James Joyce (Джеймс Джойс)

Tutto

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. 13. Go Seek Her Out All Courteously
2. Chamber Music. 25. Lightly Come or Lightly Go
3. Chamber Music. 10. Bright Cap and Streamers
4. Chamber Music. 6. I Would in That Sweet Bosom Be
5. Chamber Music. 7. My Love Is in a Light Attire

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