by James Joyce (1882 - 1941)

What counsel has the hooded moon
Language: English 
Available translation(s): FRE
What counsel has the hooded moon
    Put in thy heart, my shyly sweet, 
Of Love in ancient plenilune,
    Glory and stars beneath his feet -- - 
A sage that is but kith and kin
    With the comedian Capuchin?

Believe me rather that am wise
    In disregard of the divine, 
A glory kindles in those eyes
    Trembles to starlight. Mine, O Mine! 
No more be tears in moon or mist
For thee, sweet sentimentalist.

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This text was added to the website: 2008-01-24
Line count: 12
Word count: 72