diff --git a/u07_aeolus.xml b/u07_aeolus.xml index c86f458..f751f89 100755 --- a/u07_aeolus.xml +++ b/u07_aeolus.xml @@ -576,11 +576,11 @@ the latter half of the matinée. Poor, poor, poor Pyrrhus!

He whispered then near Stephen's ear:

LENEHAN'S LIMERICK -

―There's a ponderous pundit MacHugh -Who wears goggles of ebony hue. -As he mostly sees double -To wear them why trouble? -I can't see the Joe Miller. Can you?

+―There's a ponderous pundit MacHugh +Who wears goggles of ebony hue. +As he mostly sees double +To wear them why trouble? +I can't see the Joe Miller. Can you?

In mourning for Sallust, Mulligan says. Whose mother is beastly dead.

Myles Crawford crammed the sheets into a sidepocket. @@ -615,7 +615,7 @@

"YOU CAN DO IT!"

The editor laid a nervous hand on Stephen's shoulder. ―I want you to write something for me, he said. Something with a bite in it. -You can do it. I see it in your face. In the lexicon of youth .....

+You can do it. I see it in your face. In the lexicon of youth .....

See it in your face. See it in your eye. Lazy idle little schemer. ―Foot and mouth disease! the editor cried in scornful invective. Great nationalist meeting in Borris-in-Ossory. All balls! Bulldosing the public!