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A note from Richard

V2Melody will close at midnight on 20 January 2028

This site has been a retirement project in musical poetry: poems chosen with care and set to music, offered freely for as long as it felt right to keep the garden open.

After the death of my mother, the work no longer holds the place it once did in my life. I have gone as far with it as I wish to go. Like a sand mandala, it was made to be completed and then released. I am not attached to its permanence, and I do not believe any of it needs to last beyond the time it was given.

My wife and I are simplifying our days. The server, the monitoring, and the residual obligations that come with keeping a site alive no longer fit the quieter life we want.

From 4 November 2026 I will not be adding new poems or musical poems to the site.

Until midnight on 20 January 2028, Spanish time, everything remains available exactly as it is. That is when my VPS server contract comes to an end, and it will not be renewed. After that, the server will be switched off and the site will disappear.

Thank you to anyone who found a poem, a track, or a quiet moment here.

The pleasure was in the making.

Richard


William Habington — a remark

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“Neither can discontent find entrance into that soul who by a just valuation of what is transitory resolves fortune hath not in her gift what may ennoble, nor in her rage what may debase a well ordered mind.”

On the freedom of a rightly ordered mind from the gifts or blows of fortune · To the Reader, Observations upon History

William Habington

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William Habington

4 November 1605–30 November 1654

In the rich tapestry of seventeenth-century English poetry, William Habington occupies a distinctive position—neither as celebrated as John Donne nor as experimental as George Herbert, yet possessing a unique voice that championed marital love and spiritual devotion with rare sincerity. His story unfolds against the…

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