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Portrait of Mlle Rachel, by William Etty
James Joyce

James Joyce

Be Not Sad

Be not sad because all men
Prefer a lying clamour before you:
Sweetheart, be at peace again—
Can they dishonour you?
 
They are sadder than all tears;
Their lives ascend as a continual sigh.
Proudly answer to their tears:
As they deny, deny.

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