Quotation from: Ulysses

Written by: James Joyce


A warm shock of air heat of mustard hanched on Mr Bloom's heart.
He raised his eyes and met the stare of a bilious clock. Two. Pub clock
five minutes fast. Time going on. Hands moving. Two. Not yet.


His midriff yearned then upward, sank within him, yearned more longly,
longingly.


Wine.


He smellsipped the cordial juice and, bidding his throat strongly to
speed it, set his wineglass delicately down.

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