1 By day and by night he moved among distorted images of the outer world.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 2 A spirit filled him, pure as the purest water, sweet as dew, moving as music.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 3 Fleming moved heavily out of his place and knelt between the two last benches.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 4 And the glimmering souls passed away, sustained and failing, merged in a moving breath.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 5 Emerald and black and russet and olive, it moved beneath the current, swaying and turning.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 6 Creatures were in the field: one, three, six: creatures were moving in the field, hither and thither.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 7 But the Christmas vacation was very far away: but one time it would come because the earth moved round always.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 8 Mr Tate and Vincent Heron stood at the window, talking, jesting, gazing out at the bleak rain, moving their heads.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 9 If ever he was impelled to cast sin from him and to repent the impulse that moved him was the wish to be her knight.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 10 Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless he heard in it an echo of the infuriated cries within him.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 11 The malice of evil glittered in their hard eyes, as they moved hither and thither, trailing their long tails behind them.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 12 He felt some dark presence moving irresistibly upon him from the darkness, a presence subtle and murmurous as a flood filling him wholly with itself.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 13 The rain had drawn off; and amid the moving vapours from point to point of light the city was spinning about herself a soft cocoon of yellowish haze.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 14 The squalid scene composed itself around him; the common accents, the burning gas-jets in the shops, odours of fish and spirits and wet sawdust, moving men and women.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 15 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 16 They moved in slow circles, circling closer and closer to enclose, to enclose, soft language issuing from their lips, their long swishing tails besmeared with stale shite, thrusting upwards their terrific faces.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 17 They had set out early in the morning from Newcombe's coffee-house, where Mr Dedalus's cup had rattled noisily against its saucer, and Stephen had tried to cover that shameful sign of his father's drinking bout of the night before by moving his chair and coughing.
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