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Born in February 2, 1882 / Died in January 13, 1941 / Ireland / English

Poems by James Joyce

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O, It Was Out by Donnycarney

... And sweet were the words she said to me ...

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Of That So Sweet Imprisonment

... Gladly were I a prisoner! Dearest, through interwoven arms ...

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On the Beach at Fontana

... And touch his trembling fineboned shoulder ...

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Rain Has Fallen All the Day

... Of memories. Staying a little by the way ...

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She Weeps over Rahoon

... Then as now.Dark too our hearts, O love, shall lie and cold ...

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Silently She's Combing

... Under a pretty air, That makes as one thing to the lover ...

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Simples

... Fair as the wave is, fair, art thou!Be mine, I pray, a waxen ear ...

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Sleep Now, O Sleep Now

... " My kiss will give peace now ...

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Strings in the Earth and Air

... There's music along the river ...

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The Ballad of Persse O'Reilly

... close! Shikespower! Seudodanto! Anonymoses!Then we'll have a free trade Gael's band and mass meeting ...

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The Twilight Turns

... Shy thought and grave wide eyes and hands ...

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This Heart that Flutters Near My Heart

... My hope and all my riches -- - yes! -- - ...

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Thou Leanest to the Shell of Night

... And all for some strange name he read ...

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Though I Thy Mithridates Were

... Nor have I known a love whose praise ...

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Tilly

... He drives them with a flowering branch before him, ...