"THE CALUMET OF PEACE
He offered a cigarette to the professor and took one himself. Lenehan promptly struck a match for them and lit their cigarettes in turn. J.J. O'Molloy opened his case again and offered it.
- Thanky vous, Lenehan said, helping himself." (U7.464)
He offered a cigarette to the professor and took one himself. Lenehan promptly struck a match for them and lit their cigarettes in turn. J.J. O'Molloy opened his case again and offered it.
- Thanky vous, Lenehan said, helping himself." (U7.464)
"The editor came from the inner office, a straw hat awry on his brow. He declaimed in song, pointing sternly at professor MacHugh:
- 'Twas rank and fame that tempted thee,
'Twas empire charmed thy heart.
The professor grinned, locking his long lips.
- Eh? You bloody old Roman empire? Myles Crawford said.
He took a cigarette from the open case." (U7.469)
- 'Twas rank and fame that tempted thee,
'Twas empire charmed thy heart.
The professor grinned, locking his long lips.
- Eh? You bloody old Roman empire? Myles Crawford said.
He took a cigarette from the open case." (U7.469)
"Lenehan, lighting it for him with quick grace, said:
- Silence for my brandnew riddle!" (U7.475)
- Silence for my brandnew riddle!" (U7.475)
"- Imperium romanum, J.J. O'Molloy said gently. It sounds nobler than British or Brixton. The word reminds one somehow of fat in the fire.
Myles Crawford blew his first puff violently towards the ceiling.
- That's it, he said. We are the fat. You and I are the fat in the fire." (U7.478)
Myles Crawford blew his first puff violently towards the ceiling.
- That's it, he said. We are the fat. You and I are the fat in the fire." (U7.478)
"We haven't got the chance of a snowball in hell." (U7.481)
"THE GRANDEUR THAT WAS ROME
- Wait a moment, professor MacHugh said, raising two quiet claws. We mustn't be led away by words, by sounds of words. We think of Rome, imperial, imperious, imperative." (U6.483)
- Wait a moment, professor MacHugh said, raising two quiet claws. We mustn't be led away by words, by sounds of words. We think of Rome, imperial, imperious, imperative." (U6.483)
"He extended elocutionary arms from frayed stained shirtcuffs, pausing:
- What was their civilisation? Vast, I allow: but vile. Cloacae: sewers." (U7.487)
- What was their civilisation? Vast, I allow: but vile. Cloacae: sewers." (U7.487)
"The Jews in the wilderness and on the mountaintop said: It is meet to be here. Let us build an altar to Jehovah." (U7.489)
"The Roman, like the Englishman who follows in his footsteps, brought to every new shore on which he set his foot (on our shore he never set it) only his cloacal obsession. He gazed about him in his toga and he said: It is meet to be here." (U7.491)
"Let us construct a watercloset.
- Which they accordingly did do, Lenehan said. Our old ancient ancestors, as we read in the first chapter of Guinness's, were partial to the running stream." (U7.494)
- Which they accordingly did do, Lenehan said. Our old ancient ancestors, as we read in the first chapter of Guinness's, were partial to the running stream." (U7.494)
"- They were nature's gentlemen, J.J. O'Molloy murmured. But we have also Roman law.
- And Pontius Pilate is its prophet, professor MacHugh responded." (U7.499)
- And Pontius Pilate is its prophet, professor MacHugh responded." (U7.499)
"- Do you know that story about chief baron Palles? J.J. O'Molloy asked. It was at the royal university dinner. Everything was going swimmingly...
- First my riddle, Lenehan said. Are you ready?
Mr O'Madden Burke, tall in copious grey of Donegal tweed, came in from the hallway. Stephen Dedalus, behind him, uncovered as he entered.
— Entrez, mes enfants! Lenehan cried.
— I escort a suppliant, Mr O'Madden Burke said melodiously. Youth led by Experience visits Notoriety." (U7.502)
- First my riddle, Lenehan said. Are you ready?
Mr O'Madden Burke, tall in copious grey of Donegal tweed, came in from the hallway. Stephen Dedalus, behind him, uncovered as he entered.
— Entrez, mes enfants! Lenehan cried.
— I escort a suppliant, Mr O'Madden Burke said melodiously. Youth led by Experience visits Notoriety." (U7.502)
"—How do you do? the editor said, holding out a hand. Come in. Your governor is just gone." (U7.510)
"Lenehan said to all:
— Silence! What opera resembles a railwayline? Reflect, ponder, excogitate, reply.
Stephen handed over the typed sheets, pointing to the title and signature.
— Who? the editor asked. Bit torn off.
— Mr Garrett Deasy, Stephen said.
— That old pelters, the editor said. Who tore it? Was he short taken?
On swift sail flaming
From storm and south
He comes, pale vampire,
Mouth to my mouth." (U7.512)
— Silence! What opera resembles a railwayline? Reflect, ponder, excogitate, reply.
Stephen handed over the typed sheets, pointing to the title and signature.
— Who? the editor asked. Bit torn off.
— Mr Garrett Deasy, Stephen said.
— That old pelters, the editor said. Who tore it? Was he short taken?
On swift sail flaming
From storm and south
He comes, pale vampire,
Mouth to my mouth." (U7.512)
" ? ? ? " (U7.512)
"- Good day, Stephen, the professor said, coming to peer over their shoulders. Foot and mouth? Are you turned...?
Bullockbefriending bard.
SHINDY IN WELLKNOWN RESTAURANT
— Good day, sir, Stephen answered blushing. The letter is not mine. MrGarrett Deasy asked me to..." (U7.526)
Bullockbefriending bard.
SHINDY IN WELLKNOWN RESTAURANT
— Good day, sir, Stephen answered blushing. The letter is not mine. MrGarrett Deasy asked me to..." (U7.526)