1 He had not gone one step nearer the lives he had sought to approach nor bridged the restless shame and rancour that had divided him from mother and brother and sister.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 2 2 All that had been denied them had been freely given to him, the eldest; but the quiet glow of evening showed him in their faces no sign of rancour.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 4 3 Her voice was cold, but the rancour was gone from it.
4 Over his face the dark shadow of hypochondria had cast a cloud, and furrows had formed on his brow and temples, and his every gesture bespoke the influence of a hot, nervous rancour.