James Joyce

1882-1941 / Male / Irish
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A Flower Given to My DaughterFrail the white rose and frail are / Her hands that gave / Whose soul is sere and paler
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All Day I Hear the Noise of WatersAll day I hear the noise of waters / Making moan, / Sad as the sea-bird is when, going
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AloneThe noon's greygolden meshes make / All night a veil, / The shorelamps in the sleeping lake
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A Memory of the Players in a Mirror at MidnightThey mouth love's language. Gnash / The thirteen teeth / Your lean jaws grin with. Lash
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A PrayerAgain! / Come, give, yield all your strength to me! / From far a low word breathes on the breaking brain
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At That HourAt that hour when all things have repose, / O lonely watcher of the skies, / Do you hear the night wind and the sighs
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BahnhofstrasseThe eyes that mock me sign the way / Whereto I pass at eve of day. / Grey way whose violet signals are
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Because Your Voice Was at My SideBecause your voice was at my side / I gave him pain, / Because within my hand I held
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Be Not SadBe not sad because all men / Prefer a lying clamour before you: / Sweetheart, be at peace again -- -
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Bid Adieu to MaidenhoodBid adieu, adieu, adieu, / Bid adieu to girlish days, / Happy Love is come to woo
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