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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHAMBER MUSIC: 15, by JAMES JOYCE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: From dewy dreams, my soul, arise Last Line: Begin (innumerous!) to be heard. Subject(s): Morning | |||
From dewy dreams, my soul, arise, From love's deep slumber and from death, For lo! the trees are full of sighs Whose leaves the morn admonisheth. Eastward the gradual dawn prevails Where softly-burning fires appear, Making to tremble all those veils Of grey and golden gossamer. While sweetly, gently, secretly, The flowery bells of morn are stirred And the wise choirs of faery Begin (innumerous!) to be heard. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WHARF ON THAMES-SIDE: WINTER DAWN by LAURENCE BINYON POEM BEFORE BREAKFAST by TED KOOSER I'VE BEEN ASLEEP by PHILIP LEVINE SPRNG DAY: BREAKFAST TABLE by AMY LOWELL THE WAYSIDE STATION by EDWIN MUIR CHAMBER MUSIC: 7 by JAMES JOYCE A MEMORY OF THE PLAYERS IN A MIRROR AT MIDNIGHT by JAMES JOYCE |
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