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Ecce Puer
(2 February 1882 – 13 January 1941 / Dublin / Ireland)

Ecce Puer

Poem By James Joyce

Of the dark past
A child is born;
With joy and grief
My heart is torn.

Calm in his cradle
The living lies.
May love and mercy
Unclose his eyes!

Young life is breathed
On the glass;
The world that was not
Comes to pass.

A child is sleeping:
An old man gone.
O, father forsaken,
Forgive your son!

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Or as the last words were spoken by you know who, " Eloi Eloi, lama sabachtani" - It's tough to have to die to find out you have been deluded.; however, I'm sure your father forgave you James
A nice poem indeed. Enjoyed very much. Loved it.
Beautiful poem as I kn ow from him JJ. CONGRATS on the CLASSIC POEM OF THE DAY. God Blesses!
Young life is breathed On the glass; The world that was not Comes to pass./// great poem
Beautiful poem concerning guilt and redemption as Joyce mourns the loss of his father and celebrates the birth of his child.


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