Quotation from: Ulysses

Written by: James Joyce


Who ... drive... Fergus now
And pierce ... wood's woven shade? ...


(HE TURNS ON HIS LEFT SIDE, SIGHING, DOUBLING HIMSELF TOGETHER.)


BLOOM: Poetry. Well educated. Pity. (HE BENDS AGAIN AND UNDOES THE
BUTTONS OF STEPHEN'S WAISTCOAT) To breathe. (HE BRUSHES THE WOODSHAVINGS
FROM STEPHEN'S CLOTHES WITH LIGHT HAND AND FINGERS) One pound seven. Not
hurt anyhow. (HE LISTENS) What?


STEPHEN: (MURMURS)

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