Poem by James Joyce

Chamber Music. 2. The Twilight Turns from Amethyst

The twilight turns from amethyst
    To deep and deeper blue,
The lamp fills with a pale green glow
    The trees of the avenue.

The old piano plays an air,
    Sedate and slow and gay;
She bends upon the yellow keys,
    Her head inclines this way.

Shy thought and grave wide eyes and hands
    That wander as they list—
The twilight turns to darker blue
    With lights of amethyst.

1. Chamber Music. 20. In the Dark Pine-Wood
2. Satire on the Brothers Fay
3. Chamber Music. 11. Bid Adieu, Adieu, Adieu
4. Watching the Needleboats at San Sabba
5. Chamber Music. 26. Thou Leanest to the Shell of Night

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