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Friday, 20 July 2012

Beethoven by John Todhunter

Music as of the winds they awake,
Wailing, in the mid forest; music that raves
Like moonless tides about forlorn sea-caves
On desolate shores, where swell weird songs, and break
In peals of demon laughter; chords athirst
With restless anguish of divine desires―
The voice of a vexed soul ere it aspires
With a great cry for light; anon a burst
Of passionate joy―fierce joy of conscious might.
Down-sinking in voluptuous luxury;
Rich harmonies full-pulsed with deep delight,
And melodies dying deliciously
As odorous sighs breathed through the quiet night
By violets.  Thus Beethoven speaks for me.

From:  Todhunter, John. Laurella and Other Poems, 1876, Henry & King & Co: London,p. 219.

Date: 1876

By: John Todhunter (1839-1916)