"(He turns to his subjects.) We have come here to witness a clean straight fight and we heartily wish both men the best of good luck. Mahak makar a bak. (He shakes hands with Private Carr, Private Compton, Stephen, Bloom and Lynch.)
(General applause. Edward the Seventh lifts his bucket graciously in acknowledgement.)
PRIVATE CARR
(to Stephen) Say it again.
STEPHEN
(nervous, friendly, pulls himself up) I understand your point of view though I have no king myself for the moment. This is the age of patent medicines. A discussion is difficult down here. But this is the point. You die for your country. Suppose. (he places his arm on Private Carr's sleeve) Not that I wish it for you. But I say: Let my country die for me. Up to the present it has done so. I didn't want it to die. Damn death. Long live life!"
(U15.4460)
(General applause. Edward the Seventh lifts his bucket graciously in acknowledgement.)
PRIVATE CARR
(to Stephen) Say it again.
STEPHEN
(nervous, friendly, pulls himself up) I understand your point of view though I have no king myself for the moment. This is the age of patent medicines. A discussion is difficult down here. But this is the point. You die for your country. Suppose. (he places his arm on Private Carr's sleeve) Not that I wish it for you. But I say: Let my country die for me. Up to the present it has done so. I didn't want it to die. Damn death. Long live life!"
(U15.4460)
"EDWARD THE SEVENTH
(Levitates over heaps of slain, in the garb and with the halo of Joking Jesus, a white jujube in his phosphorescent face.)
My methods are new and are causing surprise.
To make the blind see I throw dust in their eyes.
STEPHEN
Kings and unicorns! (he fills back a pace) Come somewhere and we'll... What was that girl saying ...?"
(U13.4475)
(Levitates over heaps of slain, in the garb and with the halo of Joking Jesus, a white jujube in his phosphorescent face.)
My methods are new and are causing surprise.
To make the blind see I throw dust in their eyes.
STEPHEN
Kings and unicorns! (he fills back a pace) Come somewhere and we'll... What was that girl saying ...?"
(U13.4475)
"PRIVATE COMPTON
Eh, Harry, give him a kick in the knackers. Stick one into Jerry.
BLOOM
(to the privates, softly) He doesn't know what he's saying. Taken a little more than is good for him. Absinthe. Greeneyed monster. I know him. He's a gentleman, a poet. It's all right."
(U15.4483)
Eh, Harry, give him a kick in the knackers. Stick one into Jerry.
BLOOM
(to the privates, softly) He doesn't know what he's saying. Taken a little more than is good for him. Absinthe. Greeneyed monster. I know him. He's a gentleman, a poet. It's all right."
(U15.4483)
"STEPHEN
(nods, smiling and laughing) Gentleman, patriot, scholar and judge of impostors.
PRIVATE CARR
I don't give a bugger who he is.
PRIVATE COMPTON
We don't give a bugger who he is." (U15.4489)
(nods, smiling and laughing) Gentleman, patriot, scholar and judge of impostors.
PRIVATE CARR
I don't give a bugger who he is.
PRIVATE COMPTON
We don't give a bugger who he is." (U15.4489)
"STEPHEN
I seem to annoy them. Green rag to a bull."
(U15.4496)
I seem to annoy them. Green rag to a bull."
(U15.4496)
"(Kevin Egan of Paris in black Spanish tasselled shirt and peep-o'-day boy's hat signs to Stephen.)"
(U15.4498)
(U15.4498)
"(Patrice Egan peeps from behind, his rabbitface nibbling a quince leaf.)
PATRICE
Socialiste!"
(U15.4500)
PATRICE
Socialiste!"
(U15.4500)
"KEVIN EGAN
H'lo! Bonjour! The vieille ogresse with the dents jaunes."
(U15.4500)
H'lo! Bonjour! The vieille ogresse with the dents jaunes."
(U15.4500)
"DON EMILE PATRIZ1O FRANZ RUPERT POPE HENNESSY
(in medieval hauberk, two wild geese volant on his helm, with noble indignation points a mailed hand against the privates) Werf those eykes to footboden, big grand porcos of johnyellows todos covered of gravy!
BLOOM
(to Stephen) Come home. You'll get into trouble.
STEPHEN
(swaying) I don't avoid it. He provokes my intelligence.
BIDDY THE CLAP
One immediately observes that he is of patrician lineage."
(U15.4506)
(in medieval hauberk, two wild geese volant on his helm, with noble indignation points a mailed hand against the privates) Werf those eykes to footboden, big grand porcos of johnyellows todos covered of gravy!
BLOOM
(to Stephen) Come home. You'll get into trouble.
STEPHEN
(swaying) I don't avoid it. He provokes my intelligence.
BIDDY THE CLAP
One immediately observes that he is of patrician lineage."
(U15.4506)
"THE VIRAGO
Green above the red, says he. Wolfe Tone.
THE BAWD
The red's as good as the green. And better. Up the soldiers! Up King Edward!
A ROUGH
(laughs) Ay! Hands up to De Wet."
(U15.4516)
Green above the red, says he. Wolfe Tone.
THE BAWD
The red's as good as the green. And better. Up the soldiers! Up King Edward!
A ROUGH
(laughs) Ay! Hands up to De Wet."
(U15.4516)
THE CITIZEN
(with a huge emerald muffler and shillelagh, calls)"
(U15.4523)
(with a huge emerald muffler and shillelagh, calls)"
(U15.4523)
"May the God above
Send down a dove
With teeth as sharp as razors
To slit the throats
Of the English dogs
That hanged our Irish leaders."
(U15.4525)
Send down a dove
With teeth as sharp as razors
To slit the throats
Of the English dogs
That hanged our Irish leaders."
(U15.4525)
"THE CROPPY BOY
(the ropenoose round his neck, gripes in his issuing bowels with both hands)
I bear no hate to a living thing,
But I love my country beyond the king.”
(U15.4531)
(the ropenoose round his neck, gripes in his issuing bowels with both hands)
I bear no hate to a living thing,
But I love my country beyond the king.”
(U15.4531)
"RUMBOLD, DEMON BARBER
(Accompanied by two blackmasked assistants, advances with gladstone bag which he opens.) Ladies and gents, cleaver purchased by Mrs Pearcy to slay Mogg."
(U15.4536)
(Accompanied by two blackmasked assistants, advances with gladstone bag which he opens.) Ladies and gents, cleaver purchased by Mrs Pearcy to slay Mogg."
(U15.4536)
"Knife with which Voisin dismembered the wife of a compatriot and hid remains in a sheet in the cellar, the unfortunate female's throat being cut from ear to ear. Phial containing arsenic retrieved from the body of Miss Barron which sent Seddon to the gallows."
(U15.4539)
(U15.4539)
"(He jerks the rope. The assistants leap at the victim's legs and drag him downward, grunting. The croppy boy's tongue protrudes violently.)
THE CROPPY BOY
Horhot ho hray hor hother's hest."
(U15.4543)
THE CROPPY BOY
Horhot ho hray hor hother's hest."
(U15.4543)