...instead their hearts were speaking to one another in haunting measures beyond the need for words, so that when he came to rest against the reading desk, his...whole attitude that of a serene, tortured crucifix . . . Dilsey sat bolt upright, her hand on Ben's knee. Two tears slid down her fallen cheeks, in and...

...instead their hearts were speaking to one another in chanting measures beyond the need for words, so that when he came to rest against the reading desk, his...expulsion of breath rose from them, and a woman's single soprano: "Yes, Jesus!" As the scudding day passed overhead the dingy windows glowed and faded...

...the preacher's puny silhouette rises before the faithful like a living replica of the crucified God: “his monkey face lifted and his whole attitude that...shabbiness and insignificance and made it of no moment” (340-41). The sermon The reader is now prepared to listen to the sermon itself, to its sounds and rhythms,...

...measures beyond the need for words, so that when he came to rest against the reading desk, his . . . face lifted and his whole attitude that of a serene...it of no moment, a long moaning expulsion of breath arose from them, and a woman's single soprano: "Yes, Jesus!" (P. 310) The voice took yet another turn:...

...instead their hearts were speaking to one another in chanting measures beyond the need for words, so that when he came to rest against the reading desk, his monkey face lifted and his whole attitude was that of a serene, tortured crucifix that transcended its shabbiness and insignificance and made...

...instead their hearts were speaking to one another in chanting measures beyond the need for words, so that when he came to rest against the reading desk, his...expulsion of breath rose from them, and a woman's single soprano: “Yes, Jesus!” (367—68) In their shared recollection of Jesus and the Bible, this...

...chanting measures beyond the need for words, so that when he came to rest against the readingdesk, his monkey face lifted and his whole attitude that...expulsion of breath rose from them, and a woman's single soprano: 'Yes, Jesus!' (p. 295; |Dahill-Baue's italics]) Reverend Shegog, as a Signifying Monkey,...

...chanting measures beyond the need for words, so that when he came to rest against the readingdesk, his monkey face lifted and his whole attitude that...expulsion of breath rose from them, and a woman's single soprano: 'Yes, Jesus!' (p.295; [Dahill-Baue's italics]) Reverend Shegog, as a Signifying Monkey,...

...renascence that alters external reality. The preacher's "monkey body" and "monkey face" assume the form of "a serene, tortured crucifix that transcended its...shabbiness and insignificance and made it of no moment" (368-70/295-97). Time, too, is "of no moment" as the "dead" past perpetually resurges to new life....

...instead their hearts were speaking to one another in chanting measures beyond the need for words, so that when he came to rest against the reading desk, his...expulsion of breath rose from them, and a woman's single soprano: "Yes, Jesus!" As the scudding day passed overhead the dingy windows glowed and faded...