A Flower Given To My Daughter.- James Joyce.

Frail the white rose and frail are
Her hands that gave,

Whose soul is sere and paler
Than time’s wan wave,.

Rosefrail and fair — yet frailest

A wonder wild

In gentle eyes thou veilest,

My blueveined child.

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