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Watching the Needleboats at San Sabba

Watching the Needleboats at San Sabba

I heard their young hearts crying
Loveward above the glancing oar
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 passes
Return, no more return.
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Thou Leanest to the Shell of Night

Thou Leanest to the Shell of Night

Thou leanest to the shell of night,
Dear lady, a divining ear.
In that soft choiring of delight
What sound hath made thy heart to fear?
Seemed it of rivers rushing forth
From the grey deserts of the north?


That mood of thine
Is his, if thou but scan it well,
Who a mad tale bequeaths to us
At ghosting hour conjurable -- -
And all for some strange name he read
In Purchas or in Holinshed.
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Tilly

Tilly


He travels after a winter sun,
Urging the cattle along a cold red road,
Calling to them, a voice they know,
He drives his beasts above Cabra.


The voice tells them home is warm.
They moo and make brute music with their hoofs.
He drives them with a flowering branch before him,
Smoke pluming their foreheads.


Boor, bond of the herd,
Tonight stretch full by the fire!
I bleed by the black stream
For my torn bough!
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The Twilight Turns

The Twilight Turns

The twilight turns from amethyst
To deep and deeper blue,
The lamp fills with a pale green glow
The trees of the avenue.


The old piano plays an air,
Sedate and slow and gay;
She bends upon the yellow keys,
Her head inclines this way.


Shy thought and grave wide eyes and hands
That wander as they list -- -
The twilight turns to darker blue
With lights of amethyst.
178

Strings in the Earth and Air

Strings in the Earth and Air

Strings in the earth and air
Make music sweet;
Strings by the river where
The willows meet.


There's music along the river
For Love wanders there,
Pale flowers on his mantle,
Dark leaves on his hair.


All softly playing,
With head to the music bent,
And fingers straying
Upon an instrument.
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Sleep Now, O Sleep Now

Sleep Now, O Sleep Now

Sleep now, O sleep now,
O you unquiet heart!
A voice crying "Sleep now"
Is heard in my heart.


The voice of the winter
Is heard at the door.
O sleep, for the winter
Is crying "Sleep no more."


My kiss will give peace now
And quiet to your heart -- -
Sleep on in peace now,
O you unquiet heart!
178

Silently She's Combing

Silently She's Combing

Silently she's combing,
Combing her long hair
Silently and graciously,
With many a pretty air.


The sun is in the willow leaves
And on the dappled grass,
And still she's combing her long hair
Before the looking-glass.


I pray you, cease to comb out,
Comb out your long hair,
For I have heard of witchery
Under a pretty air,


That makes as one thing to the lover
Staying and going hence,
All fair, with many a pretty air
And many a negligence.
300

Of That So Sweet Imprisonment

Of That So Sweet Imprisonment

Of that so sweet imprisonment
My soul, dearest, is fain -- -
Soft arms that woo me to relent
And woo me to detain.
Ah, could they ever hold me there
Gladly were I a prisoner!


Dearest, through interwoven arms
By love made tremulous,
That night allures me where alarms
Nowise may trouble us;
But lseep to dreamier sleep be wed
Where soul with soul lies prisoned.
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Rain Has Fallen All the Day

Rain Has Fallen All the Day

Rain has fallen all the day.
O come among the laden trees:
The leaves lie thick upon the way
Of memories.


Staying a little by the way
Of memories shall we depart.
Come, my beloved, where I may
Speak to your heart.
172

O Sweetheart, Hear You

O Sweetheart, Hear You

O Sweetheart, hear you
Your lover's tale;
A man shall have sorrow
When friends him fail.


For he shall know then
Friends be untrue
And a little ashes
Their words come to.


But one unto him
Will softly move
And softly woo him
In ways of love.


His hand is under
Her smooth round breast;
So he who has sorrow
Shall have rest.
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Identification and basic context

James Joyce, an Irish novelist, short story writer, poet, and literary critic, is renowned for his experimental works, particularly his stream-of-consciousness technique. His most famous works include *Dubliners* (1914), *A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man* (1916), the collection of short stories *Exiles* (1918), and the revolutionary novels *Ulysses* (1922) and *Finnegans Wake* (1939). He was born in Rathgar, Dublin, Ireland, on February 2, 1882, and died in Zurich, Switzerland, on January 13, 1941. Joyce's family background was middle-class Catholic, and he maintained a complex relationship with his Irish heritage and Catholic upbringing throughout his life. He wrote primarily in English.

Childhood and education

Joyce was born into a rapidly changing Ireland, marked by the decline of Catholic political dominance and the rise of Irish nationalism. His father, John Stanislaus Joyce, was a medical graduate and civil servant, but later faced financial difficulties. Joyce received a rigorous Catholic education, attending the Jesuit-run Belvedere College and subsequently University College Dublin, where he studied modern languages. Despite his academic prowess, he often clashed with the strictures of the Irish Catholic educational system. His early intellectual development was shaped by his extensive reading in Irish and European literature, philosophy, and theology.

Literary trajectory

Joyce's literary career began in his youth with poetry and critical essays. His early prose, such as *A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man*, charts the spiritual and intellectual awakening of a fictional alter ego, Stephen Dedalus. The collection *Dubliners* offered a starkly realistic portrayal of urban life in Dublin, focusing on themes of paralysis and disillusionment. *Ulysses* marked a significant departure, employing a complex structure and stream-of-consciousness technique to chronicle a single day in the lives of Leopold Bloom and Stephen Dedalus, mirroring Homer's *Odyssey*. His final work, *Finnegans Wake*, is known for its extreme linguistic experimentation and dense, multilingual wordplay.

Works, style, and literary characteristics

Joyce's major works include *Dubliners* (1914), *A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man* (1916), *Ulysses* (1922), and *Finnegans Wake* (1939). His dominant themes often revolve around Irish identity, the city of Dublin, exile, paralysis, consciousness, and the human condition. He is most famous for his stream-of-consciousness technique, which attempts to represent the flow of thoughts, feelings, and sensations in the mind. Joyce experimented extensively with form and structure, often challenging traditional narrative conventions. His language is characterized by its density, allusiveness, and innovative use of neologisms and multilingual puns. He embraced both tradition, as seen in his engagement with classical mythology in *Ulysses*, and radical modernity in his linguistic and structural experiments.

Cultural and historical context

Joyce lived through a period of immense social and political upheaval in Ireland, including the Irish Home Rule crisis, the Easter Rising of 1916, and the subsequent War of Independence and Civil War. His work reflects this turbulent context, often offering critiques of Irish nationalism and clericalism. He was part of a generation of Irish writers, including W. B. Yeats and Lady Gregory, who sought to forge a distinct Irish literary identity, though Joyce's exile positioned him somewhat apart from the mainstream. His writings were often controversial and faced censorship due to their perceived obscenity and challenging themes.

Personal life

Joyce's personal life was deeply intertwined with his artistic endeavors. His relationship with Nora Barnacle, whom he met in 1904, was central to his life and work; she became his lifelong partner and muse. They lived in continental Europe for most of their adult lives, in cities like Trieste, Zurich, and Paris, largely by choice, though often in financial hardship. This self-imposed exile profoundly influenced his perspective on Ireland. He struggled with eye diseases for much of his adult life, undergoing numerous surgeries. His relationships with his children, Giorgio and Lucia, were also complex and often fraught.

Recognition and reception

Joyce's work was met with considerable controversy and censorship during his lifetime, particularly *Ulysses*. However, it gradually gained international acclaim and critical recognition. He is now considered one of the most important literary figures of the 20th century. His influence on subsequent generations of writers is immense, and his works are subjects of constant academic study and debate. While popular recognition might be limited by the demanding nature of his later works, his academic and critical standing is unparalleled.

Influences and legacy

Joyce was influenced by a wide range of authors, including Dante Alighieri, Giambattista Vico, Homer, and Henrik Ibsen. His experimental techniques, particularly stream of consciousness, have had a profound impact on modern literature worldwide. He is credited with revolutionizing the novel form and pushing the boundaries of literary expression. His legacy lies in his radical innovation, his intricate explorations of human consciousness, and his enduring fascination with the city of Dublin.

Interpretation and critical analysis

Joyce's works are subjects of continuous critical interpretation. His use of myth, symbolism, and complex narrative structures invites multiple readings. The philosophical and existential themes in his work, such as the nature of identity, the search for meaning, and the experience of exile, continue to be analyzed. Debates often center on the accessibility and ultimate meaning of his most experimental texts, particularly *Finnegans Wake*.

Curiosities and lesser-known aspects

Joyce had a remarkable memory for detail and a keen interest in languages. He was also a talented singer with a baritone voice. His writing habits were intense and disciplined, often involving meticulous research and planning. The sheer linguistic density of *Finnegans Wake* has led to countless attempts at decipherment and interpretation, a testament to its unique and challenging nature.

Death and memory

James Joyce died in Zurich, Switzerland, in 1941, following complications from surgery. His legacy is cemented in literary history, with his works studied extensively and his name synonymous with literary modernism and innovation. Dublin, the city he immortalized, continues to be a pilgrimage site for Joycean scholars and enthusiasts.