My Dove, My Beautiful One

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!

by James Joyce

Comments (13)

Beautiful poem. Sweet like song.
Short and sweet poem.......
Beautiful like a prayer. Amen
A short and sweet poem flowing beautifully and a pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing it here.
Sweet, simple and charming!
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