"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. Huguenot churchyard near there. Visit some day." (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.
"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. 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." (U5.472)
"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)

"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)
"Brings out the darkness of her eyes. Looking at me, the sheet up to her eyes, Spanish, smelling herself, when I was fixing the links in my cuffs." (U4.494)
"Those homely recipes are often the best: strawberries for the teeth: nettles and rainwater: oatmeal they say steeped in buttermilk. Skinfood." (U5.496)
"One of the old queen's sons, duke of Albany was it? had only one skin. Leopold, yes. Three we have. Warts, bunions and pimples to make it worse." (U5.497)
"But you want a perfume too. What perfume does your? Peau d'Espagne. That orangeflower water is so fresh. Nice smell these soaps have. Pure curd soap." (U5.499)
"But you want a perfume too. What perfume does your? Peau d'Espagne. That orangeflower water is so fresh. Nice smell these soaps have. Pure curd soap." (U5.499)
"Time to get a bath round the corner. Hammam. Turkish. Massage. Dirt gets rolled up in your navel. Nicer if a nice girl did it. Also I think I. Yes I. Do it in the bath. Curious longing I. Water to water. Combine business with pleasure. Pity no time for massage. Feel fresh then all day. Funeral be rather glum." (U5.502)

A Dublin guidebook (1895) lists the following baths:
* St Stephen's Green Baths, at the west side of St Stephen's Green Park. This establishment provides excellent and varied accomodation, including Turkish baths, with plunge, hot and cold water, fresh and salt, electric and medicated baths. A special department for ladies.
* The Turkish Baths, in Lincoln place, close to Westland Row Terminus, afford good accomodation both for Ladies and Gentlemen. All kinds of water baths (swimming baths excepted) are here provided.
* The Hammam Hotel and Turkish Baths, in Upper Sackville street, are commodious and well conducted. Warm and cold water baths may be had also.
* 11 Leinster street. Turkish and other baths. [This is the hammam around the corner from Bloom].
* Nassau Place. Hot and cold water baths; first, second and third class.
"- Yes, sir, the chemist said. That was two and nine. Have you brought a bottle?
- No, Mr Bloom said. Make it up, please. I'll call later in the day and I'll take one of those soaps. How much are they?
- Fourpence, sir." (U5.507)
"Mr Bloom raised a cake to his nostrils. Sweet lemony wax.
- I'll take this one, he said. That makes three and a penny.
- Yes, sir, the chemist said. You can pay all together, sir, when you come back.
- Good, Mr Bloom said.
He strolled out of the shop, the newspaper baton under his armpit, the coolwrappered soap in his left hand." (U5.512)
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