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by JAMES JOYCE

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Author:
JAMES JOYCE
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978-0141197968
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014119796X
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Penguin Classics (2011)
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It was like something in a book. Perhaps Leicester Abbey was like that. And there were nice sentences in Doctor Cornwell's Spelling Book.

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. Et ignotas animum dimittit in artes. Ovid, Metamorphoses, VIII,18. It was like something in a book. They were like poetry but they were only sentences to learn the spelling from. Wolsey died in Leicester Abbey Where the abbots buried him.

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man is the first novel of Irish writer James Joyce. A Künstlerroman in a modernist style, it traces the religious and intellectual awakening of young Stephen Dedalus, a fictional alter ego of Joyce and an allusion. A Künstlerroman in a modernist style, it traces the religious and intellectual awakening of young Stephen Dedalus, a fictional alter ego of Joyce and an allusion to Daedalus, the consummate craftsman of Greek mythology. Stephen questions and rebels against the Catholic and Irish conventions under which he has grown, culminating in his self-exile from Ireland to Europe.

The artist as a young ma. oyce aged 22. Photograph: CP Curran/Getty Images. It seems history is to blame, as Haines the Englishman says in Ulysses. The later sections of A Portrait, which move between the National Library in Kildare Street and the halls of University College Dublin, could easily have taken place in the early 70s when I was a student there. By By James Joycew. Published by Planet eBook. Visit the site to download free eBooks of classic literature, books and novels. 4 A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. shouting and the prefects urged them on with strong cries. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution- Noncommercial . United States License. The evening air was pale and chilly and after every charge and thud of the footballers the greasy leather orb flew like a heavy bird through the grey light. He kept on the fringe of his line, out of sight of his prefect, out of the reach of the rude feet, feigning to run now and then.

The wide playgrounds were swarming with boys. All were shouting and the prefects urged them on with strong cries. He felt his body small and weak amid the throng of the players and his eyes were weak and watery.

256 quotes from A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man: ‘His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man Quotes Showing 1-30 of 256. His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.

He kept on the fringe of his line, out of sight of his prefect, out of the reach of the rude feet, feigning to run now and then

1. Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo His father told him that story: his father looked at him through a glass: he had a hairy face. The moocow came down the road where Betty Byrne lived: she sold lemon platt.

This portrayal of Stephen Dedalus' Dublin childhood and youth, his quest for identity through art and his gradual emancipation from the claims of family, religion and Ireland itself, is also an oblique self-portrait of the young James Joyce and a universal testament to the artist's 'eternal imagination'.
  • The greatest writer of Fiction in English,period. Precedes "Ulysses", his and our greatest Novel,but it is simpler and more accessible, but not less profound. My recommendation to the newcomer to J. Joyce is to start with "Dubliners",his first book. It is a small collection of short stories about Dublin in and around 1900. Each is brilliant, meticuously local to time and place, and at the same time, universal. The final story, "The Dead,"will stun you, move you. You may never forget.

  • I'm not sure how it will be for everyone else, but my copy seems like it was printed on demand! The book includes the day the book was printed and I'm pretty sure the date is the same as my order. I live near the publisher so it's nice to know I'm supporting a small business! The book came in good (new) condition, but I have one small gripe with it. The whole book is printed in a Courier New-like (typewriter) font, so it's a little hard on the eyes. I haven't gotten around to reading it yet and this one of the reasons why. I will read it, but I would have liked to know that the novel had this font. Otherwise, a nice addition to my growing Joyce library.

  • One of the ways I justified getting a Kindle was all the free books (of the "classics") variety I could read. I remembered starting this as a teenager and giving up on it, but I decided to give it another try.

    I'm glad I did, as I was finally ready for it.

    As far as "plot" goes, it can be summarized fairly quickly. You probably won't be turning the pages to see "what happens." But you could be drawn in to find out how Stephen's mind progresses -- to me, the most appealing part of the book. As Stephen progresses from childhood to adulthood, you can see each chapter become more complex -- it's one of the best portrayals of intellectual maturing that I've ever read. Some great portions include the dinner table argument about Parnell, the hell sermon, and the conversation about the nature of art.

    It feels really presumptous to write a review of what is widely considered to be one of the greatest novels of all time, but I guess that is what reviews on Amazon are for. If you have a Kindle, you can get it for free -- why not?

    While all Kindle free books seem to have some typos, the ones in this book are very minimal.

  • Joyce's "Portrait" is a fantastic book, and many people below have reviewed it more thoroughly than I could. However, there are many editions out there, and I wanted to write a bit about the Penguin one, in particular the footnotes.

    I found the footnotes seemed to fall into three categories:
    1. The least useful ones tell you factoids about Dublin geography with no context whatsoever. For example, there's one on "From the door of Byron's publichouse to the gate of Clontarf Chapel... he had paced," that tells us that Clontarf Chapel is on Clontarf Road. That's great, but where is Clontarf Rd? Does it mean anything? (For instance, is Clontarf in a slum area, a nice area, or what? Does the Chapel have some historical significance. If there's nothing to say about it, leave out the footnote). Unfortunately, these are by far the majority of the notes.

    2. Citations for quotations. These are varyingly useful. When Joyce refers to Adam and Eve's ejection from Eden, it doesn't need a footnote to tell us that it came from Genesis -- if you don't know that level of detail about the Bible, then you need more help than the footnotes will provide. There are a lot of these notes, and I wish most of them had been left out, but some of them are decent.

    3. Cultural notes. These are the most useful ones. There's a note, for example, noting that the Dedalus's second lodging is in a down-class area. Even here, though, some of them have no reason to exist. There's one giving an etymology of "The dear knows," which I'd bet none of the characters is supposed to know, even as they use the phrase.

    What's totally missing are any notes on a more macro level, talking about, for example, Joyce's goal in each part, or the way Joyce's language changes over the course of the novel. I personally don't need those kind of notes, since this was my third time through the novel, but I'd love an edition to give to friends that they could catch some of those subtleties the first time through.

  • James Joyce is one of those authors beloved by literature professors but very difficult to read for pleasure. His sentences are long and often seem to go nowhere, he doesn't tell the story in any clear way, and you never feel like you really know the characters. He uses elaborate, almost poetic language. Maybe some poetry lovers like to linger over the words and savor each incomprehensible line. If you're not of that mind, you might struggle with this book.

    The story itself is indirectly told, and sometimes feels like work to read. Still, Joyce stirred up just enough interest in the protagonist to make me persevere to the end. I enjoyed Joyce's presentation of Irish attitudes on religion, nationalism, etc. Not being knowledgeable of Irish cultural history, I don't know if his portrayal is accurate or just his own creation, but it was the main interest for me in this novel.

    Some say "A Portrait of the Artist..." is a preliminary reading for being able to handle Joyce's Ulysses. If so, the much shorter "...Portrait..." at least has the virtue of letting you sample Joyce to see whether you belong among the crowd of admirers.

  • Already many reviews on offer for this novel. I enjoyed it more than Dubliners, it offered more depth. The early life of Stephen Dedalus from his early school days until his branching out on his own. He appeared to me to be very mature for a teen (I was surprised when it said he was 16 years old in the novel at one juncture) A young man who marched to the beat of a different drum, a thinker and to some extent an outsider. Well worth a look at.