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Lean Out of the Window

Lean out of the window,

Goldenhair,

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,

Goldenhair.

Written by
James Joyce
1882-1941 / Male / Irish
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