Quotation from: Ulysses

Written by: James Joyce


THE NAVVY: (SHOUTS)


We are the boys. Of Wexford.


PRIVATE COMPTON: Say! What price the sergeantmajor?


PRIVATE CARR: Bennett? He's my pal. I love old Bennett.


THE NAVVY: (SHOUTS)


The galling chain.
And free our native land.


(HE STAGGERS FORWARD, DRAGGING THEM WITH HIM. BLOOM STOPS, AT FAULT. THE
DOG APPROACHES, HIS TONGUE OUTLOLLING, PANTING)

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