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Gentle Lady, Do Not Sing

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.

Written by
James Joyce
1882-1941 / Male / Irish
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