James Joyce: I Would in That Sweet Bosom Be
I Would in That Sweet Bosom Be
I would in that sweet bosom be
(O sweet it is and fair it is!)
Where no rude wind might visit me.
Because of sad austerities
I would in that sweet bosom be.
I would be ever in that heart
(O soft I knock and soft entreat her!)
Where only peace might be my part.
Austerities were all the sweeter
So I were ever in that heart.
James Joyce
(1882-1941)
I Would in That Sweet Bosom Be
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