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Lean out of the window,
Goldenhair,
I hear you singing
A merry air.
My book was closed,
I read no more,
Watching the fire dance
On the floor.
I have left my book,
I have left my room,
For I heard you singing
Through the gloom.
Singing and singing
A merry air,
Lean out of the window,
Goldenhair.
Lean Out Of The Window
James Joyce
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Poem topics: dance, fire, room, hear, floor, book, merry, window, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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