crinoline and bustle, blouse with muttonleg sleeves buttoned behind, grey mittens and cameo brooch, her plaited hair in a crispine net," ([U15.282])
Widow Twankey is a character in the pantomime Aladdin. She is a pantomime dame (i.e., a female character played by a man) who runs a Chinese laundry in Peking, China. She has 2 sons: Aladdin, the hero of the pantomime, and Wishy Washy (or Wishee Washee), who just helps in the laundry. She is not pivotal in the plot, but more a source of jokes and innuendo, mostly centred on items of underwear on the washing line. The first Widow Twankey was played by James Rogers at the Strand Theatre in 1861. This photo shows Dan Leno in the role.
(Image courtesy of the ZJJF)
(In pantomime dame's stringed mobcap, widow Twankey's crinoline and bustle, blouse with muttonleg sleeves buttoned behind, grey mittens and cameo brooch, her plaited hair in a crispine net," ([U15.282])
Widow Twankey is a character in the pantomime Aladdin. She is a pantomime dame (i.e., a female character played by a man) who runs a Chinese laundry in Peking, China. She has 2 sons: Aladdin, the hero of the pantomime, and Wishy Washy (or Wishee Washee), who just helps in the laundry. She is not pivotal in the plot, but more a source of jokes and innuendo, mostly centred on items of underwear on the washing line. The first Widow Twankey was played by James Rogers at the Strand Theatre in 1861. This photo shows Dan Leno in the role.
(Image courtesy of the ZJJF)
"appears over the staircase banisters, a slanted candlestick in her hand, and cries out in shrill alarm.) O blessed Redeemer, what have they done to him! My smelling salts! (She hauls up a reef of skirt and ransacks the pouch of her striped blay petticoat." (U15.285)