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All Day I Hear The Noise Of Waters
(2 February 1882 – 13 January 1941 / Dublin / Ireland)

All Day I Hear The Noise Of Waters

Poem By James Joyce

All day I hear the noise of waters
Making moan,
Sad as the sea-bird is when, going
Forth alone,
He hears the winds cry to the water's
Monotone.

The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing
Where I go.
I hear the noise of many waters
Far below.
All day, all night, I hear them flowing
To and fro.

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I hear it, or the rain, even FX, is better than none. We are water made mysterious curiously experience into existence.
All day I hear the noise of waters Making moan, Sad as the sea-bird is when, going Forth alone, He hears the winds cry to the water's....... Beautiful
Amazing flow of words. Outstanding poetry.
very nice. i like it. thanks for sharing.
beautiful, excellent. thanks for sharing


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