Joyce's Ulysses Concordance

Episodes text

  1. Telemachus
  2. Nestor
  3. Proteus
  4. Calypso
  5. Lotus Eaters
  6. Hades
  7. Aeolus
  8. Lestrygonians
  9. Scylla and Charybdis
  10. Wandering Rocks
  11. Sirens
  12. Cyclops
  13. Nausicaa
  14. Oxen of the Sun
  15. Circe
  16. Eumaeus
  17. Ithaca
  18. Penelope

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10. Wandering Rocks

[11946] sovereigns. Gob, that’d be a good pucking match to see. Myler Keogh,

12. Cyclops

[14668] said well he’d just take a cigar. Gob, he’s a prudent member and no
[14747] to bring. Gob, he golloped it down like old boots and his tongue hanging
[14951] about the size of it. Gob, he’d let you pour all manner of drink down
[14958] and oranges and lemonade and a few old dry buns, gob, flahoolagh
[15024] So he told Terry to bring some water for the dog and, gob, you could
[15030] Gob, he’s not as green as he’s cabbagelooking. Arsing around from
[15111] street couples. Gob, Jack made him toe the line. Told him if he didn’t
[15122] Gob, he had his mouth half way down the tumbler already. Want a small
[15154] administer gently. Gob, he’d have a soft hand under a hen.
[15404] Dunne, says he. Ay, and done says I. Gob, he’ll come home by weeping
[15472] pints in peace. Gob, we won’t be let even do that much itself.
[15806] him. Gob, they ought to drown him in the sea after and electrocute and
[15961] gob, he spat a Red bank oyster out of him right in the corner.
[16005] Gob, he near burnt his fingers with the butt of his old cigar.
[16018] lardyface standing up to the business end of a gun. Gob, he’d adorn a
[16143] letting off my (Throwaway twenty to) letting off my load gob says I
[16147] telling me card party and letting on the child was sick (gob, must have
[16158] about selling Irish industries. Robbing Peter to pay Paul. Gob, that
[16166] security. Gob, he’s like Lanty MacHale’s goat that’d go a piece of
[16282] Gob, there’s many a true word spoken in jest. One of those mixed
[16466] about bloody nothing. Gob, it’d turn the porter sour in your guts, so
[16491] Gob, the citizen made a plunge back into the shop.
[16531] Gob, the devil wouldn’t stop him till he got hold of the bloody tin
[16548] sun was in his eyes or he’d have left him for dead. Gob, he near sent
[16595] You never saw the like of it in all your born puff. Gob, if he got that

15. Circe

[21112] THE NAMELESS ONE: Bareback riding. Weight for age. Gob, he organised

16. Eumaeus

[25807] He deposited the quid in his gob and, chewing and with some slow