Ulysses

Ulysses
momentous that can befall a puny child of clay? Perish the
thought! I shudder to think of the future of a race where
the seeds of such malice have been sown and where no
right reverence is rendered to mother and maid in house
of Horne. Having delivered himself of this rebuke he
saluted those present on the by and repaired to the door. A
murmur of approval arose from all and some were for
ejecting the low soaker without more ado, a design which
would have been effected nor would he have received
more than his bare deserts had he not abridged his
transgression by affirming with a horrid imprecation (for
he swore a round hand) that he was as good a son of the
true fold as ever drew breath. Stap my vitals, said he, them
was always the sentiments of honest Frank Costello which
I was bred up most particular to honour thy father and thy
mother that had the best hand to a rolypoly or a hasty
pudding as you ever see what I always looks back on with
a loving heart.
To revert to Mr Bloom who, after his first entry, had
been conscious of some impudent mocks which he
however had borne with as being the fruits of that age
upon which it is commonly charged that it knows not
pity. The young sparks, it is true, were as full of
extravagancies as overgrown children: the words of their
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