Tuesday, August 01, 2006

euterpe


Euterpe glanced her fingers o'er her lute
And lightly waked it to a cheerful strain
Then laid it by, and took the mellow flute
Whose softly flowing warble filled the plain;
It was a lay that roused the drooping soul,
And bade the tear of sorrow cease to flow;
From shady woods the nymphs enchanted stole,
while laughing cupids bent the silver bow
Fluttering like fays that flit in Luna's softened glow

from An Ode To Music
James G Percival
Euterpe (by the way) is the muse from greek mythology, for music.

5 comments:

Gina Cuff said...

I love these words, they give me cold shivers and I like the image you created to illustrate the words.

Josh said...

very cool image.

Joy Eliz said...

Absolutely Beautiful!!!

Karen Jinks said...

this is beautiful and ethereal, really suits the lyrics.

Debbie said...

I love how you layered over the music sheet - the transparency level is exactly right! Great interpretation of the music - wonderful!