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1  The sea was cold day and night: but it was colder at night.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James Joyce
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2  A girl stood before him in midstream, alone and still, gazing out to sea.
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3  He saw the sea of waves, long dark waves rising and falling, dark under the moonless night.
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4  There was cold night air in the chapel and the marbles were the colour the sea was at night.
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5  Their master had received his death-wound on the battlefield of Prague far away over the sea.
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6  With one foot on the sea and one foot on the land he blew from the arch-angelical trumpet the brazen death of time.
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7  Their bodies, corpse-white or suffused with a pallid golden light or rawly tanned by the sun, gleamed with the wet of the sea.
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8  They were the ghosts of murderers, the figures of marshals who had received their death-wound on battlefields far away over the sea.
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9  Evening would deepen above the sea, night fall upon the plains, dawn glimmer before the wanderer and show him strange fields and hills and faces.
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10  The sea had fallen below the line of seawrack on the shallow side of the breakwater and already the tide was running out fast along the foreshore.
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11  On and on and on and on he strode, far out over the sands, singing wildly to the sea, crying to greet the advent of the life that had cried to him.
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12  In the wide land under a tender lucid evening sky, a cloud drifting westward amid a pale green sea of heaven, they stood together, children that had erred.
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13  She was alone and still, gazing out to sea; and when she felt his presence and the worship of his eyes her eyes turned to him in quiet sufferance of his gaze, without shame or wantonness.
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14  The uncouth faces passed him two by two, stained yellow or red or livid by the sea, and, as he strove to look at them with ease and indifference, a faint stain of personal shame and commiseration rose to his own face.
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15  In olden times it was the custom to punish the parricide, the man who had raised his murderous hand against his father, by casting him into the depths of the sea in a sack in which were placed a cock, a monkey, and a serpent.
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16  And now, though you were to flood all hell with your tears if you could still weep, all that sea of repentance would not gain for you what a single tear of true repentance shed during your mortal life would have gained for you.
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17  A faint click at his heart, a faint throb in his throat told him once more of how his flesh dreaded the cold infrahuman odour of the sea; yet he did not strike across the downs on his left but held straight on along the spine of rocks that pointed against the river's mouth.
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