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My dove, my beautiful one,
Arise, arise!
The night-dew lies
Upon my lips and eyes.

The odorous winds are weaving
A music of sighs:
Arise, arise,
My dove, my beautiful one!
I wait by the cedar tree,
My sister, my love,
White breast of the dove,
My breast shall be your bed.

The pale dew lies
Like a veil on my head.
My fair one, my fair dove,
Arise, arise!

James Joyce (from Chamber Music)
First Performance:: April 4, 2008 - Kulturzentrum Grand Hotel, Dobbiaco, Italy
 Performer: Chor Ars Cantandi