James Joyce, Adrienne Monnier, and guests at the "Dejeuner Ulysse"
LIB-PC011_140.pdf
Parallax Views: Art and the JFK Assassination
About us thus
Down whose steps
Already had my steps
Through every orb of that sad region
Were further space allow'd
Such saw i many a face
And I beheld myself
But so was doom'd
After that I saw a multitude
Bridlegoose
Prologue
Prologue
For that all those living lights
While underneath, the ground
Then "glory to the father, to the son"
Three nymphs, at the right wheel
Thus, in a cloud of flowers
At her side, as 't were that none might bear her off
Beneath a sky so beautiful
And there were some, who in the shady place
Then when he knew the pilot
The left bank
E'en thus the blind and poor
The shadowy forms
At length, as undeceived, they went their 'vay
And while, with looks directed to the ground
Here the rocky precipice
But not long slumber'd
And who are those twain spirits?
The wretch appear'd amid all these to say
Messire Oudart.
Rondibilis the Physician
After dinner, Panurge went to see her.
On the road to the castle
Friar John.
François Rabelais
There both, I thought, the eagle and myself did burn
Many," exclaim'd the bard," are these, who throng around us
Hearing the air cut by their verdant plumes
The heavenly steersman at the prow was seen
I once was Pia. sienna gave me life
O fond arachne! thee i also saw
And when i saw spirits along the flame proceeding
Christ beam'd on that cross
From my breast loosening the cross
Now the fair consort of tithonus old
Then from the bosom oj' the burning mass
Not unlike to iron in the furnace
Again mine eyes were fix'd on beatrice
The Master of Ringing Island.
How Gargantua passed the ford.
Friar John and Panurge
With this I ran away a fair gallop-rake.
They came where two old women were weeping and wailing.
Gargantua visiting the shops.
He led them up the great staircase of the castle.
The chamber is already full of devils.
Thus went out those valiant champions on their adventure.
Answering not, mine eyes I raised
The radiant planet, that to love invites
In fashion, as a snow white rose
My guide, then laying hold on me, by words
Who then, amongst us here aloft, hath brought thee?
With equal pace, as oxen in the yoke
So drew full more than thousand splendours towards us
Now who art thou, that through our smoke dost cleave?
Say then, beginning, to what point thy soul aspires
With wary steps and slow we pass'd
Ye host of heaven, whose glory I survey I
What Aileth Thee, that still thou look'st to earth?
Up, he exclaim'd, " brother I upon thy feet arise"
In visage such, as past my power to bear
|Boredom with Nikos,| Harry Jacobus with dog, Berkeley
The monstrous physetere was slain by Pantagruel
The monks knew not, in that extremity, to which of all their saints they should vow themselves.
In fine, they were all of them forced to sea, and drowned like so many rats.
Bridlegoose relateth the history of the reconcilers.
He went to see the city, and was behold of everybody there with great admiration.
My so good wife dead, who was the most this, the most that, that ever was in the world.
James Joyce with Sylvia Beach at Shakespeare and Company
A lady young and beautiful, I dream'd, was passing o'er a lea
Salve regina, on the grass and flowers, here chanting
Long as 'tis lawful for me, shall my steps follow on thine
So, within the lights, the saintly creatures flying, sang
Before my sight appear'd, with open wings, the beauteous image
Striking them down as a mason doth little knobs of stone.
Cost what they will, cried Panurge, trade with me for one of them, paying you well.
Is there any greater pain of the teeth than when the dogs have you by the legs?
I most humbly beseech your lanternship to lead us back.
They found the old woman sitting in a corner of her chimney.
