Shakespearean Variation: Sonnet 8
Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
The music of the spheres themselves is joy;
the planets beat their steady tones most gladly,
and nothing can their metronome annoy.
'Tis true, there can be sorrow in some sounds,
but this is sorrow only of the ear;
the heart will joy in tears, though this confounds
the fools who cannot paradoxes bear.
Souls delight in playing to another;
societies form by such ordering;
lullaby is the speech of the mother;
and all the world exists as it does sing.
-- Then let us sing together, one on one,
for without singing love is known of none.
