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When first I saw that form endearing。
Richie turned。
Si Dedalus' voice； he said。
Braintipped； cheek touched with flame； they listened feeling that flow endearing flow over skin limbs human heart soul spine。 Bloom signed to Pat； bald Pat is a waiter hard of hearing； to set ajar the door of the bar。 The door of the bar。 So。 That will do。 Pat； waiter； waited； waiting to hear； for he was hard of hear by the door。
Sorrow from me seemed to depart。
Through the hush of air a voice sang to them； low； not rain； not leaves in murmur； like no voice of strings of reeds or what doyoucallthem dulcimers； touching their still ears with words； still hearts of their each his remembered lives。 Good； good to hear： sorrow from them each seemed to from both depart when first they heard。 When first they saw； lost Richie； Poldy； mercy of beauty； heard from a person wouldn't expect it in the least； her first merciful lovesoft oftloved word。
Love that is singing： love's old sweet song。 Bloom unwound slowly the elastic band of his packet。 Love's old sweet sonnez la gold。 Bloom wound a skein round four forkfingers； stretched it； relaxed； and wound it round his troubled double； fourfold； in octave； gyved them fast。
Full of hope and all delighted。。。
Tenors get women by the score。 Increase their flow。 Throw flower at his feet when will we meet？ My head it simply。 Jingle all delighted。 He can't sing for tall hats。 Your head it simply swurls。 Perfumed for him。 What perfume does your wife？ I want to know。 Jing。 Stop。 Knock。 look at mirror always before she answers the door。 The hall。 There？ How do you？ I do well。 There？ What？ Or？ Phila of cachous； kissing fits； in her satchel。 Yes？ Hands felt for the opulent。
Alas！ The voice rose； sighing； changed： loud； full； shining； proud。
But alas； 'twas idle dreaming。。。
Glorious tone he has still。 Cork air softer also their brogue。 Silly man！ Could have made oceans of money。 Singing wrong words。 Wore out his wife： now sings。 But hard to tell。 Only the two themselves。 If he doesn't break down。 Keep a trot for the avenue。 His hands and feet sing too。 Drink。 Nerves overstrung。 Must be abstemious to sing。 Jenny Lind soup： stock； sage； raw eggs； half pint of cream。 For creamy dreamy。
Tenderness it welled： slow； swelling。 Full it throbbed。 That's the chat。 Ha； give！ Take！ Throb； a throb； a pulsing proud erect。
Words？ Music？ No： it's what's behind。
Bloom looped； unlooped； noded； disnoded。
Bloom。 Flood of warm jimjam lickitup secretness flowed to flow in music out； in desire； dark to lick flow； invading。 Tipping her tepping her tapping her topping her。 Tup。 Pores to dilate dilating。 Tup。 The joy the feel the warm the。 Tup。 To pour o'er sluices pouring gushes。 Flood； gush； flow； joygush； tupthrop。 Now！ Language of love。
。。。 ray of hope。。。
Beaming。 Lydia for Lidwell squeak scarcely hear so ladylike the muse unsqueaked a ray of hope。
Martha it is。 Coincidence。 Just going to write。 Lionel's song。 Lovely name you have。 Can't write。 Accept my little pres。 Play on her heartstrings pursestrings too。 She's a。 I called you naughty boy。 Still the name： Martha。 How strange！ Today。
The voice of Lionel returned； weaker but unwearied。 It sang again to Richie Poldy Lydia Lidwell also sang to Pat open mouth ear waiting； to wait。 How first he saw that form endearing； how sorrow seemed to part； how look； form； word charmed him Gould Lidwell； won Pat Bloom's heart。
Wish I could see his face； though。 Explain better。 Why the barber in Drago's always looked my face when I spoke his face in the glass。 Still hear it better here than in the bar though farther。
Each graceful look。。。
First night when first I saw her at Mat Dillon's in Terenure。 Yellow； black lace she wore。 Musical chairs。 We two the last。 Fate。 After her。 Fate。 Round and round slow。 Quick round。 We two。 All looked。 Halt。 Down she sat。 All ousted looked。 Lips laughing。 Yellow knees。
Charmed my eye。。。
Singing。 Waiting she sang。 I turned her music。 Full voice of perfume of what perfume does your lilactrees。 Bosom I saw； both full； throat warbling。 First I saw。 She thanked me。 Why did she me？ Fate。 Spanishy eyes。 Under a peartree alone patio this hour in old Madrid one side in shadow Dolores shedolores。 At me。 Luring。 Ah； alluring。
Martha！ Ah； Martha！
Quitting all languor Lionel cried in grief； in cry of passion dominant to love to return with deepening yet with rising chords of harmony。 In cry of lionel loneliness that she should know； must Martha feel。 For only her he waited。 Where？ Here there try there here all try where。 Somewhere。
Co…me； thou lost one！
Co…me thou dear one！
Alone。 One love。 One hope。 One fort me。 Martha； chest note； return。
e！
It soared； a bird； it held its flight； a swift pure cry； soar silver orb it leaped serene； speeding； sustained； to e； don't spin it out too long long breath he breath long life； soaring high； high resplendent； aflame； crowned； high in the effulgence symbolistic； high； of the ethereal bosom； high； of the high vast irradiation everywhere all soaring all around about the all； the endlessnessnessness。。。
To me！
Siopold！
Consumed。
e。 Well sung。 All clapped。 She ought to。 e。 To me； to him； to her； you too； me； us。
Bravo！ Clapclap。 Goodman； Simon。 Clappyclapclap。 Encore！ Clapclipclap。 Sound as a bell。 Bravo； Simon！ Clapclopclap。 Encore； enclap； said； cried； clapped all； Ben Dollard； Lydia Douce； George Lidwell； Pat； Mina； two gentlemen with two tankards； Cowley； first gent with tank and bronze Miss Douce and gold Miss Mina。
Blazes Boylan's smart tan shoes creaked on the barfloor； said before。 Jingle by monuments of sir John Gray； Horatio onehandled Nelson； reverend father Theobald Matthew； jaunted as said before just now。 Atrot； in heat； heatseated。 Cloche。 Sonnez la。 Cloche。 Sonnez la。 Slower the mare went up the hill by the Rotunda； Rutland square。 Too slow for Boylan； blazes Boylan； impatience Boylan； joggled the mare。
An afterclang of Cowley's chords closed； died on the air made richer。
And Richie Goulding drank his Power and Leopold Bloom his cider drank； Lidwell his Guinness； second gentleman said they would partake of two tankards if she did not mind。 Miss Kennedy smirked； disserving； coral lips； at first； at second。 She did not mind。
Seven days in jail； Ben Dollard said； on bread and water。 Then you'd sing； Simon； like a garden thrush。
Lionel Simon； singer； laughed。 Father Bob Cowley played。 Mina Kennedy served。 Second gentleman paid。 Tom Kernan strutted in； Lydia； admired； admired。 But Bloom sang dumb。
Admiring。
Richie； admiring； descanted on that man's glorious voice。 He remembered one night long ago。 Never forget that night。 Si sang 'Twas rank and fame： in Ned Lambert's 'twas。 Good God he never heard in all his life a note like that he never did then false one we had better part so clear so God he never heard since love lives not a clinking voice ask Lambert he can tell you too。
Goulding； a flush struggling in his pale； told Mr Bloom； face of the night； Si in Ned Lambert's； Dedalus' house； sang 'Twas rank and fame。。。
He； Mr Bloom； listened while he； Richie Goulding； told him； Mr Bloom of the night he； Richie； heard him； Si Dedalus； sing 'Twas rank an