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in a child's dream

 


             anxiety that is boyhood. The reader can really feel the mass of feelings whirling within him. .
             In terms of development the boy is bounded by his religious beliefs, which causes him a.
             frustration during his journey. Succumbing to the unavoidable lust withing his heart is a natural.
             sexual feeling of the child's life. As a result, the boy is suffocated with guilt and develops a.
             repression of his natural impulses. Though his mortal desires open the gateway to his attachment.
             in romance, the boy views the young woman more as one of God's sensual individuals. .
             The reader can see that in many ways Joyce is placing this "romance" above and beyond.
             the sanctity of the Church because the story has many references to religion. The Church becomes.
             a symbol of deadness and barrier for the boy, who sees this girl as something that makes him feel.
             fresh and alive. In one passage the narrator describes her in angelic terms. " She held one of the.
             spikes, bowing her head towards me. The light from the lamp opposite our door caught the white.
             curve of her neck, lit up her hair that rested there and, falling, lit up the hand upon the railing. At.
             fell over one side of her dress and caught the white border of a petticoat, just visible as she stood.
             at ease." In the repeated language descriptions of light, lamps, white, the reader almost gets a.
             vision of this girl as a Byzantine saint with glowing halo. .
             When the girl finally speaks to him, he is beyond responding. But somehow he tells her.
             that if he goes to Araby, the bazaar, he will get her something. The magic of the girl and the.
             enchantment of Araby consumes the boy, to the point of not conscentrating on anything. "At.
             night in my bedroom and by day in the classroom her image came between me and the page I.
             strove to read. The syllables of the word Araby were called to me through the silence in which my.
             soul luxuriated. I could not call my wandering thoughts together. I had hardly any patience with.


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