Joyce's Ulysses Concordance

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1. Telemachus

[116] in the original. Thalatta! Thalatta! She is our great sweet mother. Come

[128] —The aunt thinks you killed your mother, he said. That’s why she

[149] a dream she had come to him after her death, her wasted body within its

[155] stood beside her deathbed holding the green sluggish bile which she had

[281] drawingroom. She asked you who was in your room.

[299] down to pray for your mother on her deathbed when she asked you. Why?

[302] lobes are not functioning. She calls the doctor sir Peter Teazle and

[359] Her door was open: she wanted to hear my music. Silent with awe and pity

[360] I went to her bedside. She was crying in her wretched bed. For those

[367] window of her house when she was a girl. She heard old Royce sing in the

[378] brooding brain. Her glass of water from the kitchen tap when she had

[384] In a dream, silently, she had come to him, her wasted body within its

[520] —So I do, Mrs Cahill, says she. Begob, ma’am, says Mrs Cahill, God

[546] and blinking his eyes pleasantly. Do you think she was? Quite charming!

[552] She doesn’t care a damn.

[564] —That’s a lovely morning, sir, she said. Glory be to God.

[578] milk, not hers. Old shrunken paps. She poured again a measureful and

[579] a tilly. Old and secret she had entered from a morning world, maybe

[580] a messenger. She praised the goodness of the milk, pouring it out.

[592] —Taste it, sir, she said.

[605] —Look at that now, she said.

[607] Stephen listened in scornful silence. She bows her old head to a voice

[608] that speaks to her loudly, her bonesetter, her medicineman: me she

[622] —I thought it was Irish, she said, by the sound of it. Are you from

[646] —Bill, sir? she said, halting. Well, it’s seven mornings a pint at

[671] —Time enough, sir, she said, taking the coin. Time enough. Good

[674] She curtseyed and went out, followed by Buck Mulligan’s tender chant:

[988] —She’s making for Bullock harbour.

[1035] —Is she up the pole?

2. Nestor

[1325] underfoot, a squashed boneless snail. She had loved his weak watery

[1328] bestrode. She was no more: the trembling skeleton of a twig burnt in

[1329] the fire, an odour of rosewood and wetted ashes. She had saved him from

[1354] objective genitive. With her weak blood and wheysour milk she had fed

[1592] was no better than she should be. To come to the point at issue.

[1678] better than she should be, Helen, the runaway wife of Menelaus, ten

[1758] —Because she never let them in, Mr Deasy said solemnly.

[1764] —She never let them in, he cried again through his laughter as he

3. Proteus

[1818] What has she in the bag? A misbirth with a trailing navelcord, hushed

[1824] Spouse and helpmate of Adam Kadmon: Heva, naked Eve. She had no navel.

[1884] —Malt for Richie and Stephen, tell mother. Where is she?

[2032] The aunt thinks you killed your mother. That’s why she won’t.

[2036] She always kept things decent in

[2055] sétier! A jet of coffee steam from the burnished caldron. She serves me

[2057] nous, Irlande, vous savez ah, oui! She thought you wanted a cheese

[2072] at Upsala. Moi faire, she said, Tous les messieurs. Not this Monsieur,

[2093] flyblown faces of the gone. Loveless, landless, wifeless. She is quite

[2231] strangling his unshaven neck. With woman steps she followed: the

[2254] flaming sword, to the west, trekking to evening lands. She trudges,

[2293] She trusts me, her hand gentle, the longlashed eyes. Now where the blue

[2295] the ineluctable visuality. She, she, she. What she? The virgin at Hodges

[2298] braided jesse of her sunshade. She lives in Leeson park with a grief

[2300] pickmeup. Bet she wears those curse of God stays suspenders and

[2344] lovers, lascivious men, a naked woman shining in her courts, she draws a

4. Calypso

[2421] Another slice of bread and butter: three, four: right. She didn’t like

[2432] table, mewing. Just how she stalks over my writingtable. Prr. Scratch my

[2445] understand them. She understands all she wants to. Vindictive too.

[2447] what I look like to her. Height of a tower? No, she can jump me.

[2449] —Afraid of the chickens she is, he said mockingly. Afraid of the

[2454] She blinked up out of her avid shameclosing eyes, mewing plaintively

[2460] —Gurrhr! she cried, running to lap.

[2462] He watched the bristles shining wirily in the weak light as she tipped

[2470] Better a pork kidney at Dlugacz’s. While the kettle is boiling. She

[2472] rough? To lap better, all porous holes. Nothing she can eat? He glanced

[2476] the bedroom door. She might like something tasty. Thin bread and butter

[2477] she likes in the morning. Still perhaps: once in a way.

[2491] No. She didn’t want anything. He heard then a warm heavy sigh, softer,

[2492] as she turned over and the loose brass quoits of the bedstead jingled.

[2494] Forgotten any little Spanish she knew. Wonder what her father gave for

[2510] No use disturbing her. She turned over sleepily that time. He pulled

[2521] daily but she prefers yesterday’s loaves turnovers crisp crowns hot.

[2534] her doorway. She calls her children home in their dark language.

[2599] stood by the nextdoor girl at the counter. Would she buy it too, calling

[2604] clothesline. She does whack it, by George. The way her crooked skirt

[2628] She tendered a coin, smiling boldly, holding her thick wrist out.

[2633] Mr Bloom pointed quickly. To catch up and walk behind her if she went

[2635] morning. Hurry up, damn it. Make hay while the sun shines. She stood

[2719] sandals, along the brightening footpath. Runs, she runs to meet me, a

[2748] She was reading the card, propped on her elbow.

[2750] —She got the things, she said.

[2752] He waited till she had laid the card aside and curled herself back

[2755] —Hurry up with that tea, she said. I’m parched.

[2762] As he went down the kitchen stairs she called:

[2775] hungrily against him. Give her too much meat she won’t mouse. Say they

[2785] smiling. Silly Milly’s birthday gift. Only five she was then. No,

[2786] wait: four. I gave her the amberoid necklace she broke. Putting pieces

[2797] laughed. Sex breaking out even then. Pert little piece she was.

[2807] —What a time you were! she said.

[2809] She set the brasses jingling as she raised herself briskly, an elbow on

[2813] tea she poured.

[2822] —O, Boylan, she said. He’s bringing the programme.

[2826] —Là ci darem with J. C. Doyle, she said, and Love’s Old Sweet Song.

[2833] She doubled a slice of bread into her mouth, asking:

[2847] —It must have fell down, she said.

[2849] He felt here and there. Voglio e non vorrei. Wonder if she pronounces

[2854] —Show here, she said. I put a mark in it. There’s a word I wanted to

[2857] She swallowed a draught of tea from her cup held by nothandle and,

[2859] text with the hairpin till she reached the word.

[2863] —Here, she said. What does that mean?

[2874] —O, rocks! she said. Tell us in plain words.

[2889] —Yes, she said. There’s nothing smutty in it. Is she in love with

[2896] She poured more tea into her cup, watching it flow sideways.

[2913] for the frame. She said it would look nice over the bed. Naked nymphs:

[2922] Her spoon ceased to stir up the sugar. She gazed straight before her,

[2925] —There’s a smell of burn, she said. Did you leave anything on the

[2973] birthday away from home. Separation. Remember the summer morning she

[2975] woman. Lot of babies she must have helped into the world. She knew from

[2976] the first poor little Rudy wouldn’t live. Well, God is good, sir. She

[2983] piece of kidney. Twelve and six a week. Not much. Still, she might do

[2987] O, well: she knows how to mind herself. But if not? No, nothing has

[3016] Better where she is down there: away. Occupy her. Wanted a dog to pass

[3022] nosed at it and stalked to the door. She looked back at him, mewing.

[3101] some proverb. Which? Time I used to try jotting down on my cuff what she

[3115] mirror was in shadow. She rubbed her handglass briskly on her woollen

5. Lotus Eaters

[3164] lark. Police tout. Her name and address she then told with my

[3201] He turned away and sauntered across the road. How did she walk with her

[3274] of the Grosvenor. The porter hoisted the valise up on the well. She

[3287] Doran Lyons in Conway’s. She raised a gloved hand to her hair. In came

[3292] she get up?

[3351] —My wife too, he said. She’s going to sing at a swagger affair in

[3406] smallpox up there doesn’t get worse. Suppose she wouldn’t let

[3414] Bandmann Palmer. Like to see her again in that. Hamlet she played last

[3464] school. She liked mignonette. Mrs Ellis’s. And Mr? He opened the

[3468] annoyed then? What does she say?

[3503] Weak joy opened his lips. Changed since the first letter. Wonder did she

[3520] She didn’t know what to do

[3538] trottingmatches. She listens with big dark soft eyes. Tell her: more and

[3629] a veil and black bag. Dusk and the light behind her. She might be here

[3638] she’s not here: the flower: no, no. By the way, did I tear up that

[3693] Husband learn to his surprise. God’s little joke. Then out she comes.

6. Hades

[3908] peeping. Nose whiteflattened against the pane. Thanking her stars she

[3983] mother or his aunt or whatever she is that will open her eye as wide as

[3998] morning in Raymond terrace she was at the window watching the two dogs

[4000] She had that cream gown on with the rip she never stitched. Give us a

[4012] Jupiter! Ye gods and little fishes! Still, she’s a dear girl. Soon be

[4182] hand. The nails, yes. Is there anything more in him that they she sees?

[4246] rumpsteak. What is this she was? Barmaid in Jury’s. Or the Moira, was

[4417] afresh. Shoulder to the wheel. Lord, she must have looked a sight

[4599] consisted of. How she met her death. Recent outrage. The weapon used.

[4603] Cramped in this carriage. She mightn’t like me to come that way

[4691] He looked down at the boots he had blacked and polished. She had

[4695] him. For Hindu widows only. She would marry another. Him? No. Yet who

[4698] in the end she put a few violets in her bonnet. Vain in her heart of

[4700] substance. Something new to hope for not like the past she wanted back,

[4833] —She’s better where she is, he said kindly.

[4835] —I suppose so, Mr Dedalus said with a weak gasp. I suppose she is in

[4902] soprano. She’s his wife.

[4905] time. She was a finelooking woman. I danced with her, wait, fifteen

[4907] armful she was.

[4919] —In God’s name, John Henry Menton said, what did she marry a coon

[4920] like that for? She had plenty of game in her then.

[4977] write Ballsbridge on the envelope I took to cover when she disturbed me

[5298] other world she wrote. No more do I. Plenty to see and hear and feel

7. Aeolus

[6161] bloodiest old tartar God ever made. By Jesus, she had the foot and mouth

[6162] disease and no mistake! The night she threw the soup in the waiter’s

[6426] cyclone last year and thought she’d buy a view of Dublin. And it

[6549] it. She was a nice old bag of tricks. A. E. has been telling some yankee

[6791] lumbago for which she rubs on Lourdes water, given her by a lady who got

8. Lestrygonians

[7014] rush out. What was it she wanted? The Malaga raisins. Thinking of Spain.

[7034] Good Lord, that poor child’s dress is in flitters. Underfed she looks

[7126] Greek: parallel, parallax. Met him pike hoses she called it till I told

[7129] Mr Bloom smiled O rocks at two windows of the ballastoffice. She’s

[7131] sound. She’s not exactly witty. Can be rude too. Blurt out what I was

[7132] thinking. Still, I don’t know. She used to say Ben Dollard had a base

[7151] eye at once. Everyone dying to know what she’s writing. Get twenty of

[7162] suited her small head. Sister? Sister? I am sure she was crossed in love

[7165] outside world. Our great day, she said. Feast of Our Lady of Mount

[7166] Carmel. Sweet name too: caramel. She knew I, I think she knew by the way

[7167] she. If she had married she would have changed. I suppose they really

[7184] Mantailored with selfcovered buttons. She didn’t like it because I

[7185] sprained my ankle first day she wore choir picnic at the Sugarloaf.

[7194] she looked soaped all over. Shapely too. Now photography. Poor papa’s

[7218] skirts and her boa nearly smothered old Goodwin. She did get flushed

[7220] those pieces of lap of mutton for her supper with the Chutney sauce she

[7246] How many has she? No other in sight.

[7275] —O, don’t be talking! she said. He’s a caution to rattlesnakes.

[7292] medicinebottle. Pastille that was fell. What is she?...

[7294] —There must be a new moon out, she said. He’s always bad then. Do

[7304] —Woke me up in the night, she said. Dream he had, a nightmare.

[7312] She took a folded postcard from her handbag.

[7314] —Read that, she said. He got it this morning.

[7318] —U. p: up, she said. Someone taking a rise out of him. It’s a great

[7323] She took back the card, sighing.

[7328] She folded the card into her untidy bag and snapped the catch.

[7330] Same blue serge dress she had two years ago, the nap bleaching. Seen its

[7332] grapes to take the harm out of it. Shabby genteel. She used to be a

[7349] —Mina Purefoy? she said.

[7356] —I just called to ask on the way in is she over it. She’s in the

[7357] lying-in hospital in Holles street. Dr Horne got her in. She’s three

[7375] —She was taken bad on the Tuesday...

[7394] —He has enough of them, she said. Denis will be like that one of these

[7397] She broke off suddenly.

[7399] —There he is, she said. I must go after him. Goodbye. Remember me to

[7416] And that other old mosey lunatic in those duds. Hard time she must have

[7452] is this she was like? O yes! Mrs Miriam Dandrade that sold me her old

[7485] queen Victoria was given that. Nine she had. A good layer. Old

[7486] woman that lived in a shoe she had so many children. Suppose he was

[7503] she said. The spoon of pap in her mouth before she fed them. O, that’s

[7530] up to the very last. Pupil of Michael Balfe’s, wasn’t she?

[7667] Holding forth. She’s taking it all in. Not saying a word. To aid

[7732] like that pineapple rock. The moon. Must be a new moon out, she said. I

[7739] She was humming. The young May moon she’s beaming, love. He other side

[7763] I was happier then. Or was that I? Or am I now I? Twentyeight I was. She

[7788] Junejulyaugseptember eighth. Nearly three months off. Then she

[7909] Hate people all round you. City Arms hotel table d’hôte she called

[7984] —She’s engaged for a big tour end of this month. You may have heard

[8082] of horseflesh. Saint Frusquin was her sire. She won in a thunderstorm,

[8103] Six. Six. Time will be gone then. She...

[8142] filleted lemon sole, miss Dubedat? Yes, do bedad. And she did bedad.

[8158] cities. Pillowed on my coat she had her hair, earwigs in the heather

[8162] mouth. Yum. Softly she gave me in my mouth the seedcake warm and chewed.

[8166] fell. She lay still. A goat. No-one. High on Ben Howth rhododendrons a

[8168] she laughed warmfolded. Wildly I lay on her, kissed her: eyes, her lips,

[8170] nun’s veiling, fat nipples upright. Hot I tongued her. She kissed me.

[8171] I was kissed. All yielding she tossed my hair. Kissed, she kissed me.

[8182] she did Pygmalion and Galatea what would she say first? Mortal! Put you

[8190] something fall see if she.

[8220] taking it home to his better half. She’s well nourished, I tell you.

[8573] Afternoon she said.

9. Scylla and Charybdis

[8901] for ever. She died, for literature at least, before she was born.

[8903] —She died, Stephen retorted, sixtyseven years after she was born. She

[8904] saw him into and out of the world. She took his first embraces. She bore

[8905] his children and she laid pennies on his eyes to keep his eyelids closed

[8954] to me. If others have their will Ann hath a way. By cock, she was to

[8955] blame. She put the comether on him, sweet and twentysix. The greyeyed

[9061] —Is it your view, then, that she was not faithful to the poet?

[9483] wife who bade Dick Burbage to her bed after she had seen him in Richard

[9528] shrew to wife. But she, the giglot wanton, did not break a bedvow. Two

[9538] between the day she married him and the day she buried him. All those

[9546] royal London to pay a debt she had to borrow forty shillings from her

[9555] She was entitled to her widow’s dower

[9710] —She lies laid out in stark stiffness in that secondbest bed, the

[9713] parishes. In old age she takes up with gospellers (one stayed with her

[9715] which bed he slept it skills not to ask) and heard she had a soul. She

[9717] and, loosing her nightly waters on the jordan, she thought over Hooks

[10205] old hake Gregory. O you inquisitional drunken jewjesuit! She gets you

10. Wandering Rocks

[10388] farther footpath along which she sailed. And Father Conmee smiled and

[10389] saluted. How did she do?

[10391] A fine carriage she had. Like Mary, queen of Scots, something. And to

[10392] think that she was a pawnbroker! Well, now! Such a... what should he

[10465] the glasses. She raised her small gloved fist, yawned ever so gently,

[10478] bellstrap to stay the car for her. She passed out with her basket and

[10480] basket down: and Father Conmee thought that, as she had nearly passed

[10481] the end of the penny fare, she was one of those good souls who had

[10506] Then came the call to arms and she was maid, wife and widow in one day.

[10517] jealous lord Belvedere and not her confessor if she had not committed

[10519] husband’s brother? She would half confess if she had not all sinned as

[10520] women did. Only God knew and she and he, her husband’s brother.

[10645] —They wouldn’t give anything on them, she said.

[10656] —Bad cess to her big face! she cried.

[10660] —What’s in the pot? she asked.

[10719] She bestowed fat pears neatly, head by tail, and among them ripe

[10765] —Yes, sir, she said.

[10767] Bending archly she reckoned again fat pears and blushing peaches.

[10835] Then she stared at the large poster of Marie Kendall, charming

[10837] capital esses. Mustard hair and dauby cheeks. She’s not nicelooking,

[10838] is she? The way she’s holding up her bit of a skirt. Wonder will that

[10851] She scribbled three figures on an envelope.

[11033] —O. Madden, Lenehan said. And a game filly she is.

[11079] —Did she? Lenehan said.

[11101] started singing glees and duets: Lo, the early beam of morning. She was

[11104] delights! She has a fine pair, God bless her. Like that.

[11114] —The lad stood to attention anyhow, he said with a sigh. She’s a

[11119] last she spotted a weeny weeshy one miles away. And what star is that,

[11120] Poldy? says she. By God, she had Bloom cornered. That one, is it? says

[11166] No: she wouldn’t like that much. Got her it once.

[11186] round her perfect lips as she turned to him calmly.

[11241] —It’s time for you, she said.

[11466] She dances in a foul gloom where gum bums with garlic. A sailorman,

[11468] silent rut. She dances, capers, wagging her sowish haunches and her

[11536] glowed as she crouched feeding the fire with broken boots. I told her

[11545] My eyes they say she has. Do others see me so? Quick, far and daring.

[11552] She nodded, reddening and closing tight her lips.

[11561] She is drowning. Agenbite. Save her. Agenbite. All against us. She will

[11842] When she had gone he said, laughing:

[12029] the lord and lady lieutenant but she couldn’t see what Her Excellency

[12054] hastening husband back from under the hoofs of the outriders. She

[12075] But though she’s a factory lass

11. Sirens

[12185] Pearls: when she. Liszt’s rhapsodies. Hissss.

[12262] She darted, bronze, to the backmost corner, flattening her face against

[12269] She laughed:

[12276] behind an ear. Sauntering sadly, gold no more, she twisted twined a

[12277] hair. Sadly she twined in sauntering gold hair behind a curving ear.

[12279] —It’s them has the fine times, sadly then she said.

[12307] she threatened as he had come.

[12320] She poured in a teacup tea, then back in the teapot tea. They cowered

[12340] —And leave it to my hands, she said.

[12358] —No, don’t, she cried.

[12360] —I won’t listen, she cried.

[12374] She sipped distastefully her brew, hot tea, a sip, sipped, sweet tea.

[12393] white under, come to me. God they believe she is: or goddess. Those

[12416] —O greasy eyes! Imagine being married to a man like that! she cried.

[12422] —Married to the greasy nose! she yelled.

[12443] want. Not yet. At four, she said. Time ever passing. Clockhands turning.

[12459] He hoped she had nice weather in Rostrevor.

[12461] —Gorgeous, she said. Look at the holy show I am. Lying out on the

[12471] —O go away! she said. You’re very simple, I don’t think.

[12489] she turned herself. With grace she tapped a measure of gold whisky from

[12491] pouch and pipe. Alacrity she served. He blew through the flue two husky

[12520] He asked. She answered:

[12524] She asked. Miss voice of Kennedy answered, a second teacup poised, her

[12539] Girlgold she read and did not glance. Take no notice. She took no notice

[12610] Lager for diner. Lager without alacrity she served.

[12639] At four she. Winsomely she on Bloohimwhom smiled. Bloo smi qui go.

[12674] She rose and closed her reading, rose of Castile: fretted, forlorn,

[12677] —Did she fall or was she pushed? he asked her.

[12679] She answered, slighting:

[12699] He touched to fair miss Kennedy a rim of his slanted straw. She smiled

[12708] Not yet. At four she. Who said four?

[12726] But easily she seized her prey and led it low in triumph.

[12736] That is to say she. Neatly she poured slowsyrupy sloe.

[12798] She looked. Quick. Miss Kenn out of earshot. Sudden bent. Two kindling

[12806] Bending, she nipped a peak of skirt above her knee. Delayed. Taunted

[12811] Smack. She set free sudden in rebound her nipped elastic garter

[12816] She smilesmirked supercilious (wept! aren’t men?), but, lightward

[12817] gliding, mild she smiled on Boylan.

[12819] —You’re the essence of vulgarity, she in gliding said.

[12885] light), she lowered the dropblind with a sliding cord. She drew down

[12922] who was it gave me the wheeze she was doing the other business? Do you

[12928] —By God, she had some luxurious operacloaks and things there.

[12950] —Yes. Is she alive?

[12954] —She was a daughter of...

[12962] —Irish? I don’t know, faith. Is she, Simon?

[12966] —Buccinator muscle is... What?... Bit rusty... O, she is... My Irish

[13011] Miss Kennedy served two gentlemen with tankards of cool stout. She

[13013] They drank cool stout. Did she know where the lord lieutenant was going?

[13014] And heard steelhoofs ringhoof ring. No, she couldn’t say. But it would

[13015] be in the paper. O, she need not trouble. No trouble. She waved about

[13035] Lidwell, gentleman, entering. Good afternoon. She gave her moist (a

[13036] lady’s) hand to his firm clasp. Afternoon. Yes, she was back. To the

[13080] She waved, unhearing Cowley, her veil, to one departing, dear one, to

[13140] Order. Yes, I remember. Lovely air. In sleep she went to him. Innocence

[13142] name. Touch water. Jingle jaunty. Too late. She longed to go. That’s

[13214] Last look at mirror always before she answers the door. The hall.

[13249] her heartstrings pursestrings too. She’s a. I called you naughty boy.

[13264] black lace she wore. Musical chairs. We two the last. Fate. After her.

[13266] she sat. All ousted looked. Lips laughing. Yellow knees.

[13270] Singing. Waiting she sang. I turned her music. Full voice of perfume

[13272] warbling. First I saw. She thanked me. Why did she me? Fate. Spanishy

[13280] cry of lionel loneliness that she should know, must martha feel. For

[13303] Come. Well sung. All clapped. She ought to. Come. To me, to him, to her,

[13323] more tankards if she did not mind. Miss Kennedy smirked, disserving,

[13324] coral lips, at first, at second. She did not mind.

[13370] They sing. Forgotten. I too. And one day she with. Leave her: get

[13381] —Don’t make half so free, said she, till we are better acquainted.

[13383] George Lidwell told her really and truly: but she did not believe.

[13385] First gentleman told Mina that was so. She asked him was that so. And

[13459] world she wrote. My patience are exhaust. To keep it up. You must

[13463] wives. Because I’m away from. Suppose. But how? She must. Keep young.

[13464] If she found out. Card in my high grade ha. No, not tell all. Useless

[13523] She had a gorgeous, simply gorgeous, time. And look at the lovely shell

[13524] she brought.

[13526] To the end of the bar to him she bore lightly the spiked and winding

[13529] —Listen! she bade him.

[13537] Ah, now he heard, she holding it to his ear. Hear! He heard. Wonderful.

[13538] She held it to her own. And through the sifted light pale gold in

[13573] she was not so lonely archly miss Douce’s head let Mr Lidwell know.

[13574] Walks in the moonlight by the sea. No, not alone. With whom? She nobly

[13593] you are. Often thought she was in the dumps till she began to lilt. Then

[13597] Tongue when she talks like the clapper of a bellows. They can’t manage

[13606] It is a kind of music I often thought when she. Acoustics that is.

[13713] She looked fine. Her crocus dress she wore lowcut, belongings on show.

[13714] Clove her breath was always in theatre when she bent to ask a question.

[13716] listening. Eyes like that. She bent. Chap in dresscircle staring down

[13735] Ireland comes now. My country above the king. She listens. Who fears to

[13755] Thrilled she listened, bending in sympathy to hear.

[13764] boy. She knew he meant the monkey was sick. Or because so like the

[13779] Purefoy. Hope she’s over. Because their wombs.

[13782] hearing. See real beauty of the eye when she not speaks. On yonder

[13793] the polished knob (she knows his eyes, my eyes, her eyes) her thumb and

[13807] Pass by her. Can leave that Freeman. Letter I have. Suppose she were

[13879] Tank one believed: miss Kenn when she: that doll he was: she doll: the

[13920] (want to have wadding or something in his no don’t she cried), then

[13939] Blind he was she told George Lidwell second I saw. And played so

[13998] the? Heehaw shesaw. Off her beat here. What is she? Hope she. Psst! Any

[14002] sweet home. Sees me, does she? Looks a fright in the day. Face like dip.

[14003] Damn her. O, well, she has to live like the rest. Look in here.

[14011] to charge me for the edge he gave it. She’s passing now. Six bob.

[14048] Nations of the earth. No-one behind. She’s passed. Then and not till

12. Cyclops

[14456] of India, even she, who bore rule, a victress over many peoples, the

[14754] she’s far from the land. And Bloom, of course, with his knockmedown

[14904] of her christian name she kissed passionately all the various suitable

[14906] ardour to reach. She swore to him as they mingled the salt streams of

[14907] their tears that she would ever cherish his memory, that she would never

[14909] he were but going to a hurling match in Clonturk park. She brought back

[14941] —God blimey if she aint a clinker, that there bleeding tart. Blimey it

[14954] their musical evenings, song and dance about she could get up on a truss

[14955] of hay she could my Maureen Lay and there was a fellow with a Ballyhooly

[15107] see him of a Sunday with his little concubine of a wife, and she wagging

[15156] Ga Ga Gara. Klook Klook Klook. Black Liz is our hen. She lays eggs for

[15157] us. When she lays her egg she is so glad. Gara. Klook Klook Klook. Then

[15348] —Mrs B. is the bright particular star, isn’t she? says Joe.

[15350] —My wife? says Bloom. She’s singing, yes. I think it will be a

[15365] There grew she to peerless beauty where loquat and almond scent the

[15367] and bowed. The chaste spouse of Leopold is she: Marion of the bountiful

[15458] bringing down the rain. And she with her nose cockahoop after she

[15596] —And here she is, says Alf, that was giggling over the Police Gazette

[15607] late after she doing the trick of the loop with officer Taylor.

[15692] —Keep your pecker up, says Joe. She’d have won the money only for

[15900] her up body and bones to roll into bed and she pulling him by the

[16148] done about a gallon) flabbyarse of a wife speaking down the tube she’s

[16149] better or she’s (ow!) all a plan so he could vamoose with the pool if

13. Nausicaa

[16665] Cissy Caffrey cuddled the wee chap for she was awfully fond of children,

[16699] eyes were glistening with hot tears that would well up so she kissed

[16701] said if she was near him she wouldn’t be far from him, her eyes

[16704] —Nasty bold Jacky! she cried.

[16706] She put an arm round the little mariner and coaxed winningly:

[16725] Cissy’s quick motherwit guessed what was amiss and she whispered to

[16733] of winsome Irish girlhood as one could wish to see. She was pronounced

[16734] beautiful by all who knew her though, as folks often said, she was

[16736] inclining even to fragility but those iron jelloids she had been

[16738] Welch’s female pills and she was much better of those discharges she

[16743] ointments could make them though it was not true that she used to wear

[16745] that once to Edy Boardman, a deliberate lie, when she was black out

[16747] tiffs from time to time like the rest of mortals) and she told her not

[16748] to let on whatever she did that it was her that told her or she’d

[16753] her own right and had she only received the benefit of a good education

[16766] becoming in leaders of fashion, and she had never regretted it. Then

[16769] Dignam because she had a button one. But Gerty’s crowning glory was

[16771] it. She had cut it that very morning on account of the new moon and it

[16775] her cheeks she looked so lovely in her sweet girlish shyness that of a

[16778] For an instant she was silent with rather sad downcast eyes. She

[16781] The pretty lips pouted awhile but then she glanced up and broke out into

[16783] morning. She knew right well, no-one better, what made squinty Edy

[16792] perhaps for what she felt, that dull aching void in her heart sometimes,

[16798] at the back without his cap on that she would know anywhere something

[16801] and besides they were both of a size too he and she and that was why Edy

[16802] Boardman thought she was so frightfully clever because he didn’t go

[16806] Dame Fashion for she felt that there was just a might that he might be

[16810] which she always kept a piece of cottonwool scented with her

[16813] to perfection. She wore a coquettish little love of a hat of wideleaved

[16816] she was hunting to match that chenille but at last she found what she

[16818] you would never notice, seven fingers two and a penny. She did it up all

[16819] by herself and what joy was hers when she tried it on then, smiling at

[16820] the lovely reflection which the mirror gave back to her! And when she

[16821] put it on the waterjug to keep the shape she knew that that would take

[16822] the shine out of some people she knew. Her shoes were the newest thing

[16823] in footwear (Edy Boardman prided herself that she was very petite but

[16824] she never had a foot like Gerty MacDowell, a five, and never would

[16832] blame her? She had four dinky sets with awfully pretty stitchery,

[16834] coloured ribbons, rosepink, pale blue, mauve and peagreen, and she aired

[16836] them and she had a brickbat to keep the iron on because she wouldn’t

[16837] trust those washerwomen as far as she’d see them scorching the things.

[16838] She was wearing the blue for luck, hoping against hope, her own colour

[16840] the green she wore that day week brought grief because his father

[16842] she thought perhaps he might be out because when she was dressing that

[16843] morning she nearly slipped up the old pair on her inside out and that

[16849] there all the time. Her very soul is in her eyes and she would give

[16851] way to tears, she could have a good cry and relieve her pentup feelings

[16852] though not too much because she knew how to cry nicely before the

[16855] Yes, she had known from the very first that her daydream of a marriage

[16863] round her waist she went white to the very lips. He called her little

[16875] long kiss. It would be like heaven. For such a one she yearns this balmy

[16876] summer eve. With all the heart of her she longs to be his only, his

[16880] And while Edy Boardman was with little Tommy behind the pushcar she was

[16881] just thinking would the day ever come when she could call herself his

[16883] the face, Bertha Supple too, and Edy, little spitfire, because she would

[16884] be twentytwo in November. She would care for him with creature comforts

[16888] from all because she had a lucky hand also for lighting a fire, dredge

[16891] she didn’t like the eating part when there were any people that made

[16892] her shy and often she wondered why you couldn’t eat something poetical

[16898] broad shoulders (she had always admired tall men for a husband) with

[16907] Edy Boardman asked Tommy Caffrey was he done and he said yes so then she

[16915] now with him and she told Cissy Caffrey not to give in to him.

[16920] finger and she snatched the ball quickly and threw it along the sand and

[16925] And she tickled tiny tot’s two cheeks to make him forget and

[16931] —I’d like to give him something, she said, so I would, where I

[16937] saying an unladylike thing like that out loud she’d be ashamed of her

[16938] life to say, flushing a deep rosy red, and Edy Boardman said she was

[16939] sure the gentleman opposite heard what she said. But not a pin cared

[16942] —Let him! she said with a pert toss of her head and a piquant tilt of

[16947] For instance when she asked you would you have some more Chinese tea and

[16948] jaspberry ram and when she drew the jugs too and the men’s faces on

[16949] her nails with red ink make you split your sides or when she wanted to

[16950] go where you know she said she wanted to run and pay a visit to the Miss

[16952] the evening she dressed up in her father’s suit and hat and the burned

[16954] There was none to come up to her for fun. But she was sincerity itself,

[16969] cured in Pearson’s Weekly, she might now be rolling in her carriage,

[16970] second to none. Over and over had she told herself that as she mused by

[16971] the dying embers in a brown study without the lamp because she hated two

[16975] childhood days. Nay, she had even witnessed in the home circle deeds of

[16987] any way screwed but still and for all that she would not like him for a

[16991] father! With all his faults she loved him still when he sang Tell me,

[17001] account of the gout and she had to go into town to bring him the letters

[17009] it rubbed the menthol cone on her forehead but Gerty though she didn’t

[17014] place where she never forgot every fortnight the chlorate of lime Mr

[17019] story behind it. The colours were done something lovely. She was in

[17021] chocolate and he looked a thorough aristocrat. She often looked at them

[17022] dreamily when she went there for a certain purpose and felt her own

[17024] and thought about those times because she had found out in Walker’s

[17040] let them fight for it so Gerty drew back her foot but she wished their

[17041] stupid ball hadn’t come rolling down to her and she gave a kick but

[17042] she missed and Edy and Cissy laughed.

[17047] pretty cheek but she was determined to let them see so she just lifted

[17051] attention on account of the gentleman opposite looking. She felt the

[17054] the most casual but now under the brim of her new hat she ventured a

[17056] and strangely drawn, seemed to her the saddest she had ever seen.

[17073] she cried behind the hood of the pushcar and Edy asked where was Cissy

[17075] didn’t the little chap enjoy that! And then she told him to say papa.

[17087] sit up properly and say pa pa pa but when she undid the strap she cried

[17102] brats of twins. She gazed out towards the distant sea. It was like the

[17107] in the church like a kind of waft. And while she gazed her heart went

[17111] expressive, but could you trust them? People were so queer. She could

[17113] was a foreigner, the image of the photo she had of Martin Harvey, the

[17114] matinee idol, only for the moustache which she preferred because she

[17116] always dress the same on account of a play but she could not see whether

[17118] sitting. He was in deep mourning, she could see that, and the story of a

[17119] haunting sorrow was written on his face. She would have given worlds to

[17122] her shoes if she swung them like that thoughtfully with the toes down.

[17123] She was glad that something told her to put on the transparent stockings

[17125] of which she had so often dreamed. It was he who mattered and there was

[17126] joy on her face because she wanted him because she felt instinctively

[17128] to him, her dreamhusband, because she knew on the instant it was him. If

[17130] had been himself a sinner, a wicked man, she cared not. Even if he was

[17131] a protestant or methodist she could convert him easily if he truly loved

[17132] her. There were wounds that wanted healing with heartbalm. She was a

[17134] those cyclists showing off what they hadn’t got and she just yearned

[17135] to know all, to forgive all if she could make him fall in love with her,

[17142] never be lost or cast away: and fitly is she too a haven of refuge for

[17149] clean and dark and his hands were just like white wax and if ever she

[17151] convent for the novena of Saint Dominic. He told her that time when she

[17158] was so kind and holy and often and often she thought and thought could

[17159] she work a ruched teacosy with embroidered floral design for him as a

[17160] present or a clock but they had a clock she noticed on the mantelpiece

[17162] the time the day she went there about the flowers for the forty hours’

[17176] last time she’d ever bring them out. She jumped up and called them and

[17177] she ran down the slope past him, tossing her hair behind her which had

[17179] thingamerry she was always rubbing into it she couldn’t get it to grow

[17180] long because it wasn’t natural so she could just go and throw her hat

[17181] at it. She ran with long gandery strides it was a wonder she didn’t

[17183] was a lot of the tomboy about Cissy Caffrey and she was a forward piece

[17184] whenever she thought she had a good opportunity to show off and just

[17185] because she was a good runner she ran like that so that he could see

[17187] possible. It would have served her just right if she had tripped up over

[17195] the Blessed Sacrament and Cissy Caffrey caught the two twins and she

[17196] was itching to give them a ringing good clip on the ear but she didn’t

[17197] because she thought he might be watching but she never made a bigger

[17201] Sacrament and the choir began to sing the Tantum ergo and she just swung

[17203] gosa cramen tum. Three and eleven she paid for those stockings in

[17211] her hat anyhow on her to one side after her run and she did look a

[17212] streel tugging the two kids along with the flimsy blouse she bought only

[17218] mile before you found a head of hair the like of that. She could almost

[17220] tingling in every nerve. She put on her hat so that she could see from

[17222] caught as she caught the expression in his eyes. He was eying her as a

[17223] snake eyes its prey. Her woman’s instinct told her that she had raised

[17227] Edy Boardman was noticing it too because she was squinting at Gerty,

[17229] baby. Irritable little gnat she was and always would be and that was why

[17231] hers. And she said to Gerty:

[17238] Because she wished to goodness they’d take the snottynosed twins and

[17239] their babby home to the mischief out of that so that was why she just

[17248] So over she went and when he saw her coming she could see him take his

[17268] flowers and Father Conroy got up and settled it all right and she could

[17269] see the gentleman winding his watch and listening to the works and she

[17273] back into his pockets. She felt a kind of a sensation rushing all over

[17274] her and she knew by the feel of her scalp and that irritation against

[17276] was when she clipped her hair on account of the moon. His dark eyes

[17283] noticed that that little hint she gave had had the desired effect

[17290] her but Gerty could pay them back in their own coin and she just

[17291] answered with scathing politeness when Edy asked her was she heartbroken

[17295] things like that she knew would wound like the confounded little cat she

[17296] was. Gerty’s lips parted swiftly to frame the word but she fought back

[17298] moulded it seemed one an artist might have dreamed of. She had loved him

[17302] probing her mercilessly but with a brave effort she sparkled back in

[17303] sympathy as she glanced at her new conquest for them to see.

[17310] voice that told that she was not a one to be lightly trifled with. As

[17311] for Mr Reggy with his swank and his bit of money she could just chuck

[17312] him aside as if he was so much filth and never again would she cast as

[17314] pieces. And if ever after he dared to presume she could give him one

[17317] see by her looking as black as thunder that she was simply in a towering

[17318] rage though she hid it, the little kinnatt, because that shaft had

[17319] struck home for her petty jealousy and they both knew that she was

[17320] something aloof, apart, in another sphere, that she was not of them and

[17335] The slight contretemps claimed her attention but in two twos she set

[17339] asked what and she was just going to tell her to catch it while it was

[17340] flying but she was ever ladylike in her deportment so she simply passed

[17350] thither, with a tiny lost cry. And she could see far away the lights of

[17351] the lighthouses so picturesque she would have loved to do with a box of

[17356] she read in that book The Lamplighter by Miss Cummins, author of Mabel

[17358] She loved to read poetry and when she got a keepsake from Bertha Supple

[17360] thoughts in she laid it in the drawer of her toilettable which, though

[17362] It was there she kept her girlish treasure trove, the tortoiseshell

[17366] in violet ink that she bought in Hely’s of Dame Street for she felt

[17367] that she too could write poetry if she could only express herself like

[17368] that poem that appealed to her so deeply that she had copied out of the

[17369] newspaper she found one evening round the potherbs. Art thou real, my

[17373] silent tears for she felt that the years were slipping by for her,

[17374] one by one, and but for that one shortcoming she knew she need fear no

[17375] competition and that was an accident coming down Dalkey hill and she

[17376] always tried to conceal it. But it must end, she felt. If she saw that

[17378] laughs at locksmiths. She would make the great sacrifice. Her every

[17380] would she be to him and gild his days with happiness. There was the

[17381] allimportant question and she was dying to know was he a married man or

[17386] finebred nature instinctively recoiled. She loathed that sort of person,

[17393] beyond recall. She thought she understood. She would try to understand

[17396] of mine! She would follow, her dream of love, the dictates of her heart

[17399] might she would be wild, untrammelled, free.

[17404] Conroy handed him his hat to put on and crosscat Edy asked wasn’t she

[17420] But Gerty was adamant. She had no intention of being at their beck and

[17421] call. If they could run like rossies she could sit so she said she could

[17422] see from where she was. The eyes that were fastened upon her set her

[17423] pulses tingling. She looked at him a moment, meeting his glance, and

[17426] alone without the others to pry and pass remarks and she knew he could

[17429] went over her. She leaned back far to look up where the fireworks were

[17430] and she caught her knee in her hands so as not to fall back looking up

[17431] and there was no-one to see only him and her when she revealed all her

[17433] rounded, and she seemed to hear the panting of his heart, his hoarse

[17434] breathing, because she knew too about the passion of men like that,

[17436] her swear she’d never about the gentleman lodger that was staying with

[17438] papers of those skirtdancers and highkickers and she said he used to do

[17441] all the difference because she could almost feel him draw her face to

[17446] kind of dreamy look in her eyes so that she too, my dear, and Winny

[17450] And Jacky Caffrey shouted to look, there was another and she leaned back

[17453] she leaned back ever so far to see the fireworks and something queer was

[17454] flying through the air, a soft thing, to and fro, dark. And she saw a

[17457] higher and she had to lean back more and more to look up after it, high,

[17462] white and she let him and she saw that he saw and then it went so high

[17463] it went out of sight a moment and she was trembling in every limb from

[17465] where no-one ever not even on the swing or wading and she wasn’t

[17469] looking and he kept on looking, looking. She would fain have cried to

[17479] Then all melted away dewily in the grey air: all was silent. Ah! She

[17480] glanced at him as she bent forward quickly, a pathetic little glance of

[17494] what a great person she was: and then she cried:

[17498] Gerty had an idea, one of love’s little ruses. She slipped a hand

[17501] too far to. She rose. Was it goodbye? No. She had to go but they would

[17502] meet again, there, and she would dream of that till then, tomorrow, of

[17503] her dream of yester eve. She drew herself up to her full height. Their

[17506] flowerlike face. She half smiled at him wanly, a sweet forgiving smile,

[17509] Slowly, without looking back she went down the uneven strand to Cissy,

[17512] slippy seaweed. She walked with a certain quiet dignity characteristic

[17516] Tight boots? No. She’s lame! O!

[17518] Mr Bloom watched her as she limped away. Poor girl! That’s why she’s

[17521] in a woman. But makes them polite. Glad I didn’t know it when she was

[17528] suppose. Sister? How many women in Dublin have it today? Martha, she.

[17551] pin she takes out. Pinned together. O, Mairy lost the pin of her.

[17554] Martha: now as then. No reasonable offer refused. She wasn’t in a

[17577] plants I read in a garden. Besides they say if the flower withers she

[17578] wears she’s a flirt. All are. Daresay she felt I. When you feel like

[17593] Why not? All a prejudice. She’s worth ten, fifteen, more, a pound.

[17600] that just when he, she?

[17602] O, he did. Into her. She did. Done.

[17610] kiddies. Well, aren’t they? See her as she is spoil all. Must have the

[17621] Wonderful of course if you say: good evening, and you see she’s on

[17623] spoke to Mrs Clinch O thinking she was. Whew! Girl in Meath street that

[17625] arks she called it. It’s so hard to find one who. Aho! If you don’t

[17628] the button and the bird will squeak. Wish she hadn’t called me sir.

[17637] she once knew a gentleman who. Or ask you what someone was going to say

[17639] I want to, something like that. Because I did. She too. Offend her.

[17641] sake. Flatters them. She must have been thinking of someone else all the

[17642] time. What harm? Must since she came to the use of reason, he, he and

[17647] she told me. But her breasts were developed. Fell asleep then. After

[17652] There she is with them down there for the fireworks. My fireworks. Up

[17656] And the dark one with the mop head and the nigger mouth. I knew she

[17664] Didn’t look back when she was going down the strand. Wouldn’t give

[17666] Fine eyes she had, clear. It’s the white of the eye brings that out

[17667] not so much the pupil. Did she know what I? Course. Like a cat sitting

[17674] corner of Cuffe street was goodlooking, thought she might like, twigged

[17682] stocking! Clever little minx. I never told her. Neat way she carries

[17686] know! Three years old she was in front of Molly’s dressingtable, just

[17689] like the other. Still she was game. Lord, I am wet. Devil you are. Swell

[17697] Will she? Watch! Watch! See! Looked round. She smelt an onion. Darling,

[17704] combined. Excitement. When she leaned back, felt an ache at the butt of

[17712] And she lived with her mother in Irishtown.

[17725] nurse Callan there still. She used to look over some nights when Molly

[17751] the short of it. Big he and little she. Very strange about my watch.

[17766] Wonder how is she feeling in that region. Shame all put on before third

[17777] Wait. Hm. Hm. Yes. That’s her perfume. Why she waved her hand. I leave

[17779] Heliotrope? No. Hyacinth? Hm. Roses, I think. She’d like scent of that

[17782] dance night she met him, dance of the hours. Heat brought it out. She

[17793] she takes off. Vamp of her stockings. Warm shoe. Stays. Drawers: little

[17864] position. Like to be that rock she sat on. O sweet little, you don’t

[17884] me, little wretch. She kissed me. Never again. My youth. Only once it

[17891] old major, partial to his drop of spirits. Curious she an only child,

[17894] and she. Circus horse walking in a ring. Rip van Winkle we played. Rip:

[17896] cockles and periwinkles. Then I did Rip van Winkle coming back. She

[17933] they say. Like our small talk. And says she and says he. Nerve they have

[17941] they say. She has a good job if she minds it till Johnny comes marching

[17988] After getting better asleep with Molly. Very same teeth she has. What do

[17989] they love? Another themselves? But the morning she chased her with the

[17996] me. Frightened she was when her nature came on her first. Poor child!

[18000] men to cross the lines. Looking out over the sea she told me. Evening

[18009] see. Hope she’s over. Long day I’ve had. Martha, the bath, funeral,

[18022] you never know. Anyhow she wants the money. Must call to those Scottish

[18032] loved for ever, they say. Ugly: no woman thinks she is. Love, lie and be

[18036] Something confused. She had red slippers on. Turkish. Wore the breeches.

[18037] Suppose she does? Would I like her in pyjamas? Damned hard to answer.

[18039] of Keyes’s. Work Hynes and Crawford. Petticoats for Molly. She has

[18050] O! Exhausted that female has me. Not so young now. Will she come here

[18081] Not even the smoke. And she can do the other. Did too. And Belfast. I

[18087] love sticky we two naughty Grace darling she him half past the bed met

[18090] red slippers she rusty sleep wander years of dreams return tail end

[18110] to tell the time that Gerty MacDowell noticed the time she was there

[18111] because she was as quick as anything about a thing like that, was Gerty

[18112] MacDowell, and she noticed at once that that foreign gentleman that was

14. Oxen of the Sun

[18188] they her by anticipation went seeing mother, that she by them suddenly

[18189] to be about to be cherished had been begun she felt!

[18216] lightens in eyeblink Ireland’s westward welkin. Full she drad that

[18218] Christ’s rood made she on breastbone and him drew that he would rathe

[18230] As her eyes then ongot his weeds swart therefor sorrow she feared.

[18231] Glad after she was that ere adread was. Her he asked if O’Hare Doctor

[18232] tidings sent from far coast and she with grameful sigh him answered that

[18234] him so heavied in bowels ruthful. All she there told him, ruing death

[18236] to withsay. She said that he had a fair sweet death through God His

[18241] and she prayed to God the Allruthful to have his dear soul in his

[18254] but that now in a little it would be. She said thereto that she had seen

[18256] birth. Then she set it all forth to him for because she knew the man

[18260] any man to see but yet was she left after long years a handmaid. Nine

[18275] was of his avis and repreved the learningknight though she trowed well

[18321] gently. But, said he, or it be long too she will bring forth by God His

[18322] bounty and have joy of her childing for she hath waited marvellous long.

[18357] they said farther she should live because in the beginning, they said,

[18369] affair and said how that she was dead and how for holy religion sake by

[18381] would ever dishonest a woman whoso she were or wife or maid or leman if

[18390] not bewray and also for that he rued for her that bare whoso she might

[18395] influence of the occident or by the reek of moonflower or an she

[18420] could save so dark is destiny. And she was wondrous stricken of heart

[18452] that She hath an omnipotentiam deiparae supplicem, that is to wit, an

[18453] almightiness of petition because she is the second Eve and she won

[18457] now. Or she knew him, that second I say, and was but creature of her

[18458] creature, vergine madre, figlia di tuo figlio, or she knew him not and

[18459] then stands she in the one denial or ignorancy with Peter Piscator who

[18473] The first three months she was not well, Staboo, when here nurse Quigley

[18475] not meet as she remembered them being her mind was to have all orderly

[18476] against lord Andrew came for because she was jealous that no gasteful

[18502] deflowering of spouses, as the priests use in Madagascar island, she

[18505] the anthem Ut novetur sexus omnis corporis mysterium till she was

[18516] his best remembrance they had but the one doxy between them and she of

[18611] fell in with a certain whore of an eyepleasing exterior whose name, she

[18612] said, is Bird-in-the-Hand and she beguiled him wrongways from the true

[18613] path by her flatteries that she said to him as, Ho, you pretty man, turn

[18614] aside hither and I will show you a brave place, and she lay at him so

[18615] flatteringly that she had him in her grot which is named Two-in-the-Bush

[18624] Two-in-the-Bush whither she ticed them was the very goodliest grot and

[18679] past her term, the midwives sore put to it and can’t deliver, she

[18914] ’tis pity she’s a trollop): There’s a belly that never bore a

[18942] feastday as she told me prettily) in such an artless disorder, of so

[18972] today that she would dance in a deluge before ever she would starve in

[18973] such an ark of salvation for, as she reminded me (blushing piquantly and

[18979] first, said she (and here my pretty philosopher, as I handed her to her

[18993] A monstrous fine bit of cowflesh! I’ll be sworn she has rendezvoused

[19003] choke me, cried Costello, if she aint in the family way. I knows a lady

[19008] of the lady who was enceinte which she had borne with a laudable

[19009] fortitude and she had given birth to a bouncing boy. I want patience,

[19064] humanity upon any condition soever towards a gentlewoman when she was

[19075] since she had been in such pain through no fault of hers. The dressy

[19077] or at least it ought to be unless she were another Ephesian matron. I

[19113] interest not to have done) then be it so. Unhappy woman, she has been

[19242] What is the age of the soul of man? As she hath the virtue of the

[19270] first. Together (she is a poor waif, a child of shame, yours and mine

[19278] terror the poor girl flees away through the murk. She is the bride of

[19279] darkness, a daughter of night. She dare not bear the sunnygolden babe

[19289] dusk, scattering a perennial dew of stars. She follows her mother with

[19309] of metempsychosis, it is she, the everlasting bride, harbinger of the

[19310] daystar, the bride, ever virgin. It is she, Martha, thou lost one,

[19311] Millicent, the young, the dear, the radiant. How serene does she now

[19341] O. Madden up. She was leading the field. All hearts were beating.

[19342] Even Phyllis could not contain herself. She waved her scarf and cried:

[19346] Juno, she cried, I am undone. But her lover consoled her and brought

[19347] her a bright casket of gold in which lay some oval sugarplums which she

[19352] on the luckless! Poor Sceptre! he said with a light sigh. She is not the

[19353] filly that she was. Never, by this hand, shall we behold such another.

[19355] could have seen my queen today, Vincent said. How young she was and

[19361] Periplipomenes sells in his booth near the bridge. But she had nought

[19362] for her teeth but the arm with which I held her and in that she nibbled

[19363] mischievously when I pressed too close. A week ago she lay ill, four

[19364] days on the couch, but today she was free, blithe, mocked at peril.

[19365] She is more taking then. Her posies too! Mad romp that she is, she had

[19372] very trees adore her. When Conmee had passed she glanced at her lovely

[19373] echo in that little mirror she carries. But he had been kind. In going

[19500] whatever she does and in all probability such deaths are due to some law

[19530] sexual congress) she must let it out again or give it life, as he

[19538] had manfully helped. She had. She had fought the good fight and now she

[19541] Reverently look at her as she reclines there with the motherlight in

[19545] loving eyes behold her babe she wishes only one blessing more, to have

[19552] faroff time of the roses! With the old shake of her pretty head she

[19635] nurseling up there. Doctor Diet and Doctor Quiet. Looks she too not

[19658] cohabitation! Give her beefsteaks, red, raw, bleeding! She is a hoary

[19735] at her. Hauding Sara by the wame. On the road to Malahide. Me? If she

[19797] forlorn. Slung her hook, she did. Here see lost love. Walking Mackintosh

[19815] Hark! Shut your obstropolos. Pflaap! Pflaap! Blaze on. There she goes.

[19820] for Bawdyhouse. We two, she said, will seek the kips where shady Mary

15. Circe

[19895] Because she was jolly,

[19905] CISSY CAFFREY: More luck to me. Cavan, Cootehill and Belturbet. (She

[19923] She has it, she got it,

[19924] Wherever she put it,

[20168] to him! My smelling salts! (She hauls up a reef of skirt and ransacks

[20199] disgruntled hindquarters. Fiercely she slaps his haunch, her goldcurb

[20241] (In disdain she saunters away, plump as a pampered pouter pigeon,

[20252] (She points. In the gap of her dark den furtive, rainbedraggled, Bridie

[20257] (With a squeak she flaps her bat shawl and runs. A burly rough pursues

[20265] (Leering, Gerty Macdowell limps forward. She draws from behind, ogling,

[20268] GERTY: With all my worldly goods I thee and thou. (She murmurs.) You did

[20278] (She paws his sleeve, slobbering.) Dirty married man! I love you for

[20281] (She glides away crookedly. Mrs Breen in man’s frieze overcoat

[20304] BLOOM: (Looks behind.) She often said she’d like to visit. Slumming.

[20305] The exotic, you see. Negro servants in livery too if she had money.

[20336] MRS BREEN: Glory Alice, you do look a holy show! Killing simply. (She

[20363] simply teapot all over me! (She rubs sides with him.) After the parlour

[20369] she surrenders gently.) The witching hour of night. I took the splinter

[20391] MRS BREEN: (To Bloom.) High jinks below stairs. (She gives him the glad

[20463] what you like she did it on purpose...

[20465] MRS BREEN: She did, of course, the cat! Don’t tell me! Nice adviser!

[20477] Frankly, though she had her advisers or admirers, I never cared much for

[20478] her style. She was...

[20490] (She fades from his side. Followed by the whining dog he walks on

[20677] watch gaily.) I’ll introduce you, inspector. She’s game. Do it in

[20703] BLOOM: (Behind his hand.) She’s drunk. The woman is inebriated. (He

[20801] (Mary Driscoll, a slipshod servant girl, approaches. She has a bucket on

[20832] BLOOM: She counterassaulted.

[20925] with. The young person was treated by defendant as if she were his very

[20985] quizzing-glasses which she takes from inside her huge opossum muff.)

[21019] with braided drums, long train held up and hunting crop with which she

[21082] cuckold. (She swishes her huntingcrop savagely in the air.) Take down

[21210] The poor wife was awfully cut up. How is she bearing it? Keep her off

[21272] Mother Slipperslapper. (Familiarly.) She’s on the job herself tonight

[21296] black shrivelled potato. She regards it and Bloom with dumb moist lips.)

[21302] (She puts the potato greedily into a pocket then links his arm, cuddling

[21327] (She bites his ear gently with little goldstopped teeth, sending on

[21734] She turned out a cruel deceiver.

[21751] BLOOM: (Winks at the bystanders.) I bet she’s a bonny lassie.

[21756] THE VEILED SIBYL: (Stabs herself.) My hero god! (She dies.)

[21996] time. (She sneers.) Suppose you got up the wrong side of the bed or came

[22009] Yorkshire born. (She holds his hand which is feeling for her nipple.) I

[22015] ZOE: And more’s mother? (She pats him offhandedly with velvet paws.)

[22021] pears.) Somebody would be dreadfully jealous if she knew. The greeneyed

[22026] (She pats him.) Come.

[22039] ZOE: Silent means consent. (With little parted talons she captures his

[22043] (He hesitates amid scents, music, temptations. She leads him towards the

[22064] (She crosses the threshold. He hesitates. She turns and, holding out her

[22089] KITTY: (Coughs behind her hand.) She’s a bit imbecillic. (She signs

[22091] white petticoat with the wand. She settles them down quickly.) Respect

[22092] yourself. (She hiccups, then bends quickly her sailor hat under which

[22095] ZOE: More limelight, Charley. (She goes to the chandelier and turns the

[22117] catterpillar on his wand. She snakes her neck, nestling. Stephen glances

[22344] pot to a lady? (She stretches up to light the cigarette over the flame,

[22347] flesh appears under the sapphire a nixie’s green. She puffs calmly at

[22355] (Squinting in mock shame she glances with sidelong meaning at Bloom,

[22370] that she is not wearing those rather intimate garments of which you

[22376] VIRAG: Number two on the other hand, she of the cherry rouge and

[22384] BLOOM: She is rather lean.

[22394] BLOOM: (An elbow resting in a hand, a forefinger against his cheek.) She

[22403] the mass of oxygenated vegetable matter on her skull. What ho, she

[22413] VIRAG: (His tongue upcurling.) Lyum! Look. Her beam is broad. She is

[22415] weight of bosom you remark that she has in front well to the fore two

[22647] KITTY: And Mary Shortall that was in the lock with the pox she got

[22659] whore’s shoulders. Lynch puts on her hat. She whips it off.)

[22671] lips.) She sold lovephiltres, whitewax, orangeflower. Panther, the Roman

[22793] ZOE: (Tears open the silverfoil.) Fingers was made before forks. (She

[22796] She taunts him.) Have it now or wait till you get it? (He opens his

[22797] mouth, his head cocked. She whirls the prize in left circle. His head

[22798] follows. She whirls it back in right circle. He eyes her.) Catch!

[22800] (She tosses a piece. With an adroit snap he catches it and bites it

[22831] (The door opens. Bella Cohen, a massive whoremistress, enters. She

[22835] Her eyes are deeply carboned. She has a sprouting moustache. Her

[22837] nostrils. She has large pendant beryl eardrops.)

[22841] (She glances round her at the couples. Then her eyes rest on Bloom with

[22860] before? Was then she him you us since knew? Am all them and the same now

[22924] That night she met... Now!

[22952] (With a piercing epileptic cry she sinks on all fours, grunting,

[22975] ZOE: (Widening her slip to screen her.) She’s not here.

[22977] BLOOM: (Closing her eyes.) She’s not here.

[22979] FLORRY: (Hiding her with her gown.) She didn’t mean it, Mr Bello.

[22980] She’ll be good, sir.

[23282] diamond panes, cries out.) I see her! It’s she! The first night at

[23427] her weight. She scaled just eleven stone nine. She put on nine pounds

[23437] THE YEWS: (Mingling their boughs.) Listen. Whisper. She is right, our

[23478] THE YEWS: (Rustling.) She is right, our sister. Whisper. (Whispered

[23497] with poor papa’s operaglasses: The wanton ate grass wildly. She rolled

[23499] She climbed their crooked tree and I... A saint couldn’t resist it.

[23539] electric light. (She arches her body in lascivious crispation, placing

[23548] THE NYMPH: In my presence. The powderpuff. (She blushes and makes a

[23585] Carmel. The apparitions of Knock and Lourdes. No more desire. (She

[23611] pure woman. (She clutches again in her robe.) Wait. Satan, you’ll sing

[23612] no more lovesongs. Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen. (She draws a poniard and,

[23659] ZOE: Me. Mind your cornflowers. (She darts to the piano and bangs chords

[23660] on it with crossed arms.) The cat’s ramble through the slag. (She

[23661] glances back.) Eh? Who’s making love to my sweeties? (She darts back

[23683] ZOE: Here. (She hauls up a reef of her slip, revealing her bare thigh,

[23690] (She goes to the pianola. Stephen fumbles in his pocket and, taking out

[23700] STEPHEN: (Hands Bella a coin.) Gold. She has it.

[23714] FLORRY: (Strives heavily to rise.) Ow! My foot’s asleep. (She limps

[23732] KITTY: Wait. (She clutches the two crowns.)

[23823] ZOE: (Tragically.) Hamlet, I am thy father’s gimlet! (She takes

[23824] his hand.) Blue eyes beauty I’ll read your hand. (She points to his

[23825] forehead.) No wit, no wrinkles. (She counts.) Two, three, Mars, that’s

[23832] it in your face. The eye, like that. (She frowns with lowered head.)

[23857] ZOE: Thursday’s child has far to go. (She traces lines on his hand.)

[23862] ZOE: Mount of the moon. You’ll meet with a... (She peers at his hands

[23869] BELLA: Show. (She turns up Bloom’s hand.) I thought so. Knobby

[23885] (She sidles from her newlaid egg and waddles off.)

[23949] MARION: He ought to feel himself highly honoured. (She plops splashing

[24024] husband’s everyday trousers and turnedup boots, large eights. She

[24028] with a crying cod’s mouth, Alice struggling with the baby. She cuffs

[24040] kimono gown. She glides sidling and bowing, twirling japanesily.)

[24201] ZOE: That’s me. (She claps her hands.) Dance! Dance! (She runs to the

[24214] (She drops two pennies in the slot. Gold, pink and violet lights

[24302] (She frees herself, droops on a chair. Stephen seizes Florry and turns

[24321] (She runs to Stephen. He leaves Florry brusquely and seizes Kitty. A

[24333] (She seizes Florry and waltzes her.)

[24347] Though she’s a factory lass

[24378] lank. She fixes her bluecircled hollow eyesockets on Stephen and opens

[24390] BUCK MULLIGAN: She’s beastly dead. The pity of it! Mulligan meets the

[24400] dogsbody killed her bitchbody. She kicked the bucket. (Tears of molten

[24440] breath.) Beware! (She raises her blackened withered right arm slowly

[24453] FLORRY: Give him some cold water. Wait. (She rushes out.)

[24493] BELLA: Who pays for the lamp? (She seizes Bloom’s coattail.) Here, you

[24529] charge him! Disgrace him, I will! (She shouts.) Zoe! Zoe!

[24647] Dolly. Dream of the girl you left behind and she will dream of you.

[24829] them! (She keens with banshee woe.) Ochone! Ochone! Silk of the kine!

[24830] (She wails.) You met with poor old Ireland and how does she stand?

[24898] you? Amn’t I your girl? Cissy’s your girl. (She cries.) Police!

[24982] free. (She prays.) O good God, take him!

16. Eumaeus

[25407] Rumour had it (though not proved) that she descended from the house of

[25571] shell cocoa that was in the sootcoated kettle to be done so that she

[25771] from. My little woman’s down there. She’s waiting for me, I know.

[25772] For England, home and beauty. She’s my own true wife I haven’t seen

[25786] but I’ve come to stay and make a fresh start. There she sits, a

[26152] with a kind of demented glassy grin showing that she was not exactly all

[26168] —In this country people sell much more than she ever had and do a

[26170] buy the soul. She is a bad merchant. She buys dear and sells cheap.

[26342] My wife is, so to speak, Spanish, half that is. Point of fact she could

[26343] actually claim Spanish nationality if she wanted, having been born in

[26344] (technically) Spain, i.e. Gibraltar. She has the Spanish type. Quite

[26390] collision bulkhead would give way. She had no water, it appears, in her

[26732] impropriety between the two, she unbuttoned his and then he untied her,

[26893] commented. She put the first nail in his coffin.

[26896] Campbell remarked, and plenty of her. She loosened many a man’s

[26939] peculiar way which she of course, woman, quickly perceived as highly

[26955] out the very thing he was saying as she also was Spanish or half so,

[26960] Stephen, about blood and the sun. And, if I don’t greatly mistake she

[26968] —Was she? Bloom ejaculated, surprised though not astonished by any

[26970] was as she lived there. So, Spain.

[26981] sized lady with her fleshy charms on evidence in an open fashion as she

[27003] in that getup. She could without difficulty, he said, have posed for the

[27028] out. Suppose she was gone when he? I looked for the lamp which she told

[27039] was though at the moment she was distinctly stouter. And why not? An

[27070] him upon a pedestal which she, however, was the first to perceive.

[27109] waiting list about a lady, even supposing she was the best wife in the

[27111] when, neglecting her duties, she chose to be tired of wedded life

[27270] and Red as a Rose is She.

[27413] acquaintance as she is passionately attached to music of any kind.

[27499] crupper he mired. And humanely his driver waited till he (or she) had

17. Ithaca

[28094] while she (Nelly Bouverist) was in the articles: fifthly, the

[28149] during parts of the years 1893 and 1894, she had been a constant

[28160] Circular road opposite Mr Gavin Low’s place of business where she had

[28332] corner young man seated. Young woman enters. Restless. Solitary. She

[28333] sits. She goes to window. She stands. She sits. Twilight. She thinks.

[28334] On solitary hotel paper she writes. She thinks. She writes. She sighs.

[28335] Wheels and hoofs. She hurries out. He comes from his dark corner. He

[28416] In disoccupied moments she had more than once covered a sheet of paper

[28417] with signs and hieroglyphics which she stated were Greek and Irish and

[28418] Hebrew characters. She had interrogated constantly at varying intervals

[28420] a city in Canada, Quebec. She understood little of political

[28422] the addenda of bills she frequently had recourse to digital aid.

[28423] After completion of laconic epistolary compositions she abandoned

[28426] polysyllables of foreign origin she interpreted phonetically or by

[28446] She followed not all, a part of the whole, gave attention with interest

[28457] She disliked umbrella with rain, he liked woman with umbrella, she

[28459] hat with rain, she carried umbrella with new hat.

[28607] And she all dressed in green.

[28616] She took him by the lilywhite hand

[28618] Until she led him to a room

[28621] She took a penknife out of her pocket

[28679] lessen congestion. A child renamed Padney Socks she shook with shocks

[28681] tlee: a doll, a boy, a sailor she cast away: blond, born of two dark,

[28682] she had blond ancestry, remote, a violation, Herr Hauptmann Hainau,

[28694] She relegated her hoop and skippingrope to a recess. On the duke’s

[28695] lawn, entreated by an English visitor, she declined to permit him to

[28698] individual of sinister aspect, she went half way down Stamer street and

[28700] 15th anniversary of her birth she wrote a letter from Mullingar, county

[28727] Inasmuch as leaning she sustained her blond hair for him to ribbon it

[28733] issue and consequences of a famous military engagement she pulled a

[28734] plait of her hair (cf earwashing cat). Furthermore, silly Milly, she

[28736] whose name had been Joseph to whom (which) she had offered a

[28754] In what manners did she reciprocate?

[28756] She remembered: on the 27th anniversary of his birth she presented to

[28758] She provided: at quarter day or thereabouts if or when purchases

[28759] had been made by him not for her she showed herself attentive to his

[28760] necessities, anticipating his desires. She admired: a natural phenomenon

[28761] having been explained by him to her she expressed the immediate desire

18. Penelope

[30613] thought he had a great leg of and she never left us a farthing all for

[30615] to lay out 4d for her methylated spirit telling me all her ailments she

[30619] nobody wanted her to wear them I suppose she was pious because no man

[30620] would look at her twice I hope Ill never be like her a wonder she didnt

[30621] want us to cover our faces but she was a welleducated woman certainly

[30636] Miss Stack bringing him flowers the worst old ones she could find at the

[30661] she has a softy in him because all men get a bit like that at his age

[30662] especially getting on to forty he is now so as to wheedle any money she

[30672] all his fault of course ruining servants then proposing that she could

[30680] found in her room the Friday she was out that was enough for me a little

[30684] I gave it to him anyhow either she or me leaves the house I couldnt even

[30687] the W C too because she knew she was too well off yes because he couldnt

[30808] him go to her she of course would only be too delighted to pretend shes

[30810] ask her do you love him and look her square in the eyes she couldnt fool

[30819] him know more than was good for him she used to be always embracing me

[30828] afterwards though she didnt like it so much the day I was in fits of

[30831] humour she said yes because it grigged her because she knew what it

[30834] she didnt darken the door much after we were married I wonder what shes

[30835] got like now after living with that dotty husband of hers she had her

[30836] face beginning to look drawn and run down the last time I saw her she

[30837] must have been just after a row with him because I saw on the moment she

[30839] to run him down what was it she told me O yes that sometimes he used to

[30854] found out on her wasnt she the downright villain to go and do a thing

[30858] without us white Arsenic she put in his tea off flypaper wasnt it I

[30860] leave us as wise as we were before she must have been madly in love with

[30861] the other fellow to run the chance of being hanged O she didnt care if

[30862] that was her nature what could she do besides theyre not brutes enough

[30914] against the sun so he could see every atom she had on when he saw me

[31046] stick out her tongue as far as ever she could and he so quiet and mild

[31070] that Andalusian singing her Manola she didnt make much secret of what

[31071] she hadnt yes and the second pair of silkette stockings is laddered

[31108] week her beautys on the wane she was a lovely woman magnificent head of

[31111] combing it as if she loved it and was full of it pity I only got to

[31115] black mans Id like to try a beauty up to what was she 45 there was some

[31125] twice I remember when I came to page 50 the part about where she hangs

[31131] side because how could she go to the chamber when she wanted to and she

[31132] a rich lady of course she felt honoured H R H he was in Gibraltar the

[31158] to bring him into and she as insolent as ever she could be with her

[31252] me from the B Marche paris what a shame my dearest Doggerina she wrote

[31253] on it she was very nice whats this her other name was just a p c to tell

[31255] a very clean dog now enjoyed it wogger she called him wogger wd give

[31262] she left out regards to your father also Captain Grove with love yrs

[31263] affly Hester x x x x x she didnt look a bit married just like a girl he

[31279] compare our hair mine was thicker than hers she showed me how to settle

[31282] the night of the storm I slept in her bed she had her arms round me then

[31293] nice on account of her but I could have stopped it in time she gave me

[31297] see I wasnt without and Lord Lytton Eugene Aram Molly bawn she gave me

[31300] always shoplifting anything she could cloth and stuff and yards of it

[31308] centuries of course they never came back and she didnt put her address

[31309] right on it either she may have noticed her wogger people were always

[31314] she kissed me six or seven times didnt I cry yes I believe I did or near

[31315] it my lips were taittering when I said goodbye she had a Gorgeous wrap

[31361] morning see she wrote a letter to him who did I get the last letter from

[31364] she wrote to say she was married to a very rich architect if Im to

[31371] neumonia well I didnt know her so well as all that she was Floeys friend

[31395] brought it in with the coffee she stood there standing when I asked her

[31399] appearance ugly as she was near 80 or a 100 her face a mass of wrinkles

[31400] with all her religion domineering because she never could get over the

[31433] others back Mrs Rubio said she was a regular old rock scorpion robbing

[31476] quite changed they all do they havent half the character a woman has she

[31496] about either or suppose I divorced him Mrs Boylan my mother whoever she

[31498] one she had Lunita Laredo the fun we had running along Williss road to

[31501] when she runs up the stairs I loved looking down at them I was jumping

[31590] with the cat she rubs up against you for her own sake I wonder has she

[31593] she sits at the top of the stairs so long and listening as I wait always

[31652] whoever she is such a face youd run miles away from I couldnt rest easy

[31672] two at a time to look at her if he knew she broke off the hand off that

[31673] little gimcrack statue with her roughness and carelessness before she

[31677] lately at the table explaining things in the paper and she pretending to

[31687] her where she is she was just getting out of bounds wanting to go on the

[31690] on to the bottom of her jacket she couldnt hide much from me I tell you

[31694] open too low she says to me the pan calling the kettle blackbottom and

[31708] she didnt even want me to kiss her at the Broadstone going away well I

[31709] hope shell get someone to dance attendance on her the way I did when she

[31711] that of course she cant feel anything deep yet I never came properly

[31714] white ink on black paper sealed with sealingwax though she clapped when

[31730] potatoes the day we met Mrs Joe Gallaher at the trottingmatches and she

[31734] impudence she had me that exasperated of course contradicting I was

[31737] over again not to leave knives crossed like that because she has nobody

[31738] to command her as she said herself well if he doesnt correct her faith

[31739] I will that was the last time she turned on the teartap I was just like

[31746] well of course shes old she cant help it a good job I found that rotten

[31761] else and she never even rendered down the fat I told her and now shes

[31762] going such as she was on account of her paralysed husband getting worse

[31835] when she was a child whether she had worms or not still all the same

[31878] somewhere still she must have given him great value for his money of

[31927] Denis as she calls him that forlornlooking spectacle you couldnt call

[31941] her old green dress with the lowneck as she cant attract them any other

[32119] yes because a woman whatever she does she knows where to stop sure they

[32136] like that if she was alive ruining himself for life perhaps still its a

[32190] she gave him to make his mouth bigger I suppose hed like my nice cream

[32226] she gone now make him want me thats the only way a quarter after what an