- Non intres in judicium cum servo tuo, Domine.
Makes them feel more important to be prayed over in Latin. Requiem mass. Crape weepers. Blackedged notepaper. Your name on the altarlist. Chilly place this. Want to feed well, sitting in there all the morning in the gloom kicking his heels waiting for the next please. Eyes of a toad too." (U6.597)
The legend of this PC reads: 'St Werburgh's Church, Dublin. In a vault under the chancel lies the body of Lord Edward Fitzgerald.'
The server piped the answers in the treble. I often thought it would be better to have boy servants. Up to fifteen or so. After that, of course ...
Holy water that was, I expect. Shaking sleep out of it. He must be fed up with that job, shaking that thing over all the corpses they trot up. What harm if he could see what he was shaking it over." (U6.618)
Said he was going to paradise or is in paradise. Says that over everybody. Tiresome kind of a job. But he has to say something.
The priest closed his book and went off, followed by the server. Corny Kelleher opened the sidedoors and the gravediggers came in, hoisted the coffin again, carried it out and shoved it on their cart. Corny Kelleher gave one wreath to the boy and the other to the brother-in-law." (U6.628)
The ree the ra the ree the ra the roo. Lord, I mustn't lilt here." (U6.634)
In this PC, we see the O'Connell circle, the O'Connell monument, and the mortuary chapel from which the group just came out. The O'Connell monument, made in granite, was designed by historian Dr. Petrie after the Irish round towers. Visitors could visit the vault underneath where lay the coffin of The Liberator, covered with crimson velvet.
- He's at rest, he said, in the middle of his people, old Dan O'." (U6.642)
The height of the O'Connell monument is given on this PC as 164.5 feet.
Re old Dan O's remains, the CE 1911 states: 'After 1844,' when Daniel O'Connell (1755 - 1847) was prosecuted and briefly imprisoned, 'his health had suffered, and henceforth there was a lack of energy and vigour in his movements. Then came the awful calamity of the famine. O'Connell's last appearance in Parliament was in 1847 when he pathetically asked that his people be saved from perishing. He was then seriously ill. The doctors ordered him to a warmer climate. He felt that he was dying and wished to die at Rome, but got no further than Genoa. In accordance with his wish his heart was brought to Rome and his body to Ireland. His funeral was of enormous dimensions, and since his death a splendid statue has been erected to his memory in Dublin and a round tower placed over his remains in Glasnevin.'
- Her grave is over there, Jack, Mr Dedalus said. I'll soon be stretched beside her. Let Him take me whenever He likes.
Breaking down, he began to weep to himself quietly, stumbling a little in his walk. Mr Power took his arm." (U6.643)
- I suppose so, Mr Dedalus said with a weak gasp. I suppose she is in heaven if there is a heaven.
Corny Kelleher stepped aside from his rank and allowed the mourners to plod by.
- Sad occasions, Mr Kernan began politely.
Mr Bloom closed his eyes and sadly twice bowed his head.
- The others are putting on their hats, Mr Kernan said. I suppose we can do so too. We are the last. This cemetery is a treacherous place." (U649)
- The reverend gentleman read the service too quickly, don't you think? Mr Kernan said with reproof.
Mr Bloom nodded gravely, looking in the quick bloodshot eyes. Secret eyes, secret searching. Mason, I think: not sure. Beside him again. We are the last. In the same boat. Hope he'll say something else.
Mr Kernan added:
- The service of the Irish church, used in Mount Jerome, is simpler, more impressive, I must say.
Mr Bloom gave prudent assent. The language of course was another thing." (U6.658)
- I am the resurrection and the life. That touches a man's inmost heart.
- It does, Mr Bloom said." (U6.669)