"College sports today I see. He eyed the horseshoe poster over the gate of college park: cyclist doubled up like a cod in a pot. Damn bad ad. Now if they had made it round like a wheel. Then the spokes: sports, sports, sports: and the hub big: college. Something to catch the eye.
There's Hornblower standing at the porter's lodge. Keep him on hands: might take a turn in there on the nod. How do you do, Mr Hornblower? How do you do, sir?" (U5.550)
There's Hornblower standing at the porter's lodge. Keep him on hands: might take a turn in there on the nod. How do you do, Mr Hornblower? How do you do, sir?" (U5.550)
"Heavenly weather really. If life was always like that. Cricket weather. Sit around under sunshades. Over after over. Out. They can't play it here. Duck for six wickets. Still Captain Buller broke a window in the Kildare street club with a slog to square leg." (U5.558)
"Donnybrook fair more in their line. And the skulls we were acracking when M'Carthy took the floor. Heatwave. Won't last." (U5.561)
"Always passing, the stream of life, which in the stream of life we trace is dearer thaaan them all." (U5.563)
From the song 'In happy moments day by day'
in the opera Maritana Act II scene 1
Composed by William Vincent Wallace (1812 - 1865) & Edward Fitzball (1792 - 1873).
'In happy moments, day by day, the sands of life may pass
In swift but tranquil tide away, for time's unerring glass.
Yet hopes we used as bright to deem remembrance will recall.
Whose pure and whose unfading beam is dearer than them all...'
From the song 'In happy moments day by day'
in the opera Maritana Act II scene 1
Composed by William Vincent Wallace (1812 - 1865) & Edward Fitzball (1792 - 1873).
'In happy moments, day by day, the sands of life may pass
In swift but tranquil tide away, for time's unerring glass.
Yet hopes we used as bright to deem remembrance will recall.
Whose pure and whose unfading beam is dearer than them all...'
"Enjoy a bath now: clean trough of water, cool enamel, the gentle tepid stream." (U5.565)
"This is my body." (U5.566)
"He foresaw his pale body reclined in it at full, naked, in a womb of warmth, oiled by scented melting soap, softly laved." (U5.567)
"He saw his trunk and limbs riprippled over and sustained, buoyed lightly upward, lemonyellow: his navel, bud of flesh:" (U5.568)
"and saw the dark tangled curls of his bush floating, floating hair of the stream around the limp father of thousands, a languid floating flower." (U5.570)