Winds of May

James JoyceJames Joyce

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Winds of May, that dance on the sea,
Dancing a ring-around in glee
From furrow to furrow, while overhead
The foam flies up to be garlanded,
In silvery arches spanning the air,
Saw you my true love anywhere?
Welladay! Welladay!
For the winds of May!
Love is unhappy when love is away!
James Joyce
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James Joyce

1882 - 1941/Male/IrishA novelist, short story writer, and poet, James Augustine Aloysius Joyce contributed to the modernist avant-garde.

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