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malcolm ## Ulysses ### James Joyce Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a __mirror__ and a __razor__ lay crossed. A __yellow__ dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently __behind__ him on the mild __morning__ air.

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poetry ## Memory Of My Father Every old man I see Reminds me of my father When he had fallen in love with death One time when sheaves were gathered. That man I saw in Gardner Street Stumbled on the kerb was one, He stared at me half-eyed, I might have been his son…

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poetry ### The Lost Heifer [1936] ### by Austin Clarke When the black herds of the rain were grazing, In the gap of the pure cold wind And the watery hazes of the hazel Brought her into my mind, I thought of the last honey by the water That no hive can find.…

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