Wednesday, 19 June 2013

when soft voices die

MUSIC, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory;
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heap'd for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.
      Percy Bysshe Shelley


  1. Wow! What poetry! Percy Bysshe Shelley has a "Shakespeare flair" in him, in a way that his verse imparts a share of immortality to the person he's addressing in the poem :) :)

    I would read more of his poems! :)

    Did Shelley write this poem for a friend or for family? Or did he write this for a person he was romantically in love with? :)

    1. He wrote it for his wife after she had died; Mary Shelley who wrote Frankenstein, a great part of the Romantic movement as well.

  2. Yes, I have watched a feature on her on the video that you sent to me about Romantics and Nature :) Have you yourself read Frankenstein? I assume it is not among your type of stories?

    It is great how Shelley could transform a very sad thought into a positive emotion :) I think it is what love always does----it turns sadness, sorrow, even tragedy, into something one could in some ways appreciate :) :)

    1. Yes I have read Frankenstein, it is a genius piece of literature, and it is Romantic literature because it has a very important lesson to teach the world, that being that man should not play around with nature! Frankenstein creates a monster out of ambition and drive for success, but when the creature is created all he longs for is love and Frankenstein cannot give to his creation what he should. It is very sad and dismal but it has a great moral to it.

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    3. Men play around with nature because some thinks that it is for the sake of progress... But this "progress" thing could even lead to men's destruction :(

      Why can't people just live as cozily as the Hobbits in the Shire? Yes, live in coziness and love. I think what real "progress" is, is none other than love. I believe that to love is the aim of life, and it is also its fulfillment :)