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In the Dark Pine-Wood

In the dark pine-wood I would we lay,

In deep cool shadow At noon of day.

How sweet to lie there,

Sweet to kiss,

Where the great pine-forest Enaisled is!

Thy kiss descending Sweeter were With a soft tumult Of thy hair.

O unto the pine-wood At noon of day Come with me now,

Sweet love, away.

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James Joyce

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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