1 His father was standing before the dressing-table, examining his hair and face and moustache with great care, craning his neck across the water-jug and drawing it back sideways to see the better.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 2 2 A broad-shouldered student with a moustache was cutting in the letters with a jack-knife, seriously.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 2 3 Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
4 He grew excited as he spoke, and walked about the room pulling his great white moustache and grasping anything on which he laid his hands as though he would crush it by main strength.
5 He seemed to be fairly old for his moustache was ashen-grey.
6 He was about twenty-six years of age, with a soft, light brown moustache and rather innocent-looking grey eyes.
7 He took the greatest care of his fair silken hair and moustache and used perfume discreetly on his handkerchief.
8 He had a hanging face, dark wine-coloured, with fair eyebrows and moustache: his eyes bulged forward slightly and the whites of them were dirty.
9 He was a stout gentleman and he wore a brown hard hat; he had a square red face and a greyish moustache.
10 Maria, remembering how confused the gentleman with the greyish moustache had made her, coloured with shame and vexation and disappointment.
11 On his long and rather large head grew dry black hair and a tawny moustache did not quite cover an unamiable mouth.
12 He was a tall, slender young man with a light brown moustache.
13 He had a big face which resembled a young ox's face in expression, staring blue eyes and a grizzled moustache.
14 The bass, Mr. Duggan, was a slender young man with a scattered black moustache.
15 The man, without answering, began to twirl the ends of his moustache.