"Still, having eunuchs in their choir that was coming it a bit thick. What kind of voice is it? Must be curious to hear after their own strong basses. Connoisseurs. Suppose they wouldn't feel anything after. Kind of a placid. No worry. Fall into flesh, don't they? Gluttons, tall, long legs. Who knows? Eunuch. One way out of it." (U5.407)
"Green Chartreuse." (U5.407)

[*Ed. Chartreuse is a liqueur named after the Grande Chartreuse monastery in Voiron (near Grenoble, France). According to tradition, a manuscript containing a formula for an 'elixir of long life' was given to the Carthusian monks in 1605 by Francois Hannibal d'Estrées, a marshal under King Henri IV; it calls for some 130 herbs, flowers, and secret ingredients combined in a wine alcohol base. Green Chartreuse (110 proof) is naturally green from chlorophyll. It is still produced by the monks in Voiron. The recipe is a trade secret, known at any given time only to the 3 monks who use it.]
"He saw the priest bend down and kiss the altar and then face about and bless all the people. All crossed themselves and stood up. Mr Bloom glanced about him and then stood up, looking over the risen hats. Stand up at the gospel of course. Then all settled down on their knees again and he sat back quietly in his bench. The priest came down from the altar, holding the thing out from him, and he and the massboy answered each other in Latin." (U5.412)
"Then the priest knelt down and began to read off a card:" (U5.419)
"—O God, our refuge and our strength .....
Mr Bloom put his face forward to catch the words. English." (U5.420)
"Throw them the bone. I remember slightly. How long since your last mass?" (U5.421)
"Gloria and immaculate virgin." (U5.423)
"Joseph her spouse." (U5.423)
"Peter and Paul. More interesting if you understood what it was all about. Wonderful organisation certainly, goes like clockwork." (U5.423)
"Confession. Everyone wants to. Then I will tell you all. Penance. Punish me, please. Great weapon in their hands. More than doctor or solicitor. Woman dying to. And I schschschschschsch. And did you chachachachacha? And why did you? Look down at her ring to find an excuse.." (U5.425)
"Whispering gallery" (U5.429)
"walls have ears. Husband learn to his surprise. God's little joke. Then out she comes. Repentance skindeep. Lovely shame." (U5.429)
"Pray at an altar. Hail Mary and Holy Mary. Flowers, incense, candles melting. Hide her blushes." (U5.431)
"Salvation army blatant imitation. Reformed prostitute will address the meeting. How I found the Lord." (U5.432)
"Squareheaded chaps those must be in Rome: they work the whole show." (U5.434)
"And don't they rake in the money too? Bequests also: to the P.P. for the time being in his absolute discretion. Masses for the repose of my soul to be said publicly with open doors. Monasteries and convents. The priest in the Fermanagh will case in the witness box. No browbeating him. He had his answer pat for everything. Liberty and exaltation of our holy mother the church." (U5.435)
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