James Joyce: Frasi in inglese (pagina 5)

Notebook entry, Paris (28 March 1903), printed in James Joyce: Occasional, Critical and Political Writing (2002) edited by Kevin Barry [Oxford University Press, 2002, <small> ISBN 0-192-83353-7</small>], p. 104
Origine: A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

Origine: About his wife, Nora. Selected Letters of James Joyce. http://www.slate.com/id/2181165

Origine: A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

Letter to Augusta Gregory (22 November 1902), from James Joyce by Richard Ellmann (1959) [Oxford University Press, 1983 edition, <small> ISBN 0-195-03381-7</small>] (p. 107)

Origine: A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

Origine: Ulysses

Origine: Ulysses

Origine: A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

Origine: Ulysses

Dubliners (1914)
Variante: His soul swooned softly 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.
Origine: "The Dead"
Contesto: Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Furey lay buried. It lay drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns. 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.

Dubliners (1914)
Variante: 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.
Origine: "The Dead"

Origine: Dubliners

Origine: Ulysses

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Origine: Finnegans Wake (1939)

Origine: A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

Origine: Dubliners

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