ϟ The Grammar of Light
Even barely enough light to find a mouth,
and bless both with a meaningless O, teaches,
Western wind, when wilt thou blow,
The small rain down can rain.
Christ, if my love were in my arms,
And I in my bed again. —Untitled, Anon, before 1530
The small rain down can rain.
Christ, if my love were in my arms,
And I in my bed again. —Untitled, Anon, before 1530
ϟ Bid Adieu to Maidenhood by James Joyce
Bid adieu, adieu, adieu,
Bid adieu to girlish days,
Happy Love is come to woo
Thee and woo thy girlish ways—
The zone that doth become thee fair,
The snood upon thy yellow hair,