by James Joyce (1882 - 1941)

And I have sat amid the turbulent crowd
Language: English 
And I have sat amid the turbulent crowd,
And have assisted at their boisterous play;
I have unbent myself and shouted loud
And been as blatant and as coarse as they.

I have consorted with vulgarity
And am indelibly marked with its fell kiss,
Meanly I lived upon casual charity
Eagerly drinking of the dregs of bliss.

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This text was added to the website: 2012-05-23
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Word count: 57