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 4
... legs . High in the attic room in the big house in the little Paris square , nannie whispered God love you little boy . His wrists no longer tied to the bed to stop him sucking thumbs . Nor the elastic hat put on his head to keep back ...
... legs . High in the attic room in the big house in the little Paris square , nannie whispered God love you little boy . His wrists no longer tied to the bed to stop him sucking thumbs . Nor the elastic hat put on his head to keep back ...
Pàgina 6
... legs across the white tiles of the vestibule . Legs that lived and were all alive and were my nannie's . Wheeling me from this house under the red berry trees . By the low crochet wire fences , along the criss crossed paths and green ...
... legs across the white tiles of the vestibule . Legs that lived and were all alive and were my nannie's . Wheeling me from this house under the red berry trees . By the low crochet wire fences , along the criss crossed paths and green ...
Pàgina 25
... little brown and black creature watching up at the back car window as its small legs churned away on the grey cobbles . All along the Boulevard heading north . Pedestri- ans stopping to turn and look from under their umbrellas 25.
... little brown and black creature watching up at the back car window as its small legs churned away on the grey cobbles . All along the Boulevard heading north . Pedestri- ans stopping to turn and look from under their umbrellas 25.
Pàgina 26
... steward came and helped take nannie back to the cabin where she lay eyes closed on the bunk . At a little lamp Balthazar read the newspaper , his stockinged legs crossed jigging his black gleaming silver buckled shoe . He rang 26.
... steward came and helped take nannie back to the cabin where she lay eyes closed on the bunk . At a little lamp Balthazar read the newspaper , his stockinged legs crossed jigging his black gleaming silver buckled shoe . He rang 26.
Pàgina 31
... legs . There shall be no grop- ing there , you can be sure of that . We shall have no Frenchi- ness either . When smuttiness comes smite it . " " What is smite . " " Smite , smote , smitten . To strike powerfully . And here we smite ...
... legs . There shall be no grop- ing there , you can be sure of that . We shall have no Frenchi- ness either . When smuttiness comes smite it . " " What is smite . " " Smite , smote , smitten . To strike powerfully . And here we smite ...
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