James Joyce (Джеймс Джойс)

Simples

Of cool sweet dew and radiance mild
The moon a web of silence weaves
In the still garden where a child
Gathers the simple salad leaves.

A moondew stars her hanging hair
And moonlight kisses her young brow
And, gathering, she sings an air:
Fair as the wave is, fair, art thou!

Be mine, I pray, a waxen ear
To shield me from her childish croon
And mine a shielded heart for her
Who gathers simples of the moon.

1. Satire on the Brothers Fay
2. Chamber Music. 16. O Cool Is the Valley Now
3. Flood
4. A Memory of the Players in a Mirror at Midnight
5. Chamber Music. 7. My Love Is in a Light Attire

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