As Notes...

Are we not formed, as notes of music are,
For one another, though dissimilar?
~Percy Bysshe Shelley

Art Childe Hassam~The Song>
On the playlist..Song to the Moon.
Translation lyrics

Silver moon upon the deep dark sky,
Through the vast night pierce your rays.
This sleeping world you wander by,
Smiling on man's homes and ways.
Oh moon ere past you glide, tell me,
Tell me, oh where does my loved one bide?
Oh moon ere past you glide, tell me
Tell me, oh where does my loved one bide?
Tell him, oh tell him, my silver moon,
Mine are the arms that shall hold him,
That between waking and sleeping he may
Think of the love that enfolds him,
May between waking and sleeping
Think of the love that enfolds him.
Light his path far away, light his path,
Tell him, oh tell him who does for him stay!
Human soul, should it dream of me, Let my memory wakened be.
Moon, moon, oh do not wane, do not wane,
Moon, oh moon, do not wane....


Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

I am going to be posting on words.....these words here are symphony, a sweet union of parts that make up a whole that brings such delight and meaning....just marvelous dearest one! And thank you for visiting Dolly Bear! She will miss you, but she knows that when you come back, you will bring her Mozes and his magic wings! Have a magical joy ride with the music this weekend my friend. Anita

GrandmaK said...

Thank you for this bit of beauty with which I start my day!! God Bless! Cathy

Miss Sandra said...

So lovely! Tis the perfect symphony for my day.

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

Oh precious.....I just came by for some inspiration and sweet music and I saw your "inspiration" corner....oh my goodness, I am so honored that moi, I am on there...and Sir Rattus!!! I am honored and so touched. Oh what a lovely song that is playing at the moment....I am enjoying a lovely warm day with many robins to watch bobbing up and down listening for worms. Happy weekend sweet one. Anita

Angelsdoor * Penny said...

Dear Dutchess
Beautiful music and words... Lucia had a voice that touches your soul. I could sit here and listen all evening.