“One evening I went into the back drawing-room in which the priest had died. It was a dark rainy evening and there was no sound in the house. Through one of the broken panes I heard the rain impinge upon the earth, the fine incessant needles of water playing in the sodden beds. Some distant lamp of lighted window gleamed below me. I was thankful that I could see so little. All my senses seemed to desire to veil themselves and, feeling that I was about to flip from them, I pressed the palms of my hands together until they trembled, murmuring : ‘O love ! O love !’ many times.”
Joyce James, Dubliners. Grant Richard 1914, 36
I found this passage interesting for contrast it brings to the story. At this point the protagonist just spent the last paragraphs describing his feelings for a girl. So, this passage of him going to this room where a priest died feels very out of place. Especially, since he came to this room because of his feelings and how overwhelmed he felt.
Yet we could somehow find a similarity in the mystical energy that seem to be found in this place and the way this love is portrayed, with this girl being so mysterious in the eyes of the narrator.