Улисс
Chapter 1
Ubipatria,aswelearnedasmatteringofinourclassicaldaysinAlmaMater,vitabene.Whereyoucanlivewell,thesenseis,ifyouwork.
Overhisuntastableapologyforacupofcoffee,listeningtothissynopsisofthingsingeneral,Stephenstaredatnothinginparticular.Hecouldhear,ofcourse,allkindsofwordschangingcolourlikethosecrabsaboutRingsendinthemorningburrowingquicklyintoallcoloursofdifferentsortsofthesamesandwheretheyhadahomesomewherebeneathorseemedto.Thenhelookedupandsawtheeyesthatsaidordidn’tsaythewordsthevoiceheheardsaid,ifyouwork.
—Countmeout,hemanagedtoremark,meaningwork.
Theeyesweresurprisedatthisobservationbecauseashe,thepersonwhoownedthemprotem.observedorratherhisvoicespeakingdid,allmustwork,haveto,together.
—Imean,ofcourse,theotherhastenedtoaffirm,workinthewidestpossiblesense.Alsoliterarylabournotmerelyforthekudosofthething.Writingforthenewspaperswhichisthereadiestchannelnowadays.That’sworktoo.Importantwork.Afterall,fromthelittleIknowofyou,afterallthemoneyexpendedonyoureducationyouareentitledtorecoupyourselfandcommandyourprice.Youhaveeverybitasmuchrighttolivebyyourpeninpursuitofyourphilosophyasthepeasanthas.What?YoubothbelongtoIreland,thebrainandthebrawn.Eachisequallyimportant.
—Yoususpect,Stephenretortedwithasortofahalflaugh,thatImaybeimportantbecauseIbelongtothefaubourgSaintPatricecalledIrelandforshort.
—Iwouldgoastepfarther,MrBloominsinuated.