“This summer night deep down under the stars was all the things you would ever feel or see or hear in your life, drowning you all at once.”
— Ray Bradbury, from Dandelion Wine
“I can feel the daisies growing over me.”
— John Keats’s (1795-1821) last words
The Picture of Dorian Gray + Music.
Schumann’sForest Scenes:He was seated at the piano, with his back to them, turning over the pages of a volume of Schumann’s “Forest Scenes.” “You must lend me these, Basil,” he cried. “I want to learn them. They are perfectly charming.”
Wagner’sTannhäuser: Yet, after some time, he wearied of them, and would sit in his box at the Opera, either alone or with Lord Henry, listening in rapt pleasure to “Tannhäuser,” and seeing in the prelude to that great work of art a presentation of the tragedy of his own soul.
Chopin’sNocturnes:“Let us have our coffee in the music-room, Dorian. You must play Chopin to me. The man with whom my wife ran away played Chopin exquisitely.”