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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)
This fictionalised portrait of Joyce’s youth is one of the most vivid accounts of the growth from childhood to adulthood. Dublin at the turn of the century provides the backdrop as Stephen Dedalus moves town and society, towards the irrevocable decision to leave – the decision made by Joyce himself and which resulted in the mature novels of Ulysses and Finnegans Wake.
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