Poem by James Joyce

Alone

The noon’s greygolden meshes make
All night a veil,
The shorelamps in the sleeping lake
Laburnum tendrils trail. 

The sly reeds whisper to the night
A name-- her name-
And all my soul is a delight,
A swoon of shame.

1. Chamber Music. 20. In the Dark Pine-Wood
2. Chamber Music. 14. My Dove, My Beautiful One
3. Chamber Music. 33. Now, O Now, in This Brown Land
4. Chamber Music. 28. Gentle Lady, Do Not Sing
5. Chamber Music. 13. Go Seek Her Out All Courteously

Edward Sill Alone ("STILL earth turns and pulses stir")

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