“Music, When Soft Voices Die”: Frank Bridge’s Setting of Shelley

“Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory.”

These are the opening lines of Percy Bysshe Shelley’s famous 1824 poem, a meditation on the eternal nature of memory, sensation, and love.

English composer Frank Bridge (1879-1941) created an a cappella choral setting of the poem in 1907. The opening phrases pay homage to the English madrigal tradition. Visions of mortality are painted tonally with a plaintive sighing gesture. The final notes drift into a serene and blissful eternal sleep.

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory;
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heap’d for the belovèd’s bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

– Percy Bysshe Shelley

Recordings

  • Bridge: Music, When Soft Voices Die, H.31 Tenebrae, Nigel Short Hyperion Records

Featured Image: “The Bridge, Bridgnorth” (1901), Philip Wilson Steer

About Timothy Judd

A native of Upstate New York, Timothy Judd has been a member of the Richmond Symphony violin section since 2001. He is a graduate of the Eastman School of Music where he earned the degrees Bachelor of Music and Master of Music, studying with world renowned Ukrainian-American violinist Oleh Krysa.

The son of public school music educators, Timothy Judd began violin lessons at the age of four through Eastman’s Community Education Division. He was a student of Anastasia Jempelis, one of the earliest champions of the Suzuki method in the United States.

A passionate teacher, Mr. Judd has maintained a private violin studio in the Richmond area since 2002 and has been active coaching chamber music and numerous youth orchestra sectionals.

In his free time, Timothy Judd enjoys working out with Richmond’s popular SEAL Team Physical Training program.

1 thought on ““Music, When Soft Voices Die”: Frank Bridge’s Setting of Shelley”

  1. Such a beautiful musical tribute to the great poet! Added to my “favorites” playlist!

    Listening to this piece resurfaced a memory of the tragic circumstances surrounding Shelley’s death. Days after his boat capsized in a storm, his decomposed body washed up on shore. As the story goes, Edward Trelawny, a close friend of Shelley’s, identified his body upon finding a book of poetry by Keats in Shelley’s pocket. I love this story and will continue to believe as I listen and re-listen to this lovely piece of music.

    Then there’s another story. It’s also been claimed that Shelley’s heart was retrieved from the funeral pyre and given to his wife, Mary Shelley. After which, she wrapped the heart in one of his poems and kept it with her for the rest of her life. As the author of Frankenstein, it just might be true.

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