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Author(s): Joyce, James
Reader(s): Norton, Jim
Label: Naxos AudioBooks
Genre: Classic Fiction
Catalogue No: NA736612
Barcode: 9789626343661
Release Date: 07/2005
JOYCE, J.: Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (A) (Unabridged)
Tracklist
Disc 1
Joyce, James - Author
Norton, Jim (Reader)
|  | 1 | A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce | 05:14 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 2 | He was caught in the whirl of a scrimmage… | 04:42 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 3 | Father Arnall’s face looked very black… | 04:59 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 4 | It was Wells who had shouldered him… | 05:14 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 5 | He shivered and yawned | 05:04 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 6 | O how cold and strange it was to think of that! | 04:36 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 7 | He was not foxing | 05:11 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 8 | He told Stephen that his name was Athy… | 04:32 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 9 | A great fire, banked high and red… | 05:25 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 10 | Mr Dedalus covered the dish and began to eat hungrily | 04:53 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 11 | Mr Dedalus threw his knife and fork noisily on his plate | 04:32 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 12 | The story is very short and sweet… | 06:56 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 13 | The fellows talked together in little groups | 02:56 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 14 | Athy, who had been silent, said quietly… | 05:28 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 15 | There were different kinds of sounds | 06:53 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
Disc 2
| | 1 | The door opened quietly and closed | 04:55 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 2 | The scalding water burst forth… | 04:38 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 3 | He could not eat the blackish fish fritters… | 05:25 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 4 | He came out on the landing… | 05:37 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 5 | Chapter 2: Uncle Charles smoked such black twist… | 04:30 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 6 | On Sundays Stephen with his father… | 05:05 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 7 | For some time he had felt… | 05:03 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 8 | A vague dissatisfaction grew up within him… | 04:47 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 9 | It was the last tram | 04:11 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 10 | But his long spell of leisure… | 05:34 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 11 | In a dark corner of the chapel… | 05:04 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 12 | He waited in timorous silence… | 05:06 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 13 | A short loud laugh from Mr Tate… | 04:40 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 14 | While he was still repeating… | 05:25 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 15 | He felt no stage fright… | 03:46 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 16 | Stephen was once again seated… | 04:46 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
Disc 3
| | 1 | Along the Mardyke the trees were in bloom | 05:23 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 2 | We were more like brothers… | 04:16 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 3 | One humiliation had succeeded another… | 04:35 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 4 | Stephen’s mother and his brother… | 05:43 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 5 | The veiled autumnal evenings… | 05:37 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 6 | Chapter 3: The swift December dusk… | 04:29 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 7 | The chaos in which his ardour… | 04:31 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 8 | The bell rang | 05:14 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 9 | The rector paused… | 04:59 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 10 | One thing alone is needful… | 04:36 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 11 | The next day brought death and judgement… | 06:05 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 12 | Death is certain | 06:20 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
Disc 4
| | 1 | Hell has enlarged its soul… | 04:51 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 2 | …mocked at as a fool… | 05:02 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 3 | But this stench is not, horrible though it is… | 05:12 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 4 | In olden times it was the custom… | 04:43 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 5 | In the last day of terrible reckoning… | 04:58 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 6 | The thought slid like a cold shining rapier into his tender flesh… | 05:27 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 7 | The first sting inflicted by this cruel worm… | 04:41 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 8 | Just as every sense is afflicted with a fitting torment… | 05:09 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 9 | How many millions upon millions of centuries would pass… | 04:47 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 10 | A sin, an instant of rebellious pride of the intellect… | 04:45 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 11 | He halted on the landing before the door… | 05:14 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 12 | He sprang from the bed… | 04:56 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 13 | He walked on and on through ill-lit streets… | 05:05 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 14 | The slide was shot back | 04:38 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 15 | Pray to our mother Mary to help you | 03:36 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
Disc 5
| | 1 | Chapter 4: Sunday was dedicated to the mystery of the Holy Trinity… | 05:03 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 2 | He had heard the names of the passions of love… | 04:52 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 3 | It surprised him however to find… | 05:06 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 4 | The director stood in the embrasure of the window… | 04:59 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 5 | He had never once disobeyed or allowed turbulent… | 05:00 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 6 | He longed for thE Minor sacred offices… | 05:05 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 7 | Some instinct, waking at these memories… | 04:40 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 8 | The sad quiet grey-blue glow of the dying day… | 05:12 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 9 | All through his boyhood he had mused… | 04:42 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 10 | He heard a confused music within him… | 05:12 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 11 | He started up nervously from the stone-block… | 07:34 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 12 | Chapter 5: He drained his third cup of watery tea… | 02:25 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 13 | An ear-splitting whistle was heard from upstairs… | 05:15 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 14 | He fancied to himself the English lecture… | 04:59 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 15 | The grey block of Trinity on his left… | 04:43 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 16 | So there was nothing for it… | 04:21 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
Disc 6
| | 1 | It was too late to go upstairs to the French class | 04:49 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 2 | The dean returned to the hearth… | 05:08 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 3 | The question you asked me a moment ago… | 05:03 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 4 | His fellow student’s rude humour… | 04:58 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 5 | Stephen pointed to the Tsar’s photograph… | 05:13 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 6 | Stephen, moving away the bystanders… | 04:54 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 7 | He sidled out of the alley… | 04:52 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 8 | A match of four was arranged… | 05:18 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 9 | ‘If that is rhythm,’ said Lynch… | 04:52 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 10 | A long dray laden with old iron… | 04:46 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 11 | ‘To finish what I was saying about beauty…’ | 04:30 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 12 | If you bear this in memory… | 05:56 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
Disc 7
| | 1 | Towards dawn he awoke | 04:49 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 2 | The lumps of knotted flock under his head… | 05:27 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 3 | The full morning light had come | 04:34 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 4 | What birds were they? | 05:26 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 5 | A sudden swift hiss fell from the windows above him… | 04:14 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 6 | He walked on across the hall with Dixon… | 04:59 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 7 | She passed out from the porch of the library… | 05:44 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 8 | The squat student looked at him seriously… | 04:29 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 9 | Stephen walked on alone… | 05:03 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 10 | Stephen walked on beside his friend… | 04:51 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 11 | Stephen, struck by his tone of closure… | 05:24 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 12 | Stephen raised his hat in acknowledgement | 04:32 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 13 | March 21. Morning. Thought this in bed last night… | 05:17 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
| | 14 | April 3. Met Davin at the cigar shop… | 06:46 |
Norton, Jim (Reader)
Total Playing Time: 08:21:01