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1 Stephen's heart began slowly to fold and fade with fear like a withering flower.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young ManBy James Joyce ContextHighlight In Chapter 3
2 Stephen's heart had withered up like a flower of the desert that feels the simoom coming from afar.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young ManBy James Joyce ContextHighlight In Chapter 3
3 He tried to warm his perishing joy in their scarlet glow, imagining a roseway from where he lay upwards to heaven all strewn with scarlet flowers.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young ManBy James Joyce ContextHighlight In Chapter 5
4 Shrinking from that life he turned towards the wall, making a cowl of the blanket and staring at the great overblown scarlet flowers of the tattered wallpaper.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young ManBy James Joyce ContextHighlight In Chapter 5
5 The altar was heaped with fragrant masses of white flowers; and in the morning light the pale flames of the candles among the white flowers were clear and silent as his own soul.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young ManBy James Joyce ContextHighlight In Chapter 3
6 At night he built up on the parlour table an image of the wonderful island cave out of transfers and paper flowers and coloured tissue paper and strips of the silver and golden paper in which chocolate is wrapped.
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7 The blue flowers which she lifted towards him and her young blue eyes seemed to him at that instant images of guilelessness, and he halted till the image had vanished and he saw only her ragged dress and damp coarse hair and hoydenish face.
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8 That must have been a terrible sin, to go in there quietly at night, to open the dark press and steal the flashing gold thing into which God was put on the altar in the middle of flowers and candles at benediction while the incense went up in clouds at both sides as the fellow swung the censer and Dominic Kelly sang the first part by himself in the choir.
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