Poems by James Joyce
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Frail the white rose and frail are
They mouth love's language. Gnash
Again!
All day I hear the noise of waters
The noon's greygolden meshes make
At that hour when all things have repose,
The eyes that mock me sign the way
Be not sad because all men
Because your voice was at my side
Bid adieu, adieu, adieu,
Bright cap and streamers,
Dear heart, why will you use me so?
Of the dark past
Goldbrown upon the sated flood
From dewy dreams, my soul, arise,
Gentle lady, do not sing
Go seek her out all courteously,
He who hath glory lost, nor hath
I hear an army charging upon the land,
I would in that sweet bosom be
In the dark pine-wood
Lean out of the window,
Lightly come or lightly go:
Love came to us in time gone by
My dove, my beautiful one,
My love is in a light attire
Gaunt in gloom,
Now, O now, in this brown land
O cool is the valley now
O Sweetheart, hear you
O, it was out by Donnycarney
Of that so sweet imprisonment
Wind whines and whines the shingle,
Rain has fallen all the day.
Rain on Rahoon falls softly, softly falling,
Silently she’s combing,
O bella bionda,
Sleep now, O sleep now,
Strings in the earth and air
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty
The twilight turns from amethyst
This heart that flutters near my heart
Thou leanest to the shell of night,
Though I thy Mithridates were,
He travels after a winter sun,
A birdless heaven, seadusk, one lone star
I heard their young hearts crying
What counsel has the hooded moon
When the shy star goes forth in heaven
Who goes amid the green wood
Winds of May, that dance on the sea,