The eyes that mock me sign the way Whereto I pass at eve of day. Grey way whose violet signals are The trysting and the twining star. Ah star of evil! star of pain!

Sleep Now, O Sleep Now Sleep now, O sleep now, O you unquiet heart! A voice crying “Sleep now” Is heard in my heart.

O Sweetheart, hear you Your lover’s tale; A man shall have sorrow When friends him fail. For he shall know then

Pineapple rock, lemon platt, butte… A sombre Y.M.C.A. young man, wat… Heart to heart talks. Bloo . . . Me? No. Blood of the Lamb.

Martin Cunningham, first, poked h… —Come on, Simon. —After you, Mr Bloom said. Mr Dedalus covered himself quickl… Yes, yes.

—You, Cochrane, what city sent fo… —Tarentum, sir. —Very good. Well? —There was a battle, sir. —Very good. Where?

A onelegged sailor, swinging himse… —Very well, indeed, father. And y… Father Conmee was wonderfully wel… Father Conmee was very glad to se… —Good afternoon, Mrs Sheehy.

Urbane, to comfort them, the quake… —And we have, have we not, those p… He came a step a sinkapace forward… A noiseless attendant setting open… —Directly, said he, creaking to go…

Bright cap and streamers, He sings in the hollow: Come follow, come follow, All you that love. Leave dreams to the dreamers

I would in that sweet bosom be (O sweet it is and fair it is!) Where no rude wind might visit me. Because of sad austerities I would in that sweet bosom be.

Now, O now, in this brown land Where Love did so sweet music mak… We two shall wander, hand in hand, Forbearing for old friendship’ sak… Nor grieve because our love was ga…

Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came… —Introibo ad altare Dei. Halted, he peered down the dark wi… —Come up, Kinch! Come up, you fea… Solemnly he came forward and mount…