Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.

Music when Soft Voices die (To –)
by Percy Bysshe Shelley

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 heaped for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

My music selection today is Mozart’s Clarinet Concerto in A Major, K 622: II. Adagio, performed by Thomas Friedli. For J.

Kind Regards.

34 thoughts on “Soft Voices

  1. Perfect music for the poem! I love this movement of this concerto.
    Funnily (or not), I don’t remember this Shelley poem although Wiki says it is “one of the most anthologised, influential, and well-known of Shelley’s works”. Now I know and am better educated.

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  2. Thanks so much for sharing such a beautiful piece of music, Tracy. When my daughter played clarinet in high school, she would play this and, hearing it running aound in my head day after day, it turned out to be a great inspiration when I wrote my first story.

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