James Joyce Quotes

Towards Dawn He Awoke. O What Sweet Music! His Soul Was All Dewy Wet. Over His Limbs In Sleep Pale Cool Waves Of Light Had Passed. He Lay Still, As If His Soul Lay Amid Cool Waters, Conscious Of Faint Sweet Music. His Mind Was Waking Slowly To A Tremulous Morning Knowledge, A Morning Inspiration. A Spirit Filled Him, Pure As The Purest Water, Sweet As Dew, Moving As Music. But How Faintly It Was Inbreathed, How Passionlessly, As If The Seraphim Themselves Were Breathing Upon Him! His Soul Was Waking Slowly, Fearing To Awake Wholly. It Was That Windless Hour Of Dawn When Madness Wakes And Strange Plants Open To The Light And The Moth Flies Forth Silently.

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