Poems by James Joyce
Gentle Lady, Do Not Sing
... In the grave all love shall sleep: ...
Go Seek Her Out
... My love and me. Now, wind, of your good courtesy ...
He Who Hath Glory Lost
... Among his foes in scorn and wrath ...
I Hear an Army Charging Upon the Land
... Disdaining the reins, with fluttering whips, the charioteers ...
I Would in That Sweet Bosom Be
... (O soft I knock and soft entreat her!) ...
In the Dark Pine-Wood
... At noon of day. How sweet to lie there, ...
Lean Out of the Window
... A merry air, Lean out of the window, ...
Lightly Come or Lightly Go
... Love and laughter song-confessed ...
Love Came to Us
... Love is past That had his sweet hours many a one ...
My Dove, My Beautiful One
... Arise, arise, My dove, my beautiful one! I wait by the cedar tree, ...
My Love Is in a Light Attire
... There, where the gay winds stay to woo ...
Nightpiece
... Ghostfires from heaven's far verges faint illume, ...
Now, O Now in This Brown Land
... Grieve not, sweetheart, for anything -- - ...
O Cool Is the Valley Now
... And hear you not the thrushes calling, ...
O Sweetheart, Hear You
... A man shall have sorrow ...
