THIS HEART THAT FLUTTERS NEAR MY HEART

by: James Joyce (1882-1941)

      HIS heart that flutters near my heart
      My hope and all my riches is,
      Unhappy when we draw apart
      And happy between kiss and kiss;
      My hope and all my riches--yes!--
      And all my happiness.
       
      For there, as in some mossy nest
      The wrens will divers treasures keep,
      I laid those treasures I possessed
      Ere that mine eyes had learned to weep.
      Shall we not be as wise as they
      Though love live but a day?

"This heart that flutters near my heart" is reprinted from Chamber Music. James Joyce. London: Elkin Mathews, 1907.

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