Chamber Music

I

James Joyce


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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