James Joyce: Lean Out of the Window
Lean Out of the Window
Lean out of the window,
Goldenhair,
I hear you singing
A merry air.
My book was closed,
I read no more,
Watching the fire dance
On the floor.
I have left my book,
I have left my room,
For I heard you singing
Through the gloom.
Singing and singing
A merry air,
Lean out of the window,
Goldenhair.
James Joyce
(1882-1941)
Lean Out of the Window
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