MY DOVE, MY BEAUTIFUL ONE

by: James Joyce (1882-1941)

      Y dove, my beautiful one,
      Arise, arise!
      The night-dew lies
      Upon my lips and eyes.
       
      The odorous winds are weaving
      A music of sighs:
      Arise, arise,
      My dove, my beautiful one!
       
      I wait by the cedar tree,
      My sister, my love.
      White breast of the dove,
      My breast shall be your bed.
       
      The pale dew lies
      Like a veil on my head.
      My fair one, my fair dove,
      Arise, arise!

"My dove, my beautiful one" is reprinted from Chamber Music. James Joyce. London: Elkin Mathews, 1907.

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