Sonnet 8: Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
William Shakespeare
Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy.
Why lov'st thou that which thou receiv'st not gladly,
Or else receiv'st with pleasure thine annoy?
If the true concord of well-tunèd sounds,
By unions married, do offend thine ear,
They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds
In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear.
Mark how one string, sweet husband to another,
Strikes each in each by mutual ordering,
Resembling sire and child and happy mother,
Who, all in one, one pleasing note do sing;
Whose speechless song being many, seeming one,
Sings this to thee: "Thou single wilt prove none."
Why did it take me so long to discover head phones for the digital piano* we hire?
Now Little Wanna can also 'practice' as much she wishes, Ro-Ro can goof off playing DJ with the synthesised sound effects and Charley can improvise to her heart's content - without frying my nerves. Magic.
*In anticipation of graduating to a far more dignified ebony Yamaha upright should there be an evident commitment to music lessons. Why are digital pianos and keyboards sooo ugly? Here's another design challenge for an enterprising creative type.
