U1.211: sir Peter Teazle
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U1.255: tasselled dancecard
“Her secrets: old featherfans, tasselled dancecards, powdered with musk, a gaud of amber beads in her locked drawer.”
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Dance card from Hely's |
“Her secrets: old featherfans, tasselled dancecards, powdered with musk, a gaud of amber beads in her locked drawer.”
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U1.342: Sandycove
“O, damn you and your Paris fads! Buck Mulligan said. I want Sandycove milk.”
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U1.366: year of the big wind
“That's folk, he said very earnestly, for your book, Haines. Five lines of text and ten pages of notes about the folk and the fishgods of Dundrum. Printed by the weird sisters in the year of the big wind.”
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U1.451: a florin
— Pay up and look pleasant, Haines said to him, smiling.
Stephen filled a third cup, a spoonful of tea
colouring faintly the thick rich milk. Buck Mulligan brought up a florin,
twisted it round in his fingers and cried:
—A miracle!
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U1.561: Japhet, in search of a father
“O, shade of Kinch the elder! Japhet in search of a father!”
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U1.576: “the Muglins”
“The seas' ruler, he gazed southward over the bay, empty save for the smokeplume of the mailboat vague on the bright skyline and a sail tacking by the Muglins.”
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U1.600: the fortyfoot hole
“He capered before them down towards the fortyfoot hole, fluttering his winglike hands, leaping nimbly, Mercury's hat quivering in the fresh wind that bore back to them his brief birdsweet cries.”
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