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He drew forth a phrase from his treasure and spoke it softly to himself: A day of dappled seaborne clouds.

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James Joyce
Age: 58 †
Born: 1882
Born: February 2
Died: 1941
Died: January 13
Author
Father
Journalist
Literary Critic
Novelist
Poet
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Teacher
Writer
James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
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Treasure
Forth
Dappled
Clouds
Softly
Drew
Phrase
Spokes
Spoke

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