A Gallery of Blooms & Barnacles Artwork
Buck Mulligan waxes poetic in the Martello Tower
Buck Mulligan's Mock Mass
Stephen's spectral mother haunts his dreams
The ghost of Homer follows Stephen along Dublin's quays
Buck Mulligan
"And her name is Ursula."
"A horde of heresies fleeing with mitres awry..."
The influence of the Jesuits on James Joyce
Haines and the black panther
James Joyce flees the constraints of the Irish literary establishment
"Another victory like that and we are done for."
"Weep no more, woful shepherd, weep no more/ For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead..."
"-- The fox burying his grandmother under a hollybush."
"His mother's prostrate body the fiery Columbanus in holy zeal bestrode."
"Across the page the symbols moved in grave morrice..."
"Do you know what is the proudest word you will ever hear from an Englishman's mouth?"
"Mr. Deasy stared sternly for some moments over the mantelpiece at the shapely bulk of a man in tartan fillibegs..."
"The lodge of Diamond in Armagh the splendid behung with corpses of papishes."
The character of Mr. Deasy was based on two people from Joyce's life
Mr. Deasy imagines himself as Nestor of Pylos
" A woman brought sin into the world."
Mr. Deasy, tormented by his paranoid prejudices
"Ineluctable modality of the visible: at least that if no more, thought through my eyes."
"Am I walking into eternity along Sandymount strand?"
"They came down the steps from Leahy's Terrace prudently, Frauenzimmer..."
"Nor in the stagnant bay of Marsh's Library where you read the fading prophecies of Joachim Abbas."
"Someone was to read them there after a few thousand years, a mahamanvantara. Pico della Mirandola like."
"But he must send me "La Vie de Jésus" by M. Leo Taxil."
"--Mother dying come home father."
"Kevin Egan rolls gunpowder cigarettes through fingers smeared with printer's ink, sipping his green fairy..."
"Maud Gonne, beautiful woman, Le Patrie, M. Millevoye..."
"...under the walls of Clerkenwell and, crouching, saw a flame of vengeance hurl them upward in the fog."
"I'm the bloody well gigant rolls all them bloody well boulders, bones for my steppingstones."
"Galleys of the Lochlanns ran here to beach, in quest of prey, their bloodbeaked prows riding low on molten pewter surf."
"All kings' sons. Paradise of pretenders then and now."
"They serpented towards his feet, curling, unfurling many crests, every ninth, breaking, plashing, from far, from farther out, waves and waves."
"Street of harlots. Remember. Haroun al-Raschid. I am almosting it."
"Shouldering their bags they trudged, the red Egyptians."
"He comes, pale vampire, through storm his eyes, his bat sails bloodying the sea, mouth to her mouth's kiss."
"Me sits there with his augur's rod of ash, in borrowed sandals, by day beside a livid sea, unbeheld, in violet night walking beneath a reign of uncouth stars."
"What is that word known to all men?"
"But you were delighted when Esther Osvalt's shoe went on you..."
"Full fathom five thy father lies."
"God becomes man becomes fish becomes barnacle goose becomes featherbed mountain."
Leopold Bloom, searching for his own, private Promised Land
Leopold Bloom purchases a kidney from Dlugacz the Porkbutcher
"Potato I have."
Leopold Bloom inspecting Venus Callipyge in the National Museum
Leopold Bloom as the Moses of Dublin
"--O, rocks! she said. Tell us in plain words."
Leopold Bloom in the land of the Lotus Eaters
Leopold Bloom, striding through an Orientalist reverie
Was Leopold Bloom Phoenician?
Watch! Watch! Silk flash rich stockings white. Watch! A heavy tramcar honking its gong slewed between.