James Joyce (Джеймс Джойс)

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A birdless heaven, seadusk, one lone star
Piercing the west,
As thou, fond heart, love’s time, so faint, so far,
Rememberest. 

The clear young eyes’ soft look, the candid brow,
The fragrant hair,
Falling as through the silence falleth now
Dusk of the air. 

Why then, remembering those shy
Sweet lures, repine
When the dear love she yielded with a sigh
Was all but thine?

1. Chamber Music. 4. When the Shy Star Goes Forth in Heaven
2. A Memory of the Players in a Mirror at Midnight
3. Chamber Music. 28. Gentle Lady, Do Not Sing
4. Lament for the Yeomen
5. Chamber Music. 11. Bid Adieu, Adieu, Adieu

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