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Ulysses

BLOOM: (Embraces John Howard Parnell) We thank you
from our heart, John, for this right royal welcome to green
Erin, the promised land of our common ancestors.

(The freedom of the city is presented to him embodied in a
charter. The keys of Dublin, crossed on a crimson cushion, are
given to him. He shows all that he is wearing green socks.)
TOM KERNAN: You deserve it, your honour.
BLOOM: On this day twenty years ago we overcame
the hereditary enemy at Ladysmith. Our howitzers and
camel swivel guns played on his lines with telling effect.
Half a league onward! They charge! All is lost now! Do
we yield? No! We drive them headlong! Lo! We charge!
Deploying to the left our light horse swept across the
heights of Plevna and, uttering their warcry Bonafide
Sabaoth, sabred the Saracen gunners to a man.
THE CHAPEL OF FREEMAN TYPESETTERS:
Hear! Hear!
JOHN WYSE NOLAN: There’s the man that got
away James Stephens.
A BLUECOAT SCHOOLBOY: Bravo!
AN OLD RESIDENT: You’re a credit to your
country, sir, that’s what you are.
AN APPLEWOMAN: He’s a man like Ireland wants.

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