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Thursday, April 23, 2015

25. Music, when soft voices die

This poem by Shelley... I found it first on an lp my parents had, Vincent Price (!) reads Shelley.

I've always felt it had a kinship with Bécquer's: "Los suspiros son aire..."

It was my Platonic idea of the perfect lyric poem.

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