Poem by James Joyce

Alone

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

The sly reeds whisper to the night
A name-- her name-
And all my soul is a delight,
A swoon of shame.

1. Satire on the Brothers Fay
2. Watching the Needleboats at San Sabba
3. Lament for the Yeomen
4. Flood
5. Chamber Music. 20. In the Dark Pine-Wood

Edward Sill Alone ("STILL earth turns and pulses stir")

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