"It was the day of the funeral. In the midst of the mournful silence, the only sound to...

"It was the day of the funeral. In the midst of the mournful silence, the only sound to be heard was the occasional muffled sobs of the relatives. The coffin was carried slowly through the streets, followed by a long procession of mourners. As the coffin passed, people stopped to stare and bow their heads in respect."

Joyce, James. "The Dead." In Dubliners, pp. 153-174. Penguin Books, 2002.

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