I heard their young hearts
Loveward above the glancing
And heard the prairie grasses sighing:
No more, return no more!
O hearts,
O sighing grasses,
Vainly your loveblown bannerets mourn!
No more will the wild wind that
Return, no more return.
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James Augustine Aloysius Joyce (2 February 1882 – 13 January 1941) was an Irish novelist, short story writer, poet, teacher, and literary critic…
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