1 Stephen's heart leapt up in fear.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 2 A long shiver of fear flowed over his body.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 3 But I will tell you also what I do not fear.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 4 Towards others he felt neither shame nor fear.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 5 His heart trembled in an ecstasy of fear and his soul was in flight.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 6 Stephen stumbled into the middle of the class, blinded by fear and haste.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 7 Stephen's heart began slowly to fold and fade with fear like a withering flower.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 8 This was the end; and a faint glimmer of fear began to pierce the fog of his mind.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 9 The faint glimmer of fear became a terror of spirit as the hoarse voice of the preacher blew death into his soul.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 10 The clear certitude of his own immunity grew dim and to it succeeded a vague fear that his soul had really fallen unawares.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 11 The scalding water burst forth from his eyes and, burning with shame and agony and fear, he drew back his shaking arm in terror and burst out into a whine of pain.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 12 As he passed the door he remembered with a vague fear the warm turf-coloured bogwater, the warm moist air, the noise of plunges, the smell of the towels, like medicine.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 13 He would follow a devious course up and down the streets, circling always nearer and nearer in a tremor of fear and joy, until his feet led him suddenly round a dark corner.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 14 I fear more than that the chemical action which would be set up in my soul by a false homage to a symbol behind which are massed twenty centuries of authority and veneration.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 15 He waited in fear, his soul pining within him, praying silently that death might not touch his brow as he passed over the threshold, that the fiends that inhabit darkness might not be given power over him.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 16 His soul was fattening and congealing into a gross grease, plunging ever deeper in its dull fear into a sombre threatening dusk while the body that was his stood, listless and dishonoured, gazing out of darkened eyes, helpless, perturbed, and human for a bovine god to stare upon.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 17 A sense of fear of the unknown moved in the heart of his weariness, a fear of symbols and portents, of the hawk-like man whose name he bore soaring out of his captivity on osier-woven wings, of Thoth, the god of writers, writing with a reed upon a tablet and bearing on his narrow ibis head the cusped moon.
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