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(Enthusiastically.) I'm a Bloomite and I glory in it. I believe in him in spite of all. I'd give my life for him, the funniest man on earth.

(Winks at the bystanders.) I bet she's a bonny lassie.

(In fishingcap and oilskin jacket.) He employs a mechanical device to frustrate the sacred ends of nature.

(Stabs herself.) My hero god! (She dies.)

(Violently.) Fellowchristians and antiBloomites, the man called Bloom is from the roots of hell, a disgrace to christian men. A fiendish libertine from his earliest years this stinking goat of Mendes gave precocious signs of infantile debauchery recalling the cities of the plain, with a dissolute granddam. This vile hypocrite, bronzed with infamy, is the white bull mentioned in the Apocalypse. A worshipper of the Scarlet Woman, intrigue is the very breath of hisnostrils.his nostrils. [sic] The stake faggots and the caldron of boiling oil are for him. Caliban!

Lynch him! Roast him! He's as bad as Parnell was. Mr. Fox!