James Joyce (Джеймс Джойс)

Chamber Music. 22. Of That So Sweet Imprisonment

Of that so sweet imprisonment
    My soul, dearest, is fain—
Soft arms that woo me to relent
    And woo me to detain.
Ah, could they ever hold me there
Gladly were I a prisoner!

Dearest, through interwoven arms
    By love made tremulous,
That night allures me where alarms
    Nowise may trouble us;
But sleep to dreamier sleep be wed
Where soul with soul lies prisoned.

1. Watching the Needleboats at San Sabba
2. Chamber Music. 11. Bid Adieu, Adieu, Adieu
3. Chamber Music. 30. Love Came to Us in Time Gone by
4. Chamber Music. 33. Now, O Now, in This Brown Land
5. Chamber Music. 4. When the Shy Star Goes Forth in Heaven

Распечатать (To print)

Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1405

Последние стихотворения

To English version