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James Joyce
Dublin / Ireland
James Joyce
Dublin / Ireland
Friday, January 3, 2003
He Who Hath Glory Lost
Rating: ★3.2
He who hath glory lost, nor hath
Found any soul to fellow his,
Among his foes in scorn and wrath
Holding to ancient nobleness,
That high unconsortable one ---
His love is his companion.
Found any soul to fellow his,
Among his foes in scorn and wrath
Holding to ancient nobleness,
That high unconsortable one ---
His love is his companion.
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Suryendu Chaudhury
19 October 2020
The poem deals with the inner psyche of the poem.
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YVONNE VIEYRA
21 June 2020
WHY DID JOYCE WRITE THIS POEM, TO WHOM WAS HE REFERRING, EXPLICATE THE LAST LINE, PLEASE
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Adeeb Alfateh
02 July 2019
Holding to ancient nobleness,
That high unconsortable one - -
His love is his companion.
great
great expression
great 10+++++++++++++++++++
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