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Araby: Short Story | James Joyce
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A young boy in love with his friend’s sister promises to bring her back a gift from the Araby bazaar when he learns she cannot go. It is only later that night that the boy is able to make it to the bazaar and by the time he arrives, most of the stalls are closed and only late night activities are taking place between young women and men. Critically acclaimed author James Joyce’s Dubliners is a collection of short stories depicting middle-class life in Dublin in the early twentieth century. First published in 1914, the stories draw on themes relevant to the time such as nationalism and Ireland’s national identity, and cement Joyce’s reputation for brutally honest and revealing depictions of everyday Irish life. HarperPerennial Classics brings great works of literature to life in digital format, upholding the highest standards in ebook production and celebrating reading in all its forms. Look for more titles in the HarperPerennial Classics collection to build your digital library.
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Krisjericho
Araby: Short Story | James Joyce
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My #currentread is some James Joyce short stories for school. Ignore my candy - obviously going back to college has me under the delusion that I can eat like a 20-year-old again. Spoiler alert: I cannot. #riotgrams

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utterKATEness
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#booktober Day 17 #ShortStories Just in time, too! My Lit theory class is covering Short Stories this month. We aren't reading Araby, though and I wish we would because it's a favorite of mine.

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Araby: Short Story | James Joyce

Her name sprang to my lips at moments in strange prayers and praises which I myself did not understand. My eyes were often full of tears (I could not tell why) and at times a flood from my heart seemed to pour itself out into my bosom. I thought little of the future. I did not know whether I would ever speak to her or not or, if I spoke to her, how I could tell her of my confused adoration.

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