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• #Ulysse 2447
  19 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac

  —O ! Mr Dedalus cried, giving vent to a hopeless groan. Shite and onions ! That’ll do, Ned. Life is too short.

• #Ulysse 2443
  15 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac

  —As ’twere, in the peerless panorama of Ireland’s portfolio, unmatched, despite their wellpraised prototypes in other vaunted prize regions, for very beauty, of bosky grove and undulating plain and luscious pastureland of vernal green, steeped in the transcendent translucent glow of our mild mysterious Irish twilight...

• #Ulysse 2445
  17 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac

  HIS NATIVE DORIC

• #Ulysse 2444
  16 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac

  —The moon, professor MacHugh said. He forgot Hamlet.

• #Ulysse 2448
  20 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac

  He took off his silk hat and, blowing out impatiently his bushy moustache, welshcombed his hair with raking fingers.

• #Ulysse 2442
  14 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac

  —Bathe his lips, Mr Dedalus said. Blessed and eternal God ! Yes ? Is he taking anything for it ?

• #Ulysse 2439
  11 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac

  —Ah, listen to this for God’ sake, Ned Lambert pleaded. Or again if we but climb the serried mountain peaks...

• #Ulysse 2441
  13 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac

  —Peaks, Ned Lambert went on, towering high on high, to bathe our souls, as it were...

• #Ulysse 2440
  12 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac

  —Bombast ! the professor broke in testily. Enough of the inflated windbag !

• #Ulysse 2446
  18 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac

  —That mantles the vista far and wide and wait till the glowing orb of the moon shine forth to irradiate her silver effulgence...