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Слушать(AI)I Would in That Sweet Bosom Be
I would in that sweet bosom be (O sweet it is and fair it is!) Where no rude wind might visit me.
Because of sad austerities I would in that sweet bosom be.
I would be ever in that heart (O soft I knock and soft entreat her!) Where only peace might be my part.
Austerities were all the sweeter So I were ever in that heart.
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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