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
... morning Bal- thazar stole to Uncle Edouard's door and quietly pushed it open . Retreating behind the banister once more to heave lumps of cheese and fling kitchen knives clattering across the floor . Fifi sat up in bed and her shoulders ...
... morning Bal- thazar stole to Uncle Edouard's door and quietly pushed it open . Retreating behind the banister once more to heave lumps of cheese and fling kitchen knives clattering across the floor . Fifi sat up in bed and her shoulders ...
Pàgina 5
... 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 . They pass away . Where . To be with God . Why . Because they are ...
... 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 . They pass away . Where . To be with God . Why . Because they are ...
Pàgina 10
... Mornings nannie came up from the dungeon kitchen with an egg basket of baguettes sliced with layers of soft ham in white creamy butter . The primrose pram with its upturned footrest and lacy awning proceeded out the white pebbly drive ...
... Mornings nannie came up from the dungeon kitchen with an egg basket of baguettes sliced with layers of soft ham in white creamy butter . The primrose pram with its upturned footrest and lacy awning proceeded out the white pebbly drive ...
Pàgina 17
... morning came a big black and gold leaved Welsh tray carrying a hot white pitcher of milk and white pot of coffee . A small basket of cut bread of crackling crust on the starched linen . Earthenware tub of butter . White white saucers of ...
... morning came a big black and gold leaved Welsh tray carrying a hot white pitcher of milk and white pot of coffee . A small basket of cut bread of crackling crust on the starched linen . Earthenware tub of butter . White white saucers of ...
Pàgina 20
... morning scented with coffee and baking bread . Servants dressed for mass . All silent through the sun- less house . Awnings down over windows . Concierges taking momentary eyes away from tenants to feed their canaries . Bells pealing ...
... morning scented with coffee and baking bread . Servants dressed for mass . All silent through the sun- less house . Awnings down over windows . Concierges taking momentary eyes away from tenants to feed their canaries . Bells pealing ...
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