1 White roses and red roses: those were beautiful colours to think of.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 2 There were red holly and green ivy round the old portraits on the walls.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 3 The colour faded and became strong like a changing glow of pallid brick red.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 4 The little silk badge with the red rose on it looked very rich because he had a blue sailor top on.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 5 There were holly and ivy round the pierglass and holly and ivy, green and red, twined round the chandeliers.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 6 Stephen felt his own face red too, thinking of all the bets about who would get first place in elements, Jack Lawton or he.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 7 Mr Harford went to and fro making little signs in red pencil and sometimes sitting beside the boy to show him how to hold his pen.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 8 A great fire, banked high and red, flamed in the grate and under the ivy-twined branches of the chandelier the Christmas table was spread.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 9 A silence filled the classroom and Stephen, glancing timidly at Father Arnall's dark face, saw that it was a little red from the wax he was in.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 10 His small head set off with glossy red curls and his newly shaven face agreed well with the spotless decency of his soutane and with his spotless shoes.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 11 Boland, his friend, marched beside him, a large grin on his face, while Nash came on a few steps behind, blowing from the pace and wagging his great red head.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 12 And then when all were vested he had stood holding out the boat to the rector and the rector had put a spoonful of incense in it and it had hissed on the red coals.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 13 It was the night of the match against the Bective Rangers; and the ball was made just like a red and green apple only it opened and it was full of the creamy sweets.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 14 While he prayed he knelt on his red handkerchief and read above his breath from a thumb blackened prayer book wherein catchwords were printed at the foot of every page.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 15 The daylight without was already failing and, as it fell slowly through the dull red blinds, it seemed that the sun of the last day was going down and that all souls were being gathered for the judgement.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 16 The uncouth faces passed him two by two, stained yellow or red or livid by the sea, and, as he strove to look at them with ease and indifference, a faint stain of personal shame and commiseration rose to his own face.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 17 Saint Catherine of Siena once saw a devil and she has written that, rather than look again for one single instant on such a frightful monster, she would prefer to walk until the end of her life along a track of red coals.
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