My dove, my beautiful one

	My dove, my beautiful one	dem Chor Ars Cantandi gewidmet
	for choir (SATB) and harp or piano	lyrics by James Joyce music by Roberto Di Marino

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