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Sleep now, you unquiet heart
Rain has fallen all the day.
O come among the laden trees:
The leaves lie thick upon the way
Of memories.

Staying a little by the way
Of memories shall we depart.
Come, my beloved, where I may
Speak to your heart.

James Joyce

For those of us who have struggled to make sense of Joyce's novels such as Ulysses and Finnegan's Wake- with all its attendant fragmentations, literary allusions, streams of consciousness and opacities of style and technique- this is refreshingly straightforward and heartfelt.