"With ha quiet keep relief, his eyes took note this is street here middle of the day Bob Doran's bottle shoulders. On his annual bend, M'Coy said. They drink in order to say or do something" (U8.594)
"or cherchez la femme. Up in the Coombe with chummies and streetwalkers" (U8.596)
"and then the rest of the year sober as a judge. Yes. Thought so. Sloping into the Empire. Gone. Plain soda would do him good. Where Pat Kinsella had his Harp theatre before Whitbred ran the Queen's." (U8.597)
"Broth of a boy." (U8.601)
... in an item from the Irish-American publication The Gael (1903).
"Dion Boucicault business with his harvestmoon face in a poky bonnet." (U8.601)
"Three Purty Maids from School. How time flies, eh? Showing long red pantaloons under his skirts. Drinkers, drinking, laughed spluttering, their drink against their breath. More power, Pat. Coarse red: fun for drunkards: guffaw and smoke. Take off that white hat. His parboiled eyes. Where is he now? Beggar somewhere." (U8.602)
"The harp that once did starve us all." (U8.606)
"I was happier then. Or was that I? Or am I now I? Twentyeight I was. She twentythree. When we left Lombard street west something changed. Could never like it again after Rudy. Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand. Would you go back to then? Just beginning then." (U8.608)
"Would you? Are you not happy in your home, you poor little naughty boy?" (U8.612)
"Wants to sew on buttons for me. I must answer. Write it in the library." (U8.613)
"Grafton street gay with housed awnings lured his senses." (U8.614)
"Muslin prints, silk dames and dowagers, jingle of harnesses, hoofthuds lowringing in the baking causeway." (U8.614)
This later PC still shows Grafton street as a busy shopping district. It remains so to this day.
"Thick feet that woman has in the white stockings. Hope the rain mucks them up on her. Country bred chawbacon. All the beef to the heels were in. Always gives a woman clumsy feet. Molly looks out of plumb." (U8.616)
"He passed, dallying, the windows of Brown Thomas, silk mercers. Cascades of ribbons. Flimsy China silks. A tilted urn poured from its mouth a flood of bloodhued poplin: lustrous blood.The huguenots brought that here." (U8.620)
An advertisement for Brown, Thomas & Co. in a tourist pamphlet from 1902. They were located at the corner of Grafton and Duke streets.
An advertisement for Brown, Thomas & Co. in a tourist pamphlet from 1902. They were located at the corner of Grafton and Duke streets.