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Friday, January 3, 2003

Go Seek Her Out

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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.
James Joyce
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COMMENTS
Dawn Novus 20 September 2017
The bridal wind is blowing..what a sanctified poem.
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May Greenberg 02 May 2005
How could someone who wrote such brilliant narratives have written such corny poetry?
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