— Gentlemen, Stephen said. As the next motion on the agenda paper may I suggest that the house do now adjourn?
— You take my breath away. It is not perchance a French compliment? Mr O'Madden Burke asked. 'Tis the hour, methinks, when the winejug, metaphorically speaking, is most grateful in Ye ancient hostelry." (U7.884)
A contemporary PC caricatures the 'ligislative' abilities of the Irish such as Stephen displays.
- We will sternly refuse to partake of strong waters, will we not? Yes, we will not. By no manner of means.
Mr O'Madden Burke, following close, said with an ally's lunge of his umbrella:
- Lay on, Macduff!" (U7.893)
He fumbled in his pocket pulling out the crushed typesheets.
- Foot and mouth. I know. That'll be all right. That'll go in. Where are they? That's all right." (U7.899)
LET US HOPE
J.J. O'Molloy, about to follow him in, said quietly to Stephen:
- I hope you will live to see it published. Myles, one moment.
He went into the inner office, closing the door behind him.
— Come along, Stephen, the professor said. That is fine, isn't it? It has the prophetic vision. Fuit Ilium! The sack of windy Troy. Kingdoms of this world." (U7.904)
- Racing special!" (U7.912)"
- I have a vision too, Stephen said.
- Yes, the professor said, skipping to get into step. Crawford will follow.
Another newsboy shot past them, yelling as he ran:
- Racing special!" (U7.916)
- Two Dublin vestals, Stephen said, elderly and pious, have lived fifty and fiftythree years in Fumbally's lane.
- Where is that? the professor asked.
- Off Blackpitts, Stephen said." (U7.921)
Nelson's pillar offered the city's best public viewing platform, reached by a spiral stairway inside the column. The original entrance to the pillar was underground, and thus not visible on this mid 19c. CDV.
In 1894, a porch (designed by G. P. Baxter) was added to allow direct access from the street.
Image courtesy of Tim & Christine O''Neill.