O Sweetheart, Hear You

Poem by James Joyce
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.
(Contributed by daniel on Wednesday, March 23rd, 2011)
 
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