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Dubliners, James Joyce
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James Joyce

Dubliners

Dubliners is a collection of picturesque short stories that paint a portrait of life in middle-class Dublin in the early 20th century. Joyce, a Dublin native, was careful to use actual locations and settings in the city, as well as language and slang in use at the time, to make the stories directly relatable to those who lived there.
The collection had a rocky publication history, with the stories being initially rejected over eighteen times before being provisionally accepted by a publisher—then later rejected again, multiple times. It took Joyce nine years to finally see his stories in print, but not before seeing a printer burn all but one copy of the proofs. Today Dubliners survives as a rich example of not just literary excellence, but of what everyday life was like for average Dubliners in their day.
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  • Aloka Sumeet Puthlije podijelio/la dojamprije 6 godina

    Very moving. Wonderful stories to read

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  • Mora Beccar Varelaje citiraoprije 23 dana
    S. Cath­er­ine’s Church, Meath Street
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    little house in Great Bri­tain Street.
  • Mora Beccar Varelaje citiraoprije 23 dana
    But the grey face still fol­lowed me. It mur­mured; and I un­der­stood that it de­sired to con­fess some­thing. I felt my soul re­ced­ing into some pleas­ant and vi­cious re­gion; and there again I found it wait­ing for me. It began to con­fess to me in a mur­mur­ing voice and I wondered why it smiled con­tinu­ally and why the lips were so moist with spittle. But then I re­membered that it had died of para­lysis and I felt that I too was smil­ing feebly as if to ab­solve the si­mo­niac of his sin

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