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James Joyce

James Joyce

Ecce Puer

Of the dark past
A child is born;
With joy and grief
My heart is torn.
 
Calm in his cradle
The living lies.
May love and mercy
Unclose his eyes!
 
Young life is breathed
On the glass;
The world that was not
Comes to pass.
 
A child is sleeping:
An old man gone.
O, father forsaken,
Forgive your son!

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