The Beastly Beatitudes of Balthazar BGrove/Atlantic, Inc., 1 de des. 2007 - 416 pàgines The sexual odyssey of a hopeless romantic from the author of the legendary bestseller The Ginger Man—“a comic writer rivaling Waugh and Wodehouse” (Life). In the years before and after World War II, Balthazar B is the world’s last shy, elegant young man. Born to riches in Paris and raised by his solicitous governess, Balthazar is shipped away to prep school in England where he is befriended by the noble but flagrantly naughty Beefy. Together, Balthazar and Beefy matriculate to Trinity College, Dublin. There, Balthazar reads zoology and Beefy prepares for holy orders, all the while sharing amorous adventures high and low until their university careers come to an abrupt and decidedly unholy end. Out of the cocooned, innocent sexuality of Balthazar B, J. P. Donleavy—one of the most vital, and often condemned, comic voices of the twentieth century—created “one of the most perfect love affairs in modern literature . . . revelatory and delightful . . . lush and lovely, bawdy and sad” (The New York Times). “If Nancy Mitford and James Joyce had collaborated, the result might have been like the adventures of Balthazar B.” —The Guardian |
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Pàgina 1
... cold dash of water on the skull , he was christened Balthazar . Made of sudden love this gurgling baby shook tiny tender limbs in ecstasy . Wheeled to the Bois across summer , fists encased in woolly whiteness , skies passed more blue ...
... cold dash of water on the skull , he was christened Balthazar . Made of sudden love this gurgling baby shook tiny tender limbs in ecstasy . Wheeled to the Bois across summer , fists encased in woolly whiteness , skies passed more blue ...
Pàgina 2
... cold . A mile away over pastures rose dunes and on the white sandy shore washed the chill waves of the English Channel . And here Balthazar B learned to swim , learned to pray , speak English and to use his potty . Mornings nannie came ...
... cold . A mile away over pastures rose dunes and on the white sandy shore washed the chill waves of the English Channel . And here Balthazar B learned to swim , learned to pray , speak English and to use his potty . Mornings nannie came ...
Pàgina 3
... cold . Nannie leans close with big brown eyes and round smiling cheeks . To seal the day , she said . With a kiss . And not to worry little boy about dreams , no big sea away on the shore will come pound- ing and foaming down the road ...
... cold . Nannie leans close with big brown eyes and round smiling cheeks . To seal the day , she said . With a kiss . And not to worry little boy about dreams , no big sea away on the shore will come pound- ing and foaming down the road ...
Pàgina 5
... cold . Will my heart ever grow cold . Yes God love you little boy . At this last morning bath , no laugh nor blush as his pecker stood a point in nannie's face . Hair brushed , a white blouse under a black satin suit . And borrowed long ...
... cold . Will my heart ever grow cold . Yes God love you little boy . At this last morning bath , no laugh nor blush as his pecker stood a point in nannie's face . Hair brushed , a white blouse under a black satin suit . And borrowed long ...
Pàgina 6
... cold cellars . Where ghosts and rats and monsters breathed out a chill to passing little boys . His father's coffin lay covered with a purple cloth behind the glass of this gleaming black vehicle . The trees in their fullest late summer ...
... cold cellars . Where ghosts and rats and monsters breathed out a chill to passing little boys . His father's coffin lay covered with a purple cloth behind the glass of this gleaming black vehicle . The trees in their fullest late summer ...
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