March 12, 2009

March The Twelfth

On Hearing A Symphony of Beethoven

SWEET sounds, oh, beautiful music, do not cease!
Reject me not into the world again.
With you alone is excellence and peace.
Mankind made plausible, his purpose plain.
Enchanted in your air benign and shrewd,
With limbs a-sprawl and empty faces pale,
The spiteful and the stingy and the rude
Sleep like the scullions in the fairy-tale.
This moment is the best the world can give:
The tranquil blossom on the tortured stem.
Reject me not, sweet sounds; oh, let me live,
Till Doom espy my towers and scatter them,
A city spell-bound under the aging sun.
Music my rampart, and my only one.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

1 comment:

  1. this is an interesting thought - meets me with my empowering partnerships and alliances I want to create! Sweet sounds - pardon me, I forgot you......by the way, the music thatI do not want to cease in this very moment is:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J2z34uSP5H8
    like your blog

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