editions: 1916, archive 1917, ditto, 1918 1921 1922, archive, ditto, ditto 1928 html?
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annotated: genius
notes: gifford kershner spark shmoop gradesaver jjon barger
— I'd give you such a belt in a second.
Cantwell had answered:
— Go and fight your match. Give Cecil Thunder a belt. I'd like to see you.
22yo (w/Irish Land Commission) in 1901
He'd give you a toe in the rump for yourself.
That was not a nice expression.
an 1873 translation of Aristophanes offers 'And I will kick your rump instead of a foot-ball.' but such phrases mostly didn't appear in print
His mother had told him not to speak with the rough boys in the college. Nice mother!
could she have believed this advice would be practical? maybe she was referring to the recent merger with Tullabeg?
cf U5: "—The aunt thinks you killed your mother, he said. That's why she won't let me have anything to do with you." (Mulligans vs Dedaluses)
and U86: "—I won't have her bastard of a nephew ruin my son." (Dedaluses vs Mulligans)
"Nice mother!" seems very babyish
The first day in the hall of the castle when she had said goodbye she had put up her veil double to her nose to kiss him: and her nose and eyes were red. But he had pretended not to see that she was going to cry.
most of the women wearing veils in Ulysses are hallucinations in Circe:
U148: "Molly tasting it, her veil up."
U354: "Why that high class whore in Jammet's wore her veil only to her nose."
U426: "MRS BREEN (In smart Saxe tailormade, white velours hat and spider veil.)"
U432: "MARTHA (Thickveiled, a crimson halter round her neck... Sobbing behind her veil.)"
U539: "(Stephen's mother, emaciated, rises stark through the floor in leper grey with a wreath of faded orange blossoms and a torn bridal veil..."
U694: "I know plenty of ways ask him to tuck down the collar of my blouse or touch him with my veil and gloves on going out"
She was a nice mother but she was not so nice when she cried.
her expression of love was unwelcome in front of the other boys?
And his father had given him two fiveshilling pieces for pocket money.
aka 'crowns' absurdly large, 39mm = 1.54 inches
equal to about $30 each today
And his father had told him if he wanted anything to write home to him and, whatever he did, never to peach on a fellow.
Then at the door of the castle the rector had shaken hands with his father and mother, his soutane fluttering in the breeze,
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| Reverend John S. Conmee, SJ |
and the car had driven off with his father and mother on it. They had cried to him from the car, waving their hands:
— Goodbye, Stephen, goodbye!
— Goodbye, Stephen, goodbye!
identical words spoken separately by each
this must have been terrifying to him
now this flashback ends:
He was caught in the whirl of a scrimmage and, fearful of the flashing eyes and muddy boots, bent down to look through the legs.
looking for the ball?
The fellows were struggling and groaning and their legs were rubbing and kicking and stamping.
even this "rubbing" scares him?
Then Jack Lawton's yellow boots dodged out the ball and all the other boots and legs ran after.
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| 30yo physician in Cork in 1911, 20yo Cork med student in 1901 |
He ran after them a little way and then stopped. It was useless to run on.
obviously useless to his team, so probably here even for impressing the others
Soon they would be going home for the holidays. After supper in the studyhall he would
"Soon" is wishful thinking-- he's only one month in, with 2.5 more to go (see below)
"holidays" = xmas and new years (Clongowes now also has breaks for Halloween and ?Thanksgiving)
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