1 He lay still, as if his soul lay amid cool waters, conscious of faint sweet music.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 2 Forty days and forty nights the rain would fall till the waters covered the face of the earth.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 3 As the waters of baptism cleanse the soul with the body, so do the fires of punishment torture the spirit with the flesh.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 4 A maid in a white cap and apron was watering a box of plants on a sill which shone like a slab of limestone in the warm glare.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 5 From without as from within the waters had flowed over his barriers: their tides began once more to jostle fiercely above the crumbled mole.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 6 Tea was nearly over and only the last of the second watered tea remained in the bottoms of the small glass jars and jampots which did service for teacups.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 7 A tiny light twinkled at the pierhead where the ship was entering: and he saw a multitude of people gathered by the waters' edge to see the ship that was entering their harbour.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 8 A soft liquid joy like the noise of many waters flowed over his memory and he felt in his heart the soft peace of silent spaces of fading tenuous sky above the waters, of oceanic silence, of swallows flying through the sea-dusk over the flowing waters.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 9 He was alone and young and wilful and wildhearted, alone amid a waste of wild air and brackish waters and the sea-harvest of shells and tangle and veiled grey sunlight and gayclad lightclad figures of children and girls and voices childish and girlish in the air.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 10 Her nakedness yielded to him, radiant, warm, odorous and lavish-limbed, enfolded him like a shining cloud, enfolded him like water with a liquid life; and like a cloud of vapour or like waters circumfluent in space the liquid letters of speech, symbols of the element of mystery, flowed forth over his brain.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5