gogo Posted June 16, 2009 Share Posted June 16, 2009 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. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Moss Posted June 19, 2009 Share Posted June 19, 2009 That's about as far as I ever got in that book... Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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