James Joyce (Джеймс Джойс)

A Flower Given to My Daughter

Frail the white rose and frail are
Her hands that gave
Whose soul is sere and paler
Than time’s wan wave.

Rosefrail and fair -- yet frailest
A wonder wild
In gentle eyes thou veilest,
My blueveined child.

1. Watching the Needleboats at San Sabba
2. Chamber Music. 33. Now, O Now, in This Brown Land
3. Chamber Music. 4. When the Shy Star Goes Forth in Heaven
4. Chamber Music. 13. Go Seek Her Out All Courteously
5. Lament for the Yeomen

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