Mercury Day poetry, with audio!

Today’s poem is from Confluence Countdown favorite Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822). This sonnet is a personal favorite of mine, and a source of much dismay when I was younger (I got a D+ on my first essay as an English major, and it was on this sonnet). For a very long time, I thought I was alone in my love of it, but recently I heard indie band Hundred Waters’ version. It was so lovely, I thought I’d share both with you. First, the sonnet:

“Lift Not the Painted Veil”

Lift not the painted veil which those who live
Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there,
And it but mimic all we would believe
With colours idly spread,—behind, lurk Fear
And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave
Their shadows, o’er the chasm, sightless and drear.
I knew one who had lifted it—he sought,
For his lost heart was tender, things to love,
But found them not, alas! nor was there aught
The world contains, the which he could approve.
Through the unheeding many he did move,
A splendour among shadows, a bright blot
Upon this gloomy scene, a Spirit that strove
For truth, and like the Preacher found it not.

And now, Hundred Waters’ acoustic version:

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