Remixes Joyce's Ulysses with a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV).
Telemachusand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
The plump shadowed face and laughed with others when he asks me I shall know I was disrooted, what care I, shall now the tears were on the end of our buried life, this tower and these thy gifts.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Telemachus | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Nestorand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
All laughed.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Nestor | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Proteusand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
I am.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Proteus | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Calypsoand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
Is boiling, he laid his little scrip of honey 'fore her ladyship: and lifted all in an armful on to a tee with his captains of the feather and dust, not lost its rest, these brambles pale with mist engarlanded, that she was king?
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Calypso | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Lotus Eatersand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
The owlets through the grill his card with a slog to square leg.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Lotus Eaters | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Hadesand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
—He might, Mr Bloom admired the caretaker's prosperous bulk.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Hades | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Aeolusand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
WILLIAM BRAYDEN, ESQUIRE, OF KEYES.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Aeolous | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Lestrygoniansand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
She twentythree.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Lestrygonians | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Scylla and Charybdisand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
Her Grace, too, Stephen retorted, sixtyseven years after she was slowly dying vext with lawyers and harass’d with debt: for since each hand hath put on nature's power, and in a vicious age, or charger, hunter, hack, knew that he, a tithefarmer.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Scylla and Charybdis | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Wandering Rocksand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
He would not have abandoned me in my old days.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Wandering Rocks | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Sirensand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
As easy stop the sea-weed, pensive awhile she dreams awake, with an eye.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Sirens | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Cyclopsand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
Mister Knowall.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Cyclops | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Nausicaaand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
Call to the cold miser spreads his gold; or does he scent the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, on the bedded grass; their arms embraced, and do not curse, pickpockets, each here declining violet.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Nausicaa | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Oxen of the Sunand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
My objection's to his lips, our lust is brief.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Oxen of the Sun | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Circeand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
(Mr Justice Fitzgibbon, John Wyse Nolan, John Henry Menton Myles Crawford strides out jerkily, a beam in darkness lies; pure shame and aw’d resistance made him: thou madest Death; not so the Praise, if the seal is set, stares at the three whores then gazes at the couples.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Circe | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Eumaeusand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
Help to put on belongs to me.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Eumaeus | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Ithacaand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
Which various features of sea or erected residence?
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Ithaca | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
Penelopeand a selection of love poetry (not the same selection as in Bloom in Love I-IV):
But I'm digressing; what on earth but he had something ready upon most occasions—which got him promoted there to be a dumb one, so that they havent passion God help the world only for I knew no better, for the bit you put down your throat we have to wear an unknown time, and thy clear fount exhales in mists to heaven.
tags: Ulysses (novel) | James Joyce | 1922 | automatically generated text | Patrick Mooney | Penelope | love poetry | poetry | love | erotic poetry | romantic poetry
The scripts used to generate this edition of Ulysses Redux are available here.