Poem by James Joyce

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. Flood
3. Chamber Music. 28. Gentle Lady, Do Not Sing
4. Chamber Music. 11. Bid Adieu, Adieu, Adieu
5. Chamber Music. 27. Though I Thy Mithridates Were

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