Strew on her roses, roses,
And never a spray of yew:
In quiet she reposes;
Ah! would that I did too!
Her mirth the world required;
She bathed it in smiles of glee.
But her heart was tired, tired,
And now they let her be.
Her life was turning, turning,
In mazes of heat and sound;
But for peace her soul was yearning,
And now peace laps her round.
Her cabined, ample spirit,
It fluttered and failed for breath;
To-night it doth inherit
The vasty hall of death.
I am busy working to bring Matthew Arnold's "Requiescat" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you soon.
At V2Melody, each arrangement is crafted with care through a thoughtful partnership of human artistry and technological innovation. This process involves:
This creative journey takes time—each composition represents hours of dedicated work to create something that deepens our connection to Matthew Arnold's words in meaningful ways.
While you wait for the complete interpretation, I invite you to explore other musical arrangements in my gallery or learn more about Matthew Arnold's life and contributions to literature.
Check back soon to experience how "Requiescat" transforms when verse meets melody—a unique journey that makes poetry accessible, engaging, and profoundly moving in new ways.