James Joyce

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James Joyce 1882-1941
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Joyce met Nora Barnacle on June 16, 1904 and soon
thereafter left with her for Italy, where they
stayed until World War I broke out. They moved
from there to Zurich and later to Paris.
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Dubliners is a short story collection consisting
of 15 stories, spanning childhood, adolescence,
adulthood, and public life. Joyce believed that
his stories constituted a a chapter of the moral
history of my country. The stories were written
between 1903 and 1907, but Joyce had difficulty
bringing the volume out because the publishers he
sent it to felt that some of the stories
contained inappropriate elements. The main
issue was that Joyces nicely polished
looking-glass revealed the negative side of
dear dirty Dublin.
Dubliners was published in 1914
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First UK edition, published by The Egoist 1917.
First US edition, 1916.
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Once upon a time and a very good time it was
there was a moocow coming down along the road and
this moocow that was coming down along the road
met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo ....
His father told him that story his father looked
at him through a glass he had a hairy face.
Bray, Ireland, just south of Dublin, where
Portrait opens
He was baby tuckoo. The moocow came down the road
where Betty Byrne lived she sold lemon platt.
--O, the wild rose blossoms --On
the little green place. He sang that song. That
was his song. --O, the green wothe
botheth. Joyce, Portrait
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The cold slime of the ditch covered his whole
body and, when the bell rang for study and the
lines filed out of the playrooms, he felt the
cold air of the corridor and staircase inside his
clothes. He still tried to think what was the
right answer. Was it right to kiss his mother or
wrong to kiss his mother? What did that mean, to
kiss? You put your face up like that to say
goodnight and then his mother put her face down.
That was to kiss. His mother put her lips on
his cheek her lips were soft and they wetted his
cheek and they made a tiny little noise kiss.
Why did people do that with their two
faces? Joyce, Portrait
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Stephen Dedalus early on mourns the death of
Parnell. In the Christmas dinner scene, his
father Simon and family friend John Casey defend
him against Dante, whose point of view would have
been common among devote Irish Catholics. The
following on Parnell is a paraphrase of passages
in John OBeirne Ranelaghs, A Short History of
Ireland (134-47). Charles Stewart Parnell, was a
Protestant landlord and High Sheriff of Wicklow,
and had an American mother (like De Valera after
him). As leader of Home Rule Confederation of
Great Britain in 1877 by 1880, after Isaac
Butts death, Parnell became leader of Irish
Parliamentary Party. He became president of the
Irish National Land League, founded by Michael
Davitt, whose Land League rapidly became a mass
political and social movement, guaranteeing
Parnells irish party faithful support while
Parnell campaigned for land reform. (134-5) The
Land League tested the British governments
willingness to continue supporting the
Anglo-Irish (Protestant) Ascendancy class as
landlords and this at time of severe
agricultural recession and asymmetrical relations
between those who owned and those who worked the
land.
Charles Stewart Parnell (1846-91) Leader of Irish
Parliamentary Party
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Land War (1876 and following years) The issues
were thus fair rents and redistribution of land.
Actions included withholding rent, boycotts
(heres where the term originates), and violence
against landlords. Land Law bills in 1881. T. M.
Healys Plan of Campaign of the late 1880s was
another attempt to fight for fair rents came to
an end because of its violent methods.
Richard Pigott and the forged letters of 1886,
accusing Parnell of condoning the murder of Lord
Frederick Cavendish and Thomas Henry Burke in
Phoenix Park (Dublin) in 1882, by IRB breakaway
group, Irish National Invincibles. Despite
attempts to unseat him, Parnell led the Irish
Parliamentary Party well through the 1880s,
though there was some disappointment that the
British Prime Minister Gladstone did not pass
Home Rule for Ireland. Kitty OShea and the
fall of Parnell, 1890. Conservative Party,
non-conformists and the Catholic Church all
denounced him. He refused to step down.
Anti-Parnellite MPs form alliance with Liberal
Party to save Home Rule. T. M. Healy instrumental
in deposing Parnel from IPP leadership. Married
OShea in May and died shortly thereafter, in
October 1891
Parnell speaking at land league meeting (1881).
Behind him are J.G. Biggar, T. Sexton, J.W.
Sullivan, Patrick Egan, T. M. Healy.
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By chapter 2, the Dedaluss are in Blackrock,
nearer the city.
Dublin was a new and complex sensation. Uncle
Charles had grown so witless that he could no
longer be sent out on errands and the disorder in
settling in the new house left Stephen freer than
he had been in Blackrock. In the beginning he
contented himself with circling timidly round the
neighbouring square or, at most, going half way
down one of the side streets but when he had
made a skeleton map of the city in his mind he
followed boldly one of its central lines until he
reacheeached the customhouse. Joyce, Portrait
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Belvedere College,Dublin
Cork, Ireland
Stephen . . . recalled his own equivocal position
in Belvedere, a free boy, a leader afraid of his
own authority, proud and sensitive and
suspicious, battling against the squalor of his
life and against the riot of his mind. The
letters cut in the stained wood of the desk
stared upon him, mocking his bodily weakness and
futile enthusiasms and making him loathe himself
for his own mad and filthy orgies. The spittle in
his throat grew bitter and foul to swallow and
the faint sickness climbed to his brain so that
for a moment he closed his eyes and walked on in
darkness. He could still hear his father's voice
. . . When you kick out for yourself, Stephen -
as I daresay you will one of those days -
remember, whatever you do, to mix with gentlemen.
We kept the ball rolling anyhow and enjoyed
ourselves and saw a bit of life and we were none
the worse of it either. But we were all
gentlemen, Stephen - at least I hope we were -
and bloody good honest Irishmen too. Joyce,
Portrait