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Chamber Music, poem(s) by James Joyce |
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13 - Go seek her out all courteously, - And say I come, |
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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 |