Ulysses by James Joyce Chapter 7 Page 47

Pyrrhus, misled by an oracle, made a last attempt to retrieve the fortunes of Greece. Loyal to a lost cause.

He strode away from them towards the window.

They went forth to battle, Mr O’Madden Burke said greyly, but they always fell.

Boohoo! Lenehan wept with a little noise. Owing to a brick received in the latter half of the matin�e. Poor, poor, poor Pyrrhus!

He whispered then near Stephen’s ear:

LENEHAN’S LIMERICK

There’s a ponderous pundit MacHugh

Who wears goggles of ebony hue.

As he mostly sees double

To wear them why trouble?