"(don't forget Nell Gwynn Herpyllis) and let her live in his villa. |
- Do you mean he died so? Mr Best asked with slight concern. I mean... " (U9.723)
- The sense of beauty leads us astray, said beautifulinsadness Best to ugling Eglinton.
Steadfast John replied severe:
- The doctor can tell us what those words mean. You cannot eat your cake and have it.
Sayest thou so? Will they wrest from us, from me, the palm of beauty?" (U9.734)
|"- And the sense of property, Stephen said. He drew Shylock out of his own long pocket. The son of a maltjobber and moneylender he was himself a cornjobber and moneylender, with ten tods of corn hoarded in the famine riots. His borrowers are no doubt those divers of worship mentioned by Chettle Falstaff who reported his uprightness of dealing. He sued a fellowplayer for the price of a few bags of malt and exacted his pound of flesh in interest for every money lent. How else could Aubrey's ostler and callboy get rich quick? All events brought grist to his mill." (U9.741)|
"Shylock chimes with the jewbaiting that followed the hanging and quartering of the queen's leech Lopez, his jew's heart being plucked forth while the sheeny was yet alive:" (U9.748)|
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|"The lost armada is his jeer in Love's Labour Lost." (U9.752)|
"As for fay Elizabeth, otherwise carrotty Bess, the gross virgin who inspired The Merry Wives of Windsor, let some meinherr from Almany grope his life long for deephid meanings in the depths of the buckbasket. |
I think you're getting on very nicely. Just mix up a mixture of theolologicophilolological. Mingo, minxi, mictum, mingere." (U9.757)
"- Ora pro nobis, Monk Mulligan groaned, sinking to a chair." (U9.773)|
Ora Pro Nobis in Latin = Pray for us.
"There he keened a wailing rune. |
- Pogue mahone! Acushla machree! It's destroyed we are from this day! It's destroyed we are surely!
All smiled their smiles." (U9.774)
|"- Saint Thomas, Stephen, smiling, said, whose gorbellied works I enjoy reading in the original, writing of inc/est from a standpoint different from that of the new Viennese school Mr Magee spoke of, likens it in his wise and curious way to an avarice of the emotions. He means that the love so given to one near in blood is covetously withheld from some stranger who, it may be, hungers for it. Jews, whom christians tax with avarice, are of all races the most given to intermarriage." (U9.778)|
|"Accusations are made in anger. The christian laws which built up the hoards of the jews (for whom, as for the lollards, storm was shelter) bound their affections too with hoops of steel. Whether these be sins or virtues old Nobodaddy will tell us at doomsday leet." (U9.784)|
"But a man who holds so tightly to what he calls his rights over what he calls his debts will hold tightly also to what he calls his rights over her whom he calls his wife. No sir smile neighbour shall covet his ox or his wife or his manservant or his maidservant or his jackass. |
- Or his jennyass, Buck Mulligan antiphoned." (U9.788)
|"- She lies laid out in stark stiffness in that secondbest bed, the mobbed queen, even though you prove that a bed in those days was as rare as a motorcar is now" (U9.800)|
"as rare as a motorcar is now" (U9.801)|
In 1903, when the Gordon Bennett race took place in Athy (Co. Kildare), there were 250 motorcars in Ireland. Many of those who came to watch the race had possibly never seen a car before.
|"and that its carvings were the wonder of seven parishes." (U9.802)|
"Falstaff was not a family man. I feel that the fat knight is his supreme creation. |
Lean, he lay back. Shy, deny thy kindred, the unco guid. Shy, supping with the godless, he sneaks the cup. A sire in Ultonian Antrim bade it him. Visits him here on quarter days. Mr Magee, sir, there's a gentleman to see you. Me? Says he's your father, sir. Give me my Wordsworth. Enter Magee Mor Matthew, a rugged rough rugheaded kern, in strossers with a buttoned codpiece, his nether stocks bemired with clauber of ten forests, a wand of wilding in his hand.
Your own? He knows your old fellow. The widower." (U9.815)