1 That was ivory: a cold white thing.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 1 2 They were like ivory; only soft.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 1 3 Little wells of tea lay here and there on the board, and a knife with a broken ivory handle was stuck through the pith of a ravaged turnover.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 4 4 Her thighs, fuller and soft-hued as ivory, were bared almost to the hips, where the white fringes of her drawers were like feathering of soft white down.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 4 5 The word now shone in his brain, clearer and brighter than any ivory sawn from the mottled tusks of elephants.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5 6 When she came to the age of marriage she was sent out to many houses where her playing and ivory manners were much admired.
7 Strings of dusty niggers with splay feet arrived and departed; a stream of manufactured goods, rubbishy cottons, beads, and brass-wire set into the depths of darkness, and in return came a precious trickle of ivory.
8 Sends in as much ivory as all the others put together.
9 The word 'ivory' rang in the air, was whispered, was sighed.
10 The only real feeling was a desire to get appointed to a trading-post where ivory was to be had, so that they could earn percentages.
11 The approach to this Kurtz grubbing for ivory in the wretched bush was beset by as many dangers as though he had been an enchanted princess sleeping in a fabulous castle.
12 I've sent him one small lot of ivory a year ago, so that he can't call me a little thief when I get back.
13 It was as though an animated image of death carved out of old ivory had been shaking its hand with menaces at a motionless crowd of men made of dark and glittering bronze.
14 All that had been Kurtz's had passed out of my hands: his soul, his body, his station, his plans, his ivory, his career.
15 And later on I seemed to see his collected languid manner, when he said one day, 'This lot of ivory now is really mine.'