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A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man - Joyce, James ยท 75 words
The pride of that dim image brought back to his mind the dignity of the office he had refused. All through his boyhood he had mused upon that which he had so often thought to be his destiny and when the moment had come for him to obey the call he had turned aside, obeying a wayward instinct. Now time lay between. the oils of ordination would never anoint his body. He had refused. Why.
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