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Ulysses

Burke’s of Denzille and Holles their ulterior goal. Dixon
follows giving them sharp language but raps out an oath,
he too, and on. Bloom stays with nurse a thought to send
a kind word to happy mother and nurseling up there.

Doctor Diet and Doctor Quiet. Looks she too not other
now? Ward of watching in Horne’s house has told its tale
in that washedout pallor. Then all being gone, a glance of
motherwit helping, he whispers close in going: Madam,
when comes the storkbird for thee?
The air without is impregnated with raindew moisture,
life essence celestial, glistening on Dublin stone there
under starshiny coelum. God’s air, the Allfather’s air,
scintillant circumambient cessile air. Breathe it deep into
thee. By heaven, Theodore Purefoy, thou hast done a
doughty deed and no botch! Thou art, I vow, the
remarkablest progenitor barring none in this chaffering
allincluding most farraginous chronicle. Astounding! In
her lay a Godframed Godgiven preformed possibility
which thou hast fructified with thy modicum of man’s
work. Cleave to her! Serve! Toil on, labour like a very
bandog and let scholarment and all Malthusiasts go hang.
Thou art all their daddies, Theodore. Art drooping under
thy load, bemoiled with butcher’s bills at home and ingots
(not thine!) in the countinghouse? Head up! For every

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