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
... hair . In a crib in the sun room off the vestibule I crawled . And reached through wooden bars to tug at plants sitting on their white gleaming pedestals . And touched where a chinaman fished forever in the river , to make him move ...
... hair . In a crib in the sun room off the vestibule I crawled . And reached through wooden bars to tug at plants sitting on their white gleaming pedestals . And touched where a chinaman fished forever in the river , to make him move ...
Pàgina 5
... hair fallen on her tan shoulder and her head held in her hand . Morning wiping sleepy dust from eyes , Balthazar asked nannie why does everyone cry . Because your father has gone away . Where . To where people go . Where do they go ...
... hair fallen on her tan shoulder and her head held in her hand . Morning wiping sleepy dust from eyes , Balthazar asked nannie why does everyone cry . Because your father has gone away . Where . To where people go . Where do they go ...
Pàgina 8
... hair to watering places everywhere . " I am hot nannie . " " Shush . " " Why does mommie sway . " " Shush ... hair so blond against the black , a white hanky held up under her veil . And as the milky marble slab shut the coffin away ...
... hair to watering places everywhere . " I am hot nannie . " " Shush . " " Why does mommie sway . " " Shush ... hair so blond against the black , a white hanky held up under her veil . And as the milky marble slab shut the coffin away ...
Pàgina 11
... hair closed the windows . Uncle Edouard tak- ing deep breaths and sighing , ah ozone , ozone . The last page turned over . Maître looked over the top of his glasses and laid the white and red beribboned document on his desk . The little ...
... hair closed the windows . Uncle Edouard tak- ing deep breaths and sighing , ah ozone , ozone . The last page turned over . Maître looked over the top of his glasses and laid the white and red beribboned document on his desk . The little ...
Pàgina 13
... hair , her black veils clutched around her shoulders . All wan smiles and waves . They push you away , and say goodbye . Then you are lonely and afraid with all the emptiness deeper and deeper everywhere . The motor passed honking and ...
... hair , her black veils clutched around her shoulders . All wan smiles and waves . They push you away , and say goodbye . Then you are lonely and afraid with all the emptiness deeper and deeper everywhere . The motor passed honking and ...
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