My Dove, My Beautiful One Poem by James Joyce

My dove, my beautiful one, Arise, arise! ' is the alluring enchantment of James Joyce whispering a magical fairy tale siren song to his beloved, the irresistable offer of night-dew lies/ Upon my lips and eyes' is the temptation bait for countless sweet kisses; the suggestion of must perfume in 'odorous winds are weaving/ A music of sighs' continures the musical siren song of love. The romantic isolation temptation of 'I wait by the cedar tree, / My sister, my love' is the call to a love tree of temptation, the temptation is further intensified with the sweet beautiful offer 'White breast of the dove, / My breast shall be your bed.' A sweet innocence is immediately echoed in the transparent temptation of the alluring dew, repeated with a differing tantalizing appeal, 'The pale dew lies/ Like a veil on my head.' The last stanza concludes with the imagery of the lover who should fleet swiftly fly to him, with the endearing words 'My fair one, my fair dove, / Arise, arise! ' thus ending a beautifully simple yet alluring love plea in a materfully crafted poem.

Beautiful One. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Very interesting poem. A song for the lover from the painful heart. Liked it.

A nice little poem with perfect rhyme

Awesome! ! ! Thanks for sharing.....

My dove, my beautiful one, Arise, arise! The night-dew lies Upon my lips and eyes. What a great expression. tony

Great piece. Romantic. Metaphoric.

Beautiful poem. Sweet like song.

Beautiful like a prayer. Amen

A short and sweet poem flowing beautifully and a pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing it here.