And there were some, who in the shady place
At her side, as 't were that none might bear her off
Thus, in a cloud of flowers
And while, with looks directed to the ground
The wretch appear'd amid all these to say
For that all those living lights
The shadowy forms
Then when he knew the pilot
At length, as undeceived, they went their 'vay
Imperial Procession
Rondibilis the Physician
After dinner, Panurge went to see her.
Messire Oudart.
On the road to the castle
Friar John.
François Rabelais
James Joyce with Nora, Lucia and unidentified little girl at table in garden
Hearing the air cut by their verdant plumes
Now the fair consort of tithonus old
There both, I thought, the eagle and myself did burn
Then from the bosom oj' the burning mass
The heavenly steersman at the prow was seen
I once was Pia. sienna gave me life
From my breast loosening the cross
Not unlike to iron in the furnace
Many," exclaim'd the bard," are these, who throng around us
Again mine eyes were fix'd on beatrice
O fond arachne! thee i also saw
Christ beam'd on that cross
And when i saw spirits along the flame proceeding
Thus went out those valiant champions on their adventure.
Friar John and Panurge
They came where two old women were weeping and wailing.
The chamber is already full of devils.
With this I ran away a fair gallop-rake.
He led them up the great staircase of the castle.
How Gargantua passed the ford.
The Master of Ringing Island.
Gargantua visiting the shops.
James Joyce's graduation from Royal University (later University College Dublin)
Proprietor and staff of Restaurant Au Sourd in Toulon France (Photo sent to Sylvia Beach at Joyce's request)
Up, he exclaim'd, " brother I upon thy feet arise"
Now who art thou, that through our smoke dost cleave?
Who then, amongst us here aloft, hath brought thee?
My guide, then laying hold on me, by words
So drew full more than thousand splendours towards us
In fashion, as a snow white rose
What Aileth Thee, that still thou look'st to earth?
The radiant planet, that to love invites
With wary steps and slow we pass'd
Ye host of heaven, whose glory I survey I
With equal pace, as oxen in the yoke
In visage such, as past my power to bear
Answering not, mine eyes I raised
Say then, beginning, to what point thy soul aspires
|Boredom with Nikos,| Harry Jacobus with dog, Berkeley
Joyce's apartment, 2 Square Robiac, Paris
My so good wife dead, who was the most this, the most that, that ever was in the world.
Bridlegoose relateth the history of the reconcilers.
In fine, they were all of them forced to sea, and drowned like so many rats.
The monstrous physetere was slain by Pantagruel
The monks knew not, in that extremity, to which of all their saints they should vow themselves.
He went to see the city, and was behold of everybody there with great admiration.
Before my sight appear'd, with open wings, the beauteous image
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
Striking them down as a mason doth little knobs of stone.
They found the old woman sitting in a corner of her chimney.
Is there any greater pain of the teeth than when the dogs have you by the legs?
Cost what they will, cried Panurge, trade with me for one of them, paying you well.
I most humbly beseech your lanternship to lead us back.
James Joyce with Stuart and Moune Gilbert, Zurich
The beauteous dame, her arms expanding, clasi"d my temples
The furred law cats scrambling after the crowns from Panurge's purse.
Panurge seeks the advice of Pantagruel and his friends as to whether he should marry.
He lugs out his trusty sword with both his fists, and cut the sausage in twain.
Pantagruel then arose from table to visit and scour the thicket.
How six hundred and threescore horsemen were very cunningly vanquished and discomfited.
The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around.
James Joyce seated on bench at Fechamp
In the middle of July, the devil came to the place aforesaid, with all his crew at his heels.
With this accident we were all out of sorts, moping, drooping, metragrabolized, as dull as dun in the mire.
All stiff drinkers, brave fellows, and good players at ninepins.
Immediately one of the girls brought him a tall-boy brimfull of extravagant wine.
Man on Ship
It ate the food it ne'er had eat.
He comes to Chinon, the ancient city, yea the first city in the world.
Rabelais dissecting society and writing his book.
James Joyce and Sylvia Beach seated at table in Shakespeare and Company
The Pastoral Concert or Allegory On the Invention of Pastoral Poetry
The Pastoral Concert or Allegory On the Invention of Pastoral Poetry
At another time he laid in some fair place, where the said watch was to pass, train of gunpowder.
It was the pantagruelion manufactured and fashioned into a halter, and serving in the place and office of a cravat.
The moving Moon went up the sky.
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James Joyce graduation from University College Dublin with group of students
