Joyce, J.: Portrait of the Artist As A Young Man (A) (Unabridged)

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A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (more info)
Jim Norton, reader


1. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce - 5:14
2. He was caught in the whirl of a scrimmage… - 4:42
3. Father Arnall’s face looked very black… - 4:59
4. It was Wells who had shouldered him… - 5:14
5. He shivered and yawned - 5:04
6. O how cold and strange it was to think of that! - 4:36
7. He was not foxing - 5:11
8. He told Stephen that his name was Athy… - 4:32
9. A great fire, banked high and red… - 5:25
10. Mr Dedalus covered the dish and began to eat hungrily - 4:53
11. Mr Dedalus threw his knife and fork noisily on his plate - 4:32
12. The story is very short and sweet… - 6:56
13. The fellows talked together in little groups - 2:56
14. Athy, who had been silent, said quietly… - 5:28
15. There were different kinds of sounds - 6:53

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (more info)
Jim Norton, reader


1. The door opened quietly and closed - 4:55
2. The scalding water burst forth… - 4:38
3. He could not eat the blackish fish fritters… - 5:25
4. He came out on the landing… - 5:37
5. Chapter 2: Uncle Charles smoked such black twist… - 4:30
6. On Sundays Stephen with his father… - 5:05
7. For some time he had felt… - 5:03
8. A vague dissatisfaction grew up within him… - 4:47
9. It was the last tram - 4:11
10. But his long spell of leisure… - 5:34
11. In a dark corner of the chapel… - 5:04
12. He waited in timorous silence… - 5:06
13. A short loud laugh from Mr Tate… - 4:40
14. While he was still repeating… - 5:25
15. He felt no stage fright… - 3:46
16. Stephen was once again seated… - 4:46

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (more info)
Jim Norton, reader


1. Along the Mardyke the trees were in bloom - 5:23
2. We were more like brothers… - 4:16
3. One humiliation had succeeded another… - 4:35
4. Stephen’s mother and his brother… - 5:43
5. The veiled autumnal evenings… - 5:37
6. Chapter 3: The swift December dusk… - 4:29
7. The chaos in which his ardour… - 4:31
8. The bell rang - 5:14
9. The rector paused… - 4:59
10. One thing alone is needful… - 4:36
11. The next day brought death and judgement… - 6:05
12. Death is certain - 6:20

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (more info)
Jim Norton, reader


1. Hell has enlarged its soul… - 4:51
2. …mocked at as a fool… - 5:02
3. But this stench is not, horrible though it is… - 5:12
4. In olden times it was the custom… - 4:43
5. In the last day of terrible reckoning… - 4:58
6. The thought slid like a cold shining rapier into his tender flesh… - 5:27
7. The first sting inflicted by this cruel worm… - 4:41
8. Just as every sense is afflicted with a fitting torment… - 5:09
9. How many millions upon millions of centuries would pass… - 4:47
10. A sin, an instant of rebellious pride of the intellect… - 4:45
11. He halted on the landing before the door… - 5:14
12. He sprang from the bed… - 4:56
13. He walked on and on through ill-lit streets… - 5:05
14. The slide was shot back - 4:38
15. Pray to our mother Mary to help you - 3:36

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (more info)
Jim Norton, reader


1. Chapter 4: Sunday was dedicated to the mystery of the Holy Trinity… - 5:03
2. He had heard the names of the passions of love… - 4:52
3. It surprised him however to find… - 5:06
4. The director stood in the embrasure of the window… - 4:59
5. He had never once disobeyed or allowed turbulent… - 5:00
6. He longed for the minor sacred offices… - 5:05
7. Some instinct, waking at these memories… - 4:40
8. The sad quiet grey-blue glow of the dying day… - 5:12
9. All through his boyhood he had mused… - 4:42
10. He heard a confused music within him… - 5:12
11. He started up nervously from the stone-block… - 7:34
12. Chapter 5: He drained his third cup of watery tea… - 2:25
13. An ear-splitting whistle was heard from upstairs… - 5:15
14. He fancied to himself the English lecture… - 4:59
15. The grey block of Trinity on his left… - 4:43
16. So there was nothing for it… - 4:21

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (more info)
Jim Norton, reader


1. It was too late to go upstairs to the French class - 4:49
2. The dean returned to the hearth… - 5:08
3. The question you asked me a moment ago… - 5:03
4. His fellow student’s rude humour… - 4:58
5. Stephen pointed to the Tsar’s photograph… - 5:13
6. Stephen, moving away the bystanders… - 4:54
7. He sidled out of the alley… - 4:52
8. A match of four was arranged… - 5:18
9. ‘If that is rhythm,’ said Lynch… - 4:52
10. A long dray laden with old iron… - 4:46
11. ‘To finish what I was saying about beauty…’ - 4:30
12. If you bear this in memory… - 5:56

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (more info)
Jim Norton, reader


1. Towards dawn he awoke - 4:49
2. The lumps of knotted flock under his head… - 5:27
3. The full morning light had come - 4:34
4. What birds were they? - 5:26
5. A sudden swift hiss fell from the windows above him… - 4:14
6. He walked on across the hall with Dixon… - 4:59
7. She passed out from the porch of the library… - 5:44
8. The squat student looked at him seriously… - 4:29
9. Stephen walked on alone… - 5:03
10. Stephen walked on beside his friend… - 4:51
11. Stephen, struck by his tone of closure… - 5:24
12. Stephen raised his hat in acknowledgement - 4:32
13. March 21. Morning. Thought this in bed last night… - 5:17
14. April 3. Met Davin at the cigar shop… - 6:46

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