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 11
... nice . I know but shush now . " I want to wee wee . You must come and hold it for me . " Maître lowering his manuscript . Balthazar standing and pulling nannie by the hand . A young man turning the key and opening the door and leading ...
... nice . I know but shush now . " I want to wee wee . You must come and hold it for me . " Maître lowering his manuscript . Balthazar standing and pulling nannie by the hand . A young man turning the key and opening the door and leading ...
Pàgina 23
... nice little pigeon out of your coop . " The swallows dipped and swooped over the dark greenness of the chestnut trees . And the car went detouring a long route down Avenue d'Iéna past the Palais de Chaillot . Where nannie had taken ...
... nice little pigeon out of your coop . " The swallows dipped and swooped over the dark greenness of the chestnut trees . And the car went detouring a long route down Avenue d'Iéna past the Palais de Chaillot . Where nannie had taken ...
Pàgina 24
... nice . You will write often to your mommie , won't you . " " No. " " Why . " " Because I don't like you . " On the lonely grey Tuesday . Rain pouring on Paris . Dreams at night of eels with other eels ' tails sticking out of their ...
... nice . You will write often to your mommie , won't you . " " No. " " Why . " " Because I don't like you . " On the lonely grey Tuesday . Rain pouring on Paris . Dreams at night of eels with other eels ' tails sticking out of their ...
Pàgina 28
... Nice little English boys . " Inside the lost gloomy greyness a group of heads crowded at the window looking out . Grins on the front row faces . Pierre's feet crunching on the gravel , unloading trunk and tuck box . Nannie pressing the ...
... Nice little English boys . " Inside the lost gloomy greyness a group of heads crowded at the window looking out . Grins on the front row faces . Pierre's feet crunching on the gravel , unloading trunk and tuck box . Nannie pressing the ...
Pàgina 36
... nice husband for yourself soon . I am sorry the man who saw the good mend in your skirt on the boat did not make your acquaintance as he would have found you awfully nice . Balthazar The envelope handed across to Beefy . Who tucked it ...
... nice husband for yourself soon . I am sorry the man who saw the good mend in your skirt on the boat did not make your acquaintance as he would have found you awfully nice . Balthazar The envelope handed across to Beefy . Who tucked it ...
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