At that hour when all things have repose

James Joyce

1882 to 1941

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At that hour when all things have repose,
     lonely watcher of the skies,
    Do you hear night wind and the sighs
Of harps playing unto to unclose
    The pale gates of sunrise?

When things repose, do you alone
    Awake to hear sweet harps play
    To Love before him on way,
And the night wind answering in antiphon
     night is overgone?

Play on, invisible harps, unto Love,
    Whose way in heaven is aglow
    At that when soft lights come and go,
Soft sweet music the air above
    And in the earth below.