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"A silence ensued till Mr Bloom for agreeableness' sake just felt like asking him whether it was for a marksmanship competition like the Bisley.
- Beg pardon, the sailor said. - Long ago? Mr Bloom pursued without flinching a hairsbreadth. - Why, the sailor replied, relaxing to a certain extent under the magic influence of diamond cut diamond, it might be a matter of ten years. He toured the wide world with Hengler's Royal Circus. I seen him do that in Stockholm." (U16.406) |
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"- Curious coincidence, Mr Bloom confided to Stephen unobtrusively.
- Murphy's my name, the sailor continued, D.B. Murphy, of Carrigaloe. Know where that is? - Queenstown Harbour, Stephen replied." (U16.414) |
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"- That's right, the sailor said. Fort Camden and Fort Carlisle. That's where I hails from. I belongs there. That's where I hails from. My little woman's down there. She's waiting for me, I know. For England, home and beauty. She's my own true wife I haven't seen for seven years now, sailing about." (U16.418) |
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"For England, home and beauty." (U16.420) |
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"There's my discharge. See? D.B. Murphy, A.B.S.
In confirmation of which statement he extricated from an inside pocket and handed to his neighbours a not very cleanlooking folded document." (U16.452) |
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"We was chased by pirates one voyage." (U16.460) |
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"nevertheless it reminded him in a way of a longcherished plan he meant to one day realise some Wednesday or Saturday of travelling to London via long sea" (U16.499) |
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"not to say that he had ever travelled extensively to any great extent but he was at heart a born adventurer though by a trick of fate he had consistently remained a landlubber except you call going to Holyhead which was his longest." (U16.501) |
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"Margate with mixed bathing and firstrate hydros and spas," (U16.519) |
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"Eastbourne," (U16.520) |
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"Scarborough, Margate and so on, beautiful Bournemouth, the Channel islands and similar bijou spots, which might prove highly remunerative." (U16.520) |
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"No, something top notch, an all star Irish cast, the Tweedy-Flower grand opera company with his own legal consort as leading lady as a sort of counterblast to the Elster Grimes and Moody-Manners," (U16.524)
Fanny Moody (1866-1945) was a soprano opera singer, born in Redruth, Cornwall in a musical family (her sisters Lily and Hilda Moody were also opera singers). She made her debut as Arline in 'The Bohemian Girl' with the Carl Rosa Opera Co (1887) and stayed with the company until 1890; she then sang under Augustus Harris at Covent Garden and Drury Lane (1890-94). Her roles included Eileen in 'The Lily of Killarney', Micaela in 'Carmen", Marguerite in 'Faust', as well as leading roles in 'La Juive', 'I Puritani' and several Wagner operas. |
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Charles Manners (1857-1935) was a bass opera singer. His real name was Southcote Mansergh. He was born in London, son of Colonel Mansergh, an Irishman. He studied music with Dr. O'Donogue in Dublin, the Royal Academy of Music in London, and in Italy. He sang with the D'Oyly Carte organization in 1882, advancing from a member of the chorus, to creating the part of Private Willis in 'Iolanthe' at the Savoy. In 1883, he left the D'Oyly Carte and the Savoy. He was principal bass with the Carl Rosa Opera Company for two years, then spent four years at Covent Garden. His Covent Garden debut was as Bertramo in 'Roberto il Diavolo' (1890), opposite Fanny Moody.
Moody and Manners married in 1890. The couple appeared together in the London premiere of Tchaikovsky's 'Eugene Onegin' (Olympic Theatre, 1892). They formed a concert party that later became the Moody-Manners Opera Company (1894), thereafter split into A and B. They toured Canada and South Africa (1896-97) and extensively in the British provinces and Ireland. Manners performed in the Company and served as its managing director. The Moody-Manners A Company was for some time the largest opera company ever to tour in Great Britain. The Moody-Manners Companies were disbanded before World War I. |
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"but also farther away from the madding crowd, in Wicklow, rightly termed the garden of Ireland, an ideal neighbourhood for elderly wheelmen, so long as it didn't come down," (U16.551) |
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"and in the wilds of Donegal, where if report spoke true, the coup d'oeil was exceedingly grand, though the lastnamed locality was not easily getatable so that the influx of visitors was not as yet all that it might be considering the signal benefits to be derived from it," (U16.554) |