For Joyce, literature 'is the eternal affirmation of the spirit of man'.
Written between 1914 to 1921, Ulysses has survived bowdlerisation, legal action and bitter controversy.
An undisputed modernist classic, its ceaseless verbal inventiveness and astonishing wide-ranging allusions confirm its standing as an imperishable monument to the human condition.
Declan Kiberd says in his introduction Ulysses is 'An endlessly open book of utopian epiphanies. It holds a mirror up to the colonial capital that was Dublin on 16 June 1904, but it also offers redemptive glimpses of a future world which might be made over in terms of those utopian moments.'
This edition is the standard Random House/Bodley Head text that first appeared in 1960.
'Everybody knows now that Ulysses is the greatest novel of the century.' Anthony Burgess
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him on the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned:
—Introibo ad altare Dei.
Halted, he peered down the dark winding stairs and called out coarsely:
—Come up, Kinch! Come up, you fearful jesuit!
Solemnly he came forward and mounted the round gunrest. He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the surrounding land and the awaking mountains. Then, catching sight of Stephen Dedalus, he bent towards him and made rapid crosses in the air, gurgling in his throat and shaking his head. Stephen Dedalus, displeased and sleepy, leaned his arms on the top of the staircase and looked coldly at the shaking gurgling face that blessed him, equine in its length, and at the light untonsured hair, grained and hued like pale oak.
Buck Mulligan peeped an instant under the mirror and then covered the bowl smartly.
—Back to barracks! he said sternly.
He added in a preacher's tone:
—For this, O dearly beloved, is the genuine Christine: body and soul and blood and ouns. Slow music, please. Shut your eyes, gents. One moment. A little trouble about those white corpuscles. Silence, all.
He peered sideways up and gave a long slow whistle of call, then paused awhile in rapt attention, his even white teeth glistening here and there with gold points. Chrysostomos. Two strong shrill whistles answered through the calm....
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In 1984 was published the news-capturing scholarly work, the "Critical and Synoptic Edition" of James Joyce's Ulysses, which, as The New York Times said, corrected "almost 5,000 omissions, transpositions and other errors included in previous editions of the seminal 20th-century novel." That remarkable work of scholarship, labor, and love, however, ran to three volumes in heft and rang up at $200 in price. Here, then, comes the single-volume trade-book edition of the same edited and restored text, placing the great novel, in as close to its originally-intended form as can be achieved, within reach of the common reader. Missing only is the vast scholarly apparatus of the longer version, though this one comes with a pleasantly helpful preface by Joyce biographer Richard Ellmann and a methodologically explanatory afterward by Hans Walter Gabler. A welcome event. Publication date, readers will note, is Bloomsday. (Kirkus Reviews)
Series: Penguin Modern Classics
Number Of Pages: 1040
Published: June 2000
Publisher: Penguin Books Ltd
Country of Publication: GB
Dimensions (cm): 19.8 x 12.9 x 4.4
Weight (kg): 0.7
Edition Number: 1