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" When you wet the bed, first it is warm then it gets cold. His mother put on the oilsheet. That had the queer smell. His mother had a nicer smell than his father. "
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man - Page 1
by James Joyce - 1922 - 299 pages
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The Reflexive Novel: Fiction as Critique

Michael Boyd - Literary Criticism - 1983 - 192 pages
...His father told him that story: his father looked at him through a glass: he had a hairy face. . . . When you wet the bed first it is warm then it gets...mother put on the oil-sheet. That had the queer smell." But after such an "advance" in realism, what are readers to make of the voice of Bernard, age six or...
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Re-forming the Narrative: Toward a Mechanics of Modernist Fiction

David Hayman - Fiction - 1987 - 219 pages
...blossoms On the little green place. He sang that song. That was his song. 0, the green wotbe botheth. When you wet the bed first it is warm then it gets...queer smell. His mother had a nicer smell than his father.9 On inspection, though listlike, a seemingly random assortment of impressions, this passage...
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Dublin's Joyce

Hugh Kenner - Literary Criticism - 1956 - 372 pages
...blossoms On the little green place. He sang that song. That was his song. 0, the green wothe botheth. When you wet the bed, first it is warm then it gets...mother put on the oilsheet. That had the queer smell. This evocation of holes in oblivion is conducted in the mode of each of the five senses in turn ; hearing...
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Male Matters: Masculinity, Anxiety, and the Male Body on the Line

Calvin Thomas - Psychology - 1996 - 245 pages
...of Stephen from his mother's body, but also of Stephen from himself, is prefigured in the sentence "When you wet the bed first it is warm then it gets cold." Echoing Kenner, I claim that it is not a complete exaggeration to say that every theme in the lifework...
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The Sensual Philosophy: Joyce and the Aesthetics of Mysticism

Colleen Jaurretche - Literary Criticism - 1997 - 156 pages
...in the drowse of consciousness he constructs his world by smell: "When you wet the bed first it gets warm then it gets cold. His mother put on the oilsheet. That had a queer smell. His mother had a nicer smell than his father" (P, 7). Stephen recognizes his family...
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Wittgenstein on Freud and Frazer

Frank Cioffi - Philosophy - 1998 - 310 pages
...reveries is provided by Joyce in his account of the childhood of the hero of Portrait of the Artist 'When you wet the bed first it is warm then it gets cold.' Not many ruminations and reveries have a sequence as regular and inevitable as this. And certainly...
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James Joyce, Ulysses, a Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

John G. Coyle - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1997 - 186 pages
...blossoms On the little green place. He sang that song. That was his song. 0, the green wothe botheth. When you wet the bed, first it is warm then it gets...mother put on the oilsheet. That had the queer smell. This evocation of holes in oblivion is conducted in the mode of each of the five senses in turn; hearing...
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Religion and Media

Hendrik de Vries, Samuel Weber - Religion - 2001 - 649 pages
...about by a mnemonic application of the senses. They, most prominently smell, constitute the story. "When you wet the bed first it is warm then it gets...smell. His mother had a nicer smell than his father," so it says on page i. In fact, odor pervades the book, underpinning, as it were, the more distinct...
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Narrative

Paul Cobley - Literary Criticism - 2001 - 267 pages
...botheth. When you wet the bed first it is warm then it gets cold. His mother put on the oil sheet. That had the queer smell. His mother had a nicer smell...than his father. She played on the piano the sailor's hompipe for him to dance, He danced: Tralala lala Tralala lala Tralala tralaladdy Tralala la la. Uncle...
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Narrative

Paul Cobley - Literary Criticism - 2001 - 267 pages
...blossoms On the little green place He sang that song. That was his song. O, the green wothe botheth. When you wet the bed first it is warm then it gets cold. His mother put on the oil sheet. That had the queer smell. His mother had a nicer smell than his father. She played on the...
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