Chamber Music. 13. Go Seek Her Out All Courteously
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’s other poems:
- Chamber Music. 26. Thou Leanest to the Shell of Night
- Nightpiece
- Chamber Music. 28. Gentle Lady, Do Not Sing
- Lament for the Yeomen
- Chamber Music. 27. Though I Thy Mithridates Were
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