Author: James Joyce

A birdless heaven, seadusk, one lone star Piercing the west, As thou, fond heart, love’s time, so faint, so far, […]

At that hour when all things have repose, O lonely watcher of the skies, Do you hear the night wind […]

All day I hear the noise of waters Making moan, Sad as the sea-bird is when, going Forth alone, He […]

Dear heart, why will you use me so? Dear eyes that gently me upbraid, Still are you beautiful – but […]

My love is in a light attire Among the apple-trees, Where the gay winds do most desire To run in […]

O, it was out by Donnycarney When the bat flew from tree to tree My love and I did walk […]

Goldbrown upon the sated flood The rockvine clusters lift and sway; Vast wings above the lambent waters brood Of sullen […]

Gentle lady, do not sing Sad songs about the end of love; Lay aside sadness and sing How love that […]

Frail the white rose and frail are Her hands that gave Whose soul is sere and paler Than time’s wan […]

O bella bionda, Sei come l’onda! Of cool sweet dew and radiance mild The moon a web of silence weaves […]

Bid adieu, adieu, adieu, Bid adieu to girlish days, Happy Love is come to woo Thee and woo thy girlish […]

He who hath glory lost, nor hath Found any soul to fellow his, Among his foes in scorn and wrath […]

Rain on Rahoon falls softly, softly falling, Where my dark lover lies. Sad is his voice that calls me, sadly […]

Lean out of the window, Goldenhair, I hear you singing A merry air. My book was closed, I read no […]

Because your voice was at my side I gave him pain, Because within my hand I held Your hand again. […]

In the dark pine-wood I would we lay, In deep cool shadow At noon of day. How sweet to lie […]

When the shy star goes forth in heaven All maidenly, disconsolate, Hear you amid the drowsy even One who is […]

The noon’s greygolden meshes make All night a veil, The shorelamps in the sleeping lake Laburnum tendrils trail. The sly […]

This heart that flutters near my heart My hope and all my riches is, Unhappy when we draw apart And […]

Again! Come, give, yield all your strength to me! From far a low word breathes on the breaking brain Its […]