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Chamber Music  



by James Joyce







Contents:



I



Strings in the earth and air

  Make music sweet;



II



The twilight turns from amethyst

  To deep and deeper blue;



III



At that hour when all things have repose;

  O lonely watcher of the skies;



IV



When the shy star goes forth in heaven

  All maidenly; disconsolate;



V



Lean out of the window;

  Goldenhair;



VI



I would in that sweet bosom be

  (O sweet it is and fair it is!)



VII



My love is in a light attire

  Among the apple…trees;



VIII



Who goes amid the green wood

  With springtide all adorning her?



IX



Winds of May; that dance on the sea;

  Dancing a ring…around in glee



X



Bright cap and streamers;

  He sings in the hollow:



XI



Bid adieu; adieu; adieu;

  Bid adieu to girlish days;



XII



What counsel has the hooded moon

  Put in thy heart; my shyly sweet;



XIII



Go seek her out all courteously;

  And say I come;



XIV



My dove; my beautiful one;

  Arise; arise!



XV



From dewy dreams; my soul; arise;

  From love's deep slumber and from death;



XVI



O cool is the valley now

  And there; love; will we go



XVII



Because your voice was at my side

  I gave him pain;



XVIII



O Sweetheart; hear you

  Your lover's tale;



XIX



Be not sad because all men

  Prefer a lying clamour before you:



XX



In the dark pine…wood

  I would we lay;



XXI



He who hath glory lost; nor hath

  Found any soul to fellow his;



XXII



Of that so sweet imprisonment

  My soul; dearest; is fain  …



XXIII



This heart that flutters near my heart

  My hope and all my riches is;



XXIV



Silently she's combing;

  Combing her long hair



XXV



Lightly come or lightly go:

  Though thy heart presage thee woe;



XXVI



Thou leanest to the shell of night;

  Dear lady; a divining ear。



XXVII



Though I thy Mithridates were;

  Framed to defy the poison…dart;



XXVIII



Gentle lady; do not sing

  Sad songs about the end of love;



XXIX



Dear heart; why will you use me so?

  Dear eyes that gently me upbraid;



XXX



Love came to us in time gone by

  When one at twilight shyly played



XXXI



O; it was out by Donnycarney

  When the bat flew from tree to tree



XXXII



Rain has fallen all the day。

  O come among the laden trees:



XXXIII



Now; O now; in this brown land

  Where Love did so sweet music make



XXXIV



Sleep now; O sleep now;

  O you unquiet heart!



XXXV



All day I hear the noise of waters

  Making moan;



XXXVI



I hear an army charging upon the land;

  And the thunder of horses plunging; foam about their knees:









Chamber Music



I



Strings in the earth and air

Make music sweet;

Strings by the river where

The willows meet。



There's music along the river

For Love wanders there;

Pale flowers on his mantle;

Dark leaves on his hair。



All softly playing;

With head to the music bent;

And fingers straying

Upon an instrument。



II



The twilight turns from amethyst

To deep and deeper blue;

The lamp fills with a pale green glow

The trees of the avenue。



The old piano plays an air;

Sedate and slow and gay;

She bends upon the yellow keys;

Her head inclines this way。



Shy thought and grave wide eyes and hands

That wander as they list  …

The twilight turns to darker blue

With lights of amethyst。



III



At that hour when all things have repose;

O lonely watcher of the skies;

Do you hear the night wind and the sighs

Of harps playing unto Love to unclose

The pale gates of sunrise?



When all things repose; do you alone

Awake to hear the sweet harps play

To Love before him on his way;

And the night wind answering in antiphon

Till night is overgone?



Play on; invisible harps; unto Love;

Whose way in heaven is aglow

At that hour when soft lights come and go;

Soft sweet music in the air above

And in the earth below。



IV



When the shy star goes forth in heaven

All maidenly; disconsolate;

Hear you amid the drowsy even

One who is singing by your gate。

His song is softer than the dew

And he is come to visit you。



O bend no more in revery

When he at eventide is calling。

Nor muse: Who may this singer be

Whose song about my heart is falling?

Know you by this; the lover's chant;

'Tis I that am your visitant。



V



Lean out of the window;

Goldenhair;

I hear you singing

A merry air。



My book was closed;

I read no more;

Watching the fire dance

On the floor。



I have left my book;

I have left my room;

For I heard you singing

Through the gloom。



Singing and singing

A merry air;

Lean out of the window;

Goldenhair。



VI



I would in that sweet bosom be

(O sweet it is and fair it is!)

Where no rude wind might visit me。

Because of sad austerities

I would in that sweet bosom be。



I would be ever in that heart

(O soft I knock and soft entreat her!)

Where only peace might be my part。

Austerities were all the sweeter

So I were ever in that heart。



VII



My love is in a light attire

Among the apple…trees;

Where the gay winds do most desire

To run in companies。



There; where the gay winds stay to woo

The young leaves as they pass;

My love goes slowly; bending to

Her shadow on the grass;



And where the sky's a pale blue cup

Over the laughing land;

My love goes lightly; holding up

Her dress with dainty hand。



VIII



Who goes amid the green wood

With springtide all adorning her?

Who goes amid the merry green wood

To make it merrier?



Who passes in the sunlight

By ways that know the light footfall?

Who passes in the sweet sunlight

With mien so virginal?



The ways of all the woodland

Gleam with a soft and golden fire  …

For whom does all the sunny woodland

Carry so brave attire?



O; it is for my true love

The woods their rich apparel wear  …

O; it is for my own true love;

That is so young and fair。



IX



Winds of May; that dance on the sea;

Dancing a ring…around in glee

From furrow to furrow; while overhead

The foam flies up to be garlanded;

In silvery arches spanning the air;

Saw you my true love anywhere?

Welladay! Welladay!

For the winds of May!

Love is unhappy when love is away!



X



Bright cap and streamers;

He sings in the hollow:

Come follow; come follow;

           All you that love。

Leave dreams to the dreamers

That will not after;

That song and laughter

           Do nothing move。



With ribbons streaming

He sings the bolder;

In troop at his shoulder

           The wild bees hum。

And the time of dreaming

Dreams is over  …

As lover to lover;

           Sweetheart; I come。



XI



Bid adieu; adieu; adieu;

Bid adieu to girlish days;

Happy Love is come to woo

Thee and woo thy girlish ways  …

The zone that doth become thee fair;

The snood upon thy yellow hair;



When thou hast heard his name upon

The bugles of the cherubim

Begin thou softly to unzone

Thy girlish bosom unto him

And softly to undo the snood

That is the sign of maidenhood。



XII



What counsel has the hooded moon

Put in thy heart; my shyly sweet;

Of Love in ancient plenilune;

Glory and stars beneath his feet  …

A sage that is but kith and kin

With the comedian Capuchin?



Believe me rather that am wise

In disregard of the divine;

A glory kindles in those eyes

Trembles to starlight。 Mine; O Mine!

No more be tears in moon or mist

For thee; sweet sentimentalist。



XIII



Go seek her out all courteously;

And say I come;

Wind of spices whose song is ever

Epithalamium。

O; hurry over the dark lands

And run upon the sea

For seas and lands shall not divide us

My love and me。



Now; wind; of your good courtesy

I pray you go;

And come into her little garden

And sing at her window;

Singing: The bridal wind is blowing

For Love is at his noon;

And soon will your true love be with you;

Soon; O soon。



XIV



My 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!



XV



From dewy dreams; my soul; arise;

From love's deep slumber and from death;

For lo! the treees are full of sighs

Whose leaves the morn admonisheth。



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