I am so at home in Dublin, more than any other city, that I feel it has always been familiar to me. It took me years to see through its soft charm to its bitter prickly kernel - which I quite like too.

Dublin stories

DUBLIN MAN CAUSES WORLD WAR

By this riverside, on our sunnybank, how buona the vista, by Santa Rosa! A field of May! the very vale of Spring.Thus Joyce

THE RATHMINES ACCENT

The excellent website of Dublin life and lore Come Here To Me! embarks on a discussion of that now vanished phenomenon “the Rathmines accent”, prompted by the (not, it must be said, enormously well vouched) idea that Vladimir Ilyich Lenin was taught English by an Irishman - in fact a native of Leinster Road in Rathmines.

CHRISTMAS WITH THE DEDALUSES

A great fire, banked high and red, flamed in the grate and under the ivytwined branches of the chandelier the Christmas table was spread.

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