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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Flood

James Joyce

GOLD-BROWN upon the sated flood

The rock-vine clusters lift and sway:

Vast wings above the lambent waters brood

Of sullen day.

A waste of waters ruthlessly

Sways and uplifts its weedy mane,

Where brooding day stares down upon the sea

In dull disdain.

Uplift and sway, O golden vine,

Thy clustered fruits to love’s full flood,

Lambent and vast and ruthless as is thine

Incertitude.