James Joyce

Chamber Music (The Original Edition of 34 Poems)

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    b5825192143har citeretfor 2 måneder siden
    I hear an army charging upon the land,

    And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees:

    Arrogant, in black armour, behind them stand,

    Disdaining the reins, with fluttering ships, the charioteers.

    They cry unto the night their battle-name:

    I moan in sleep when I hear afar their whirling laughter.

    They cleave the gloom of dreams, a blinding flame,

    Clanging, clanging upon the heart as upon an anvil.

    They come shaking in triumph their long, green hair:

    They come out of the sea and run shouting by the shore.

    My heart, have you no wisdom thus to despair?

    My love, my love, my love, why have you left me alone?
    b5825192143har citeretfor 2 måneder siden
    Lean out of the window,


    I hear you singing

    A merry air.

    My book was closed,

    I read no more,

    Watching the fire dance

    On the floor.

    I have left my book,

    I have left my room,

    For I heard you singing

    Through the gloom.

    Singing and singing

    A merry air,

    Lean out of the window,

    Natasha Klimchukhar citeretfor 10 måneder siden
    Gentle lady, do not sing
    Sad songs about the end of love;
    Lay aside sadness and sing
    How love that passes is enough.
    Sing about the long deep sleep
    Of lovers that are dead, and how
    In the grave all love shall sleep:
    Love is aweary now.

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