Two conmen, Corley and Lenehan, discuss the maid Corley has tricked into stealing from her employer for him. While Corley meets the maid at a designated time, Lenehan watches from a distance and reflects on Corley’s good fortune in settling for a simple girl.
Critically acclaimed author James Joyce’s Dubliners is a collection of short stories depicting middle-class life in Dublin in the early twentieth century. First published in 1914, the stories draw on themes relevant to the time such as nationalism and Ireland’s national identity, and cement Joyce’s reputation for brutally honest and revealing depictions of everyday Irish life.
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James Joyce was an Irish novelist, poet, and a pivotal figure in 20th-century modernist literature, renowned for his highly experimental approach to language and narrative structure, particularly his pioneering mastery and popularization of the stream-of-consciousness technique. Born into a middle-class Catholic family in the Rathgar suburb of Dublin in 1882, Joyce spent the majority of his adult life in self-imposed exile across continental Europe—living in Trieste, Zurich, and Paris—yet his entire, meticulous body of work remained obsessively and comprehensively focused on the minutiae of his native city, making Dublin both the meticulously detailed setting and a central, inescapable character in his literary universe. His work is consistently characterized by its technical complexity, rich literary allusion, intricate symbolism, and an unflinching examination of the spectrum of human consciousness. Joyce began his published career with Dubliners (1914), a collection of fifteen short stories offering a naturalistic, often stark, depiction of middle-class Irish life and the moral and spiritual paralysis he observed in its inhabitants, concluding each story with a moment of crucial, sudden self-understanding he termed an "epiphany." This collection was followed by the highly autobiographical novel A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916), a Bildungsroman that meticulously chronicled the intellectual and artistic awakening of its protagonist, Stephen Dedalus, who would become Joyce's recurring alter ego and intellectual stand-in throughout his major works. His magnum opus, Ulysses (1922), is universally regarded as a landmark work of fiction that fundamentally revolutionized the novel form. It compressed the events of a single, ordinary day—June 16, 1904, a date now globally celebrated by literary enthusiasts as "Bloomsday"—into a sprawling, epic narrative that structurally and symbolically paralleled Homer's Odyssey, using a dazzling array of distinct styles and linguistic invention across its eighteen episodes to explore the lives of Leopold Bloom, his wife Molly Bloom, and Stephen Dedalus in hyper-minute detail. The novel's explicit content and innovative, challenging structure led to its initial banning for obscenity in the United States and the United Kingdom, turning Joyce into a cause célèbre for artistic freedom and the boundaries of literary expression. His final, most challenging work, Finnegans Wake (1939), pushed the boundaries of language and conventional narrative even further, employing a dense, dream-like prose filled with multilingual puns, invented portmanteau words, and layered allusions that continues to divide and challenge readers and scholars to this day. A dedicated polyglot who reportedly learned several languages, including Norwegian simply to read Ibsen in the original, Joyce approached the English language not as a fixed entity with rigid rules, but as a malleable medium capable of infinite reinvention and expression. His personal life was marked by an unwavering dedication to his literary craft, a complex, devoted relationship with his wife Nora Barnacle, and chronic, debilitating eye problems that necessitated numerous painful surgeries throughout his life, sometimes forcing him to write with crayons on large white paper. Despite these severe physical ailments and financial struggles, his singular literary vision remained sharp, focused, and profoundly revolutionary. Joyce passed away in Zurich, Switzerland, in 1941, shortly after undergoing one of his many eye operations. Today, he is widely regarded as perhaps the most significant and challenging writer of the 20th century. His immense, complex legacy is robustly maintained by global academic study and institutions such as the James Joyce Centre in Dublin, which ensures his complex, demanding, and utterly brilliant work endures, inviting new generations of readers to explore the very essence of what it means to be hum
The plot summary here on goodreads gives away more of this sparse story than was immediately obvious to one oblivious reader (me).
In his introduction to the collection Dubliners editor Harry Levin says that "many of these sketches might be titled ‘An Encounter’". Two Gallants is a revealing sketch of two young men, and is considered an ironic title because their nature is revealed to be far from gallant.
After researching literary criticism of this short story I appreciate it more. Much of the Irish slang, subtleties and symbolism from over one hundred years ago escaped me. Did you know how significant the harp was, playing "mournful music" outside a "club" (Dublin insiders will know that the club there on that street is a wealthy Anglo-Protestant gentleman’s club; I had no clue).
3 stars based on my enjoyment and appreciation while reading this story. Also because it is wickedly fun to sniff and pretentiously declare: dear old Joyce, not your best work!
مجموعه ای از داستان های کوتاه که جذابیت چندانی ندارند. این کتاب رو دوسال پیش خوندم و حقیقتش اینه که به جز یه داستان، بقیه اش رو اصلا نفهمیدم! داستان ها انتها نداشتن، شاید هم داشتن و مغز من قدرت درکشون رو نداشت، و اینکه باید باز هم بخونمش. نظر دادن راجع به کتاب ها داره روزبهروز سخت تر میشه!
دو ولگرد/ جیمز جویس/ ترجمه ی مرضیه خسروی/ نشر روزگار نو/ 72 صفحه/ چاپ اول 1393/ تاریخ تموم کردن کتاب: شنبه 14 اسفند 1395 کتاب شامل چهار داستان کوتاه از جیمز جویس به نام های "دو ولگرد، خواهران، پانسیون، تکه ای ابر" هست. سه داستان اول برای من نه پیام و معنای خاصی داشتن و نه فضاسازی و توصیفات جذاب و در کل سه داستان اول چیزی به من اضافه نکرد و لذتی هم از خوندنشون نبردم. داستان آخر بدک نبود ارزش خوندن رو داشت. داستان دو دوست رو می گفت که بعد سال ها همدیگرو میبینن و یکیشون با دیدن زندگی اون یکی حالش آشفته میشه و حسادت می کنه و از زندگی خودش زده میشه اما در انتها گویا تا حدودی پشیمون میشه ولی انتهای داستان باز هست و این خوبه. پیام داستان هم نسبتا معلومه. جوری زندگی نکن که بعدا پشیمون شی و بِدون که چی می خوای از چی زندگی. مثلا مرد این داستان از ازدواج کردنش در مرحله ای پشیمون میشه. صرفا با دیدن دوستش که با زن های مختلفی هست. در کل کتاب معمولی بود به نظرم و چیزی برام نداشت. برخلاف انتظارم. نمی دونم شاید این داستان ها ابعاد و ظرافتی داشتن که من متوجه نشدم.
Opening lines: The grey warm evening of August had descended upon the city and a mild warm air, a memory of summer, circulated in the streets. The streets, shuttered for the repose of Sunday, swarmed with a gaily coloured crowd. Like illumined pearls the lamps shone from the summits of their tall poles upon the living texture below which, changing shape and hue unceasingly, sent up into the warm grey evening air an unchanging unceasing murmur.
Personal Response: While I found the story of "Two Gallants" to be quite boring, this book doesn't seem to want to be interesting. The book seems to be targeted towards older men who want to relive their lives, walking through the streets of a slow town, chilling out with their friends, and causing mischief.
Plot: Two middle aged men, Lenehan and his best friend Corley, walk down the hills and streets of a slow town conversing about the women they fancy. Lenehan consistently tests Corley's patience, and jests about Corley's ineptitude at dating. As they continue walking Corley tells Lenehan about his date that he's meeting up with. As they arrive upon his date Lenehan leaves the two alone, but decides that he should tail them for awhile. After a few minutes of tracking the two he loses them, and realizes his hunger has been barking at him for the last hour, so he proceeds to go to a restaurant and orders peas... Lenehan also purchases a Ginger Ale to go with his order. Lenehan heads out the doors, and consults his friends about Corley's location. After questioning a few more people, Lenehan and his friends catch up with Corley and touch-base with him about his night. Corley only smiles, and outstretches a golden coin.
Characterization: Lenehan: Leneahn is a spiritely, mischievous young man who enjoys testing the temperament of his friends. He walks the walk, and talks the talk so well that even when he's being a bit tiresome his pals can still get a good laugh out of the night. Even so, he possess knowledge beyond anyone he knows. Corley: Corley is a large man and fits the general role of such perfectly. He has a bit of a gut and a big head, always looking for something to do that he could do better. He's a generally pleasant guy to be around, but usually regards conversation as a time exclusively for reminiscing about himself.
Recommendations: The story of "Two Gallants" is nothing special to be certain, but it is definitely a great story that is open to interpretation. The descriptions gifted are incredibly descriptive, but leave room open for interpretation. I would honestly recommend this book to any male looking to read one of the misadventures of two men, despite the general lack of interest in the plot.
Reconozco que este relato está bien narrado y retrata una cierta atmosfera de época. Sin embargo, no me ha despertado emoción alguna ni la avidez por su lectura. La gente lee por diferentes motivos, a mi me gusta que las historias me generen sensaciones y eso no me ocurrió con este texto.
دو ولگرد شامل چهار داستان کوتاه از کتاب دوبلینیهاست.جویس در نامهای نوشت که هدفش از نوشتن دوبلینیها نشان دادن «فلج» شهر دوبلین به عنوان «مرکز فلج» بوده است. این فلج میتونه سیاسی، مذهبی، یا فردی باشه. شخصیتهای داستانهای او اغلب در لحظهای از آگاهی (Epiphany) به این فلج پی میبرند، اما معمولا توانایی ندارن بر این فلجشدگی غلبه کنند. بهترین داستان کتاب برای من تکهای ابر بود. داستانی درباره آرزوهای شکستخورده است. در لحظهای از آگاهی چاندلر به وضعیت غمانگیز خودش پی میبره ولی او اسیر روزمرگی شده فقط میتونه پشیمان بشه و به آرزوهای از دست رفتهاش فکر کنه.
Two gallants is a beautiful story, albeit I am not sure if one of them is a “gallant”, which in turn may mean that I did not really get the story.
Since I am not sure if and what I dig, I looked up in the dictionary (online):
Galant= adjective 1. brave, spirited, noble-minded, or chivalrous: a gallant knight; a gallant rescue attempt. 2. exceptionally polite and attentive to women; courtly
Corley? Yes, I can see why he would be called Gallant. If we are to believe what he says. Even if, following the narrative there are, indeed some hints that he really is at least brave with women.
I am not sure about Lonehan though. He seems polite, but gallant would be too much, in my perspective.
Lonehan is the shy, timid type seen from here.
THE grey warm evening of August had descended upon the city and a mild warm air, a memory of summer, circulated in the streets. The streets, shuttered for the repose of Sunday, swarmed with a gaily coloured crowd. Like illumined pearls the lamps shone from the summits of their tall poles upon the living texture below which, changing shape and hue unceasingly, sent up into the warm grey evening air an unchanging unceasing murmur.
This is the splendid description that opens up the tale. Then there is an awkward detail. We learn about two young men who come down the hill, one of them being “obliged to step on to the road, owing to his companion's rudeness, wore an amused listening face.”
Writing is about understanding the world better- sometimes.
As I write trying to figure out why two gallants and not one, it dawns upon me that Corley is gallant with women and Lonehan is a gallant individual in another sense. True, the definition given in dictionaries applies only to the men who are polite towards women, but Lonehan adopts a gallantry, from the very start, towards his companion.
By referring only to women, the definition makes me think of Alan, or the gay type, in the sense of today.
James Joyce speaks of “Gay Lothario”, but he means the joyful Lothario- at that time, gay meant happy, cheerful, which is not “excluded „today- a homosexual person can very well be cheerful, but gay equals a different meaning nowadays.
The plot is not really breathtaking, albeit the way it is developed and transmitted is wonderful and, fortunately for this less resilient reader- accessible, as opposed to Ulysses.
Corley is bragging about how charming he is and how a woman paid for his tickets and gave him cigarettes.
We even see him “in action” as a “ladies ‘man”
Which makes me think of the finale. Of course I cannot spoil it for you by getting into that, but there is an element there that I cannot grasp.
Is he like a gigolo?
I wonder.
You could stop here, for the rest is just idle talk, one thought leading to another, with little or nothing to do with the original saga.
Men have always showed off their conquests.
They tell you how they “scored”, even when, or especially since they didn’t.
I took her on the stairs and she was hot and begged me for more and she came, again and again…OMG she kept shouting…
You hear that in the men’s sauna, in the Jacuzzi…whenever they feel they have an audience ready to get enraptured at their tales of Mystery and Imagination, they go for it.
My experience is rather mixed- Mother nature or God has endowed me with green eyes, curly hair, no apparent defects and s good symmetry, average non-prominent nose (that is a close scientific definition of “Beauty”) and most important, a non-stopping collection of stories, jokes, funny or just weird situations, travel experiences- I worked in the business, Olympic sagas- I went to the Atlanta Olympics, revolution horror stories- I am mentioned in the Newsweek of December 1989 over a Whole paragraph- so I have had enough material to dizzy the most sober person, including Some Like It Hot strategies.
But I have had depressions, rejections and disappointments for more than a lifetime. My wife is a case in point. She has given loans to all her four brothers and sisters, not to mention her mother and is bringing a kid nephew on my already heavy payroll. She has decided that the kid needs to have an iPhone.
OMG.
Can you still be Gallant, under the circumstances?
The four short stories that make up this book were taken from Joyce’s Dubliners.
They depict the daily lives of common Dubliners, with each tale seeming like a small episode that takes us into the households or the lives of certain characters. The endings may seem a tad incomplete, but I thought they helped create this feeling of jumping around the city as a silent, anonymous observer who picks up little pieces and events that happen around them.
My favourite story was Two Gallants, which is open to a variety of interpretations. The Boarding House was also an interesting one.
Despite it being a quick read, I think I would have rather picked up Dubliners instead, to have the full Joyce experience.
The point of this story was, I suppose, to be pointless and aimless.
A guy chats to his misogynistic, slightly scummy friend (the use of "gallant" here being ironic, this guy is using women sexually and taking their money) and then wanders around for a bit.
The writing was good, and as I said, the point is to be pointless- the narrator says so himself. He's wasting time, not taking much agency to achieve anything. But it was one of the more lacklustre stories.
(6/15 i Dubliners) Bro går tur og det er 1000 fotnoter som forteller hvilken gate han er på og hvilken vei han går. Ok?? Neida, men den hadde lowkey en sjarm, og oppfordret meg til å forsøke å følge litt med på de ulike stedene når jeg leste, noe som jeg tror jeg positivt, fordi jeg klarte etterhvert å predicted noen av fotnotene. I det området you say? Der bor det protestanter😎 *sjekker fotnote*, jaaaa😌
Two men, Lenehan and Corley, haven't made much of their lives. Corley has made a plan with a housekeeper to get some money. Lenehan spends the evening waiting to meet back up with Corley after the plan.
Joyce, Joyce, Joyce. While the title is ironic considering they are thieves, the story (like most of Dubliners) only makes sense in the ending. The ending was worth it, gives a feeling of surprise, epiphany sometimes, realisation... but it took too long to get around to it. For me, Joyce is either hit or miss: usually excessive, sometimes, it's oh so right.
پس از مدتی درگیری با کتابهای فلسفی و روانکاوانه دشوار و سنگین، تصمیم گرفتم رو به ادبیات داستانی بیاورم. با خود گفتم چه نویسندهای بهتر از جویس؟ پس "دو ولگرد" او را برگزیدم، کتابی که از چند داستان کوتاه تشکیل شده و برخلاف نثر شناختهشده و پیچاپیچ جویس، زبانی ساده و روان دارد.
Well-written but the kind of story that makes you feel dirty for reading, as it is a simple account of two overly confident young men taking advantage of women.