Sweet in her green dell the flower of beauty slumbers, Lull'd by the faint breezes sighing through her hair; Sleeps she and hears not the melancholy numbers Breathed to my sad lute 'mid the lonely air.
About this quote
- What does it mean?
- A beautiful flower sleeps peacefully in its garden, unaware of the sad music played nearby.
- In plain terms
- A lovely flower rests in the breeze while a person plays sad music to it.
- What can you take from it?
- Beauty exists peacefully even while others mourn nearby.
Where it applies
Putting it to work
Questions to consider
- How does nature respond to human emotion?
- Can beauty exist without awareness?
Another view
The flower does not actually hear or respond to the music.
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