![]() ![]() ![]() It was very big to think about everything and everywhere. But was there anything round the universe to show where it stopped before the nothing place began? It could not be a wall but there could be a thin thin line there all round everything. That was he: and he read down the page again. Then he read the flyleaf from the bottom to the top till he came to his own name. He read the verses backwards but then they were not poetry. That was in his writing: and Fleming one night for a cod had written on the opposite page: Stephen Dedalus is my name, He turned to the flyleaf of the geography and read what he had written there: himself, his name and where he was. They were all in different countries and the countries were in continents and the continents were in the world and the world was in the universe. Still they were all different places that had different names. He opened the geography to study the lesson but he could not learn the names of places in America. But he had not told Fleming to colour them those colours. That was like the two brushes in Dantes press, the brush with the green velvet back for Parnell and the brush with the maroon velvet back for Michael Davitt. Fleming had a box of crayons and one night during free study he had coloured the earth green and the clouds maroon. There was a picture of the earth on the first page of his geography: a big ball in the middle of clouds. James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916) ![]() James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916) - Classroom extracts ![]()
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