Last August I wrote briefly about poetry after reading some of the poems in Poems that make grown men cry. I really hope to value and read more poetry in my semi retirement.
So writing in today's I, Ben Holden, who co-athured both books with his father, writes...
'This collection continually ambushed us during its compilation..... in line with Alexander Pope's famous observation that poetry captures, 'what oft was thought, but ne'er so well expressed".'
Judy Dench's choice is so touching, 'So,we'll go no more a roving' by Lord Byron. She tells us that her late husband used to recite this when the pair were giving performances together. However she was never able to continue if he recited this first so it always had to come last. Otherwise, 'it reduced me to tears, so much so that I was unable to continue the recital if it were my turn next.'
SO, we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.