Портрет художника в юности

Chapter 1

           AndthatnightMrCaseyhadnotgonetoDublinbytrainbutacarhadcometothedoorandhehadheardhisfathersaysomethingabouttheCabinteelyroad.

           HewasforIrelandandParnellandsowashisfather:andsowasDantetooforonenightatthebandontheesplanadeshehadhitagentlemanontheheadwithherumbrellabecausehehadtakenoffhishatwhenthebandplayedGODSAVETHEQUEENattheend.

           MrDedalusgaveasnortofcontempt.

           Ah,John,hesaid.Itistrueforthem.Weareanunfortunatepriest-riddenraceandalwayswereandalwayswillbetilltheendofthechapter.

           UncleCharlesshookhishead,saying:

           Abadbusiness!Abadbusiness!

           MrDedalusrepeated:

           Apriest-riddenGodforsakenrace!

           Hepointedtotheportraitofhisgrandfatheronthewalltohisright.

           Doyouseethatoldchapupthere,John?hesaid.HewasagoodIrishmanwhentherewasnomoneyInthejob.Hewascondemnedtodeathasawhiteboy.Buthehadasayingaboutourclericalfriends,thathewouldneverletoneofthemputhistwofeetunderhismahogany.

           Dantebrokeinangrily:

           Ifweareapriest-riddenraceweoughttobeproudofit!TheyaretheappleofGod’seye.TOUCHTHEMNOT,saysChrist,FORTHEYARETHEAPPLEOFMYEYE.

           Andcanwenotloveourcountrythen?askedMrCasey.

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