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James Joyce

The Dead

  • Seline Bacchusciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
    Gabriel felt humiliated by the failure of his irony and by the evocation of this figure from the dead, a boy in the gasworks. While he had been full of memories of their secret life together, full of tenderness and joy and desire, she had been comparing him in her mind with another. A shameful consciousness of his own person assailed him. He saw himself as a ludicrous figure, acting as a penny-boy for his aunts, a nervous, well-meaning sentimentalist, orating to vulgarians and idealizing his own clownish lusts, the pitiable fatuous fellow he had caught a glimpse of in the mirror. Instinctively he turned his back more to the light lest she might see the shame that burned upon his forehead.
  • Seline Bacchusciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
    `And what did he die of so young, Gretta? Consumption, was it?'

    `I think he died for me,' she answered.
  • Raoulciteerde uit4 jaar geleden
    His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.
  • Raoulciteerde uit4 jaar geleden
    Generous tears filled Gabriel's eyes. He had never felt like that himself towards any woman, but he knew that such a feeling must be love. The tears gathered more thickly in his eyes and in the partial darkness he imagined he saw the form of a young man standing under a dripping tree. Other forms were near. His soul had approached that region where dwell the vast hosts of the dead.
  • aarynmarezciteerde uit9 jaar geleden
    `Let us toast them all three together. Let us drink to their health, wealth, long life, happiness, and prosperity and may they long continue to hold the proud and self-won position which they hold in their profession and the position of honour and affection which they hold in our hea
  • b6221027333citeerde uit4 maanden geleden
    Under cover of her silence he pressed her arm closely to his side, and, as they stood at the hotel door, he felt that they had escaped from their lives and duties, escaped from home and friends and run away together with wild and radiant hearts to a new adventure.
  • M. F. Davidsonciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
    One by one, they were all becoming shades. Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age. He thought of how she who lay beside him had locked in her heart for so many years that image of her lover's eyes when he had told her that he did not wish to live.
  • M. F. Davidsonciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
    She stopped, choking with sobs, and, overcome by emotion, flung herself face downward on the bed, sobbing in the quilt. Gabriel held her hand for a moment longer, irresolutely, and then, shy of intruding on her grief, let it fall gently and walked quietly to the window.
  • M. F. Davidsonciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
    . A dull anger began to gather again at the back of his mind and the dull fires of his lust began to glow angrily in his veins.
  • M. F. Davidsonciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
    Gabriel stood stock-still for a moment in astonishment and then followed her
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