1 But his hands were bluish with cold.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 1 2 He rubbed his hands slowly and drily over the difficulty.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5 3 He kept his hands in the side pockets of his belted grey suit.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 1 4 Mr Casey, freeing his arms from his holders, suddenly bowed his head on his hands with a sob of pain.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 1 5 He closed the door and, walking swiftly to the bed, knelt beside it and covered his face with his hands.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 3 6 The student's body shook all over and, to ease his mirth, he rubbed both his hands delightedly over his groins.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5 7 It would be nice to lie on the hearthrug before the fire, leaning his head upon his hands, and think on those sentences.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 1 8 The priest let the blindcord fall to one side and, uniting his hands, leaned his chin gravely upon them, communing with himself.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 4 9 Lynch broke again into a whinny of laughter and again rubbed both his hands over his groins but without taking them from his pockets.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5 10 He bowed his head upon his hands, bidding his heart be meek and humble that he might be like those who knelt beside him and his prayer as acceptable as theirs.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 3 11 Fleming knelt down, squeezing his hands under his armpits, his face contorted with pain; but Stephen knew how hard his hands were because Fleming was always rubbing rosin into them.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 1 12 Once he had washed his hands in the lavatory of the Wicklow Hotel and his father pulled the stopper up by the chain after and the dirty water went down through the hole in the basin.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 1 13 He clasped his hands and raised them towards the white form, praying with his darkened eyes, praying with all his trembling body, swaying his head to and fro like a lost creature, praying with whimpering lips.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 3 14 In the middle of the vestry a young jesuit, who was then on a visit to the college, stood rocking himself rhythmically from the tips of his toes to his heels and back again, his hands thrust well forward into his side-pockets.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 2 15 Mike Flynn would stand at the gate near the railway station, watch in hand, while Stephen ran round the track in the style Mike Flynn favoured, his head high lifted, his knees well lifted and his hands held straight down by his sides.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 2 16 That was the work of devils, to scatter his thoughts and over-cloud his conscience, assailing him at the gates of the cowardly and sin-corrupted flesh: and, praying God timidly to forgive him his weakness, he crawled up on to the bed and, wrapping the blankets closely about him, covered his face again with his hands.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 3