1 Above the flame the smoke of praise.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 2 Above the flame the smoke of praise.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 3 Place your finger for a moment in the flame of a candle and you will feel the pain of fire.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 4 He started up nervously from the stone-block for he could no longer quench the flame in his blood.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 5 An afterglow deepened within his spirit, whence the white flame had passed, deepening to a rose and ardent light.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 6 A flame began to flutter again on Stephen's cheek as he heard in this proud address an echo of his own proud musings.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 7 The parlour fire would not draw that evening and Mr Dedalus rested the poker against the bars of the grate to attract the flame.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 8 Imagine such a corpse a prey to flames, devoured by the fire of burning brimstone and giving off dense choking fumes of nauseous loathsome decomposition.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 9 The tiny flame which the priest's allusion had kindled upon Stephen's cheek had sunk down again and his eyes were still fixed calmly on the colourless sky.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 10 He gazed calmly before him at the waning sky, glad of the cool of the evening and of the faint yellow glow which hid the tiny flame kindling upon his cheek.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 11 It is a never ending storm of darkness, dark flames and dark smoke of burning brimstone, amid which the bodies are heaped one upon another without even a glimpse of air.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 12 The altar was heaped with fragrant masses of white flowers; and in the morning light the pale flames of the candles among the white flowers were clear and silent as his own soul.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 13 There was neither on the table; only the soup plate he had eaten the rice from for supper and the candlestick with its tendrils of tallow and its paper socket, singed by the last flame.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 14 The first faint noise of gently moving water broke the silence, low and faint and whispering, faint as the bells of sleep; hither and thither, hither and thither; and a faint flame trembled on her cheek.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 15 It seemed to him that he heard notes of fitful music leaping upwards a tone and downwards a diminished fourth, upwards a tone and downwards a major third, like triple-branching flames leaping fitfully, flame after flame, out of a midnight wood.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 16 But in hell the torments cannot be overcome by habit, for while they are of terrible intensity they are at the same time of continual variety, each pain, so to speak, taking fire from another and re-endowing that which has enkindled it with a still fiercer flame.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 17 Every sense of the flesh is tortured and every faculty of the soul therewith: the eyes with impenetrable utter darkness, the nose with noisome odours, the ears with yells and howls and execrations, the taste with foul matter, leprous corruption, nameless suffocating filth, the touch with redhot goads and spikes, with cruel tongues of flame.
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