...particularly the theme of the human body. Mulligan's robust, medical student's attitude to the body (' I see them pop off every day in the Mater and Richmond and cut up into tripes in the dissecting room', U 14) foreshadows the attitudes of Bloom and Molly. For Stephen, however, many aspects...

...particularly his agonizing guilt over the death of his mother is made to seem a monumental egotism: "I see them pop off every day in the Mater and Richmond and cut up into tripes in the dissecting room. It's a beastly thing and nothing else. It simply doesn't matter . . . Humour her till...

...twitting Stephen on his black costume and delivering sententious wisdom on the inevitability of death (" I see them pop off every day in the Mater and Richmond and cut up into tripes in the dissecting room. It's a beastly thing and nothing else.") The Ghost beheld by Stephen is that of his...

...Did I say that? he asked. Well ? What harm is that ? He shook his constraint from him nervously. — And what is death, he asked, your mother's or yours...the Mater and Richmond and cut up into tripes in the dissecting room. It's a beastly thing and nothing else. It simply doesn't matter. You wouldn't kneel...

...ein sterbliches, biologisches Wesen: And what is death, he asked, your mother's or your's or my own? I see them pop off every day in the Mater and Richmond and cut to tripes in the dissecting room. It's a beastly thing and nothing else. It simply doesn't matter....

...perspective on life of a physician would tend to reduce most considerations to a material, physical level — "And what is death, he asked, your mother's or yours...the Mater and Richmond and cut up into tripes in the dissecting room. It's a beastly thing and nothing else. It simply doesn't matter" (1.204-7). Such a...

...medical intern in James Joyce's novel Ulysses) to express it in his terms: "And what is death . . . your mother's or yours or my own? You saw only your...dissectingroom. It's a beastly thing and nothing else . . . Her cerebral lobes are not functioning. She calls doctor sir Peter Teazle and picks buttercups...

...cheek. —Did I say that? he asked. Well? What harm is that? He shook his constraint from him nervously. —And what is death, he asked, your mother's or yours...the Mater and Richmond and cut up into tripes in the dissecting room. It's a beastly thing and nothing else. It simply doesn't matter. You wouldn't kneel...

...about death because he sees so much of it, and the majesty of the single death is consequently eroded: "You saw only your mother die. I see them pop off...Richmond and cut up into tripes in the dissectingroom" (U 1.204—6). This prefigures Bloom's demystifying reflections at Paddy Dignam's funeral: He must...