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Joyce, James

Araby by James Joyce

April 29, 2019 by Every Writer

Araby by James Joyce

NORTH RICHMOND STREET being blind, was a quiet street except at the hour when the Christian Brothers’ School set the boys free. An uninhabited house of two storeys stood at the blind end, detached from its neighbours in a square groun

A Painful Case by James Joyce

April 5, 2011 by Every Writer

A Painful Case by James Joyce MR. JAMES DUFFY lived in Chapelizod because he wished to live as far as possible from the city of which he was a citizen and because he found all the other suburbs of Dublin mean, modern and pretentious. He lived in an old sombre house and from his windows […]

Clay by James Joyce

March 21, 2011 by Every Writer

Clay ?by ?James Joyce The matron had given her leave to go out as soon as the women’s tea was over and Maria looked forward to her evening out. The kitchen was spick and span: the cook said you could see yourself in the big copper boilers. The fire was nice and bright and on […]

EVELINE by James Joyce

May 23, 2010 by Every Writer

EVELINE by James Joyce She sat at the window watching the evening invade the avenue. Her head was leaned against the window curtains and in her nostrils was the odour of dusty cretonne. She was tired. Few people passed. The man out of the last house passed on his way home; she heard his footsteps […]

THE SISTERS by James Joyce

April 17, 2010 by Every Writer

THE SISTERS by James Joyce THERE was no hope for him this time: it was the third stroke. Night after night I had passed the house (it was vacation time) and studied the lighted square of window: and night after night I had found it lighted in the same way, faintly and evenly. If he […]

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