"The Poet's Corner..."

"What Counsel Has the Hooded Moon"

What counsel has the hooded moon 

Put in thy heart, my shyly sweet, 

Of Love in ancient plenilune, 

Glory and stars beneath his feet -- - 

A sage that is but kith and kin 

With the comedian Capuchin? 

Believe me rather that am wise 

In disregard of the divine, 

A glory kindles in those eyes 

Trembles to starlight. Mine, O Mine! 

No more be tears in moon or mist 

For thee, sweet sentimentalist. 

James Joyce