Poem by James Joyce

On the Beach at Fontana

Wind whines and whines the shingle,
The crazy pierstakes groan;
A senile sea numbers each single
Slimesilvered stone.

From whining wind and colder
Grey sea I wrap him warm
And touch his trembling fineboned shoulder
And boyish arm.

Around us fear, descending
Darkness of fear above
And in my heart how deep unending 
Ache of love!

1. Chamber Music. 7. My Love Is in a Light Attire
2. Chamber Music. 16. O Cool Is the Valley Now
3. Chamber Music. 20. In the Dark Pine-Wood
4. Chamber Music. 10. Bright Cap and Streamers
5. Chamber Music. 33. Now, O Now, in This Brown Land

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