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A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man - Joyce, James ยท 79 words

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man - Joyce, James

There was no human figure near him nor any sound borne to him over the air. But the tide was near the turn and already the day was on the wane. He turned landward and ran towards the shore and, running up the sloping beach, reckless of the sharp shingle, found a sandy nook amid a ring of tufted sandknolls and lay down there that the peace and silence of the evening might still the riot of his blood.

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