His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
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His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.

— James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
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