Sunday, 30 December 2012

There is sweet music here that softer...

Some poets have made enough from one lyric to buy houses - Tennyson purchased Farringford House on the Isle of Wight on the back of Come into the Garden Maud (and of course Walter Scott purchased Abbotsford after publishing and bestselling the Lady of the Lake.)

A choral version of There is sweet music here another popular lyric of Tennyson's can be found here; it is just one version of many. Or make your own...and send it to us.

There is sweet music here that softer falls
Than petals from blown roses on the grass,
Or night-dews on still waters between walls
Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass;
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies,
Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes;
Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies.
Here are cool mosses deep,
And thro' the moss the ivies creep,
And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep,
And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep.

from the Lotos Eaters Alfred Lord Tennyson

Details of other versions can be found here

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