1 There was a cold night smell in the chapel.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 2 His mother had a nicer smell than his father.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 3 That was a smell of air and rain and turf and corduroy.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 4 It only made you feel a little sickish on account of the smell of the wine.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 5 It was not like the smell of the old peasants who knelt at the back of the chapel at Sunday mass.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 6 There was a skull on the desk and a strange solemn smell in the room like the old leather of chairs.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 7 But the faint smell of the rector's breath had made him feel a sick feeling on the morning of his first communion.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 8 The lovely smell there was in the wintry air: the smell of Clane: rain and wintry air and turf smouldering and corduroy.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 9 That was called charcoal: and it had burned quietly as the fellow had swung it gently and had given off a weak sour smell.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 10 But to drink the altar wine out of the press and be found out by the smell was a sin too: but it was not terrible and strange.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 11 It was all thick slabs of slate and water trickled all day out of tiny pinholes and there was a queer smell of stale water there.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 12 Brother Michael was standing at the door of the infirmary and from the door of the dark cabinet on his right came a smell like medicine.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 13 Their dull piety and the sickly smell of the cheap hair-oil with which they had anointed their heads repelled him from the altar they prayed at.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 14 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 15 It would be lovely to sleep for one night in that cottage before the fire of smoking turf, in the dark lit by the fire, in the warm dark, breathing the smell of the peasants, air and rain and turf and corduroy.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 16 There was the smell of evening in the air, the smell of the fields in the country where they digged up turnips to peel them and eat them when they went out for a walk to Major Barton's, the smell there was in the little wood beyond the pavilion where the gallnuts were.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 17 Because on the day when he had made his first holy communion in the chapel he had shut his eyes and opened his mouth and put out his tongue a little: and when the rector had stooped down to give him the holy communion he had smelt a faint winy smell off the rector's breath after the wine of the mass.
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