{"id":7207,"date":"2021-04-23T21:40:54","date_gmt":"2021-04-23T20:40:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stuartpoetry.art\/?p=7207"},"modified":"2021-04-23T21:53:05","modified_gmt":"2021-04-23T20:53:05","slug":"princess-charlotte","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/2021\/04\/23\/princess-charlotte\/","title":{"rendered":"Princess Charlotte"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Shelley and I quote once said<\/p>\n<p><em>The Princess Charlotte is dead<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>She no longer moves nor thinks nor feels<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>She is inanimate as the clay &#8211;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Please stop<\/p>\n<p>Why<\/p>\n<p>It is too gruesome<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Today I found found a goldfinch which had been mortally injured by a car<\/p>\n<p>Tears were running down my face<\/p>\n<p>But it was not for the wretched creature<\/p>\n<p>I was weeping as I knew that its beauty would quickly fade<\/p>\n<p>The Princess Charlotte was a beautiful woman<\/p>\n<p>Would you have wept for her<\/p>\n<p>Without sounding fragile I weep frequently when beauty overcomes me<\/p>\n<p>It drowns me I am often suffocated by its perfumes be they imagined or real<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Shelley drowned in the July of 1822 he had originally travelled to Livorno to meet Leigh-Hunt and Byron<\/p>\n<p>All went well aboard the <em>Don Juan\u00a0<\/em>on the outward journey but disaster struck on the return journey<\/p>\n<p>He and a friend drowned when their boat sank in a sudden storm on the 7th of July<\/p>\n<p>This is pretty common knowledge but the accident robbed the world one of its most original minds<\/p>\n<p>His loss was recorded by a number of his friends in surprising detail<\/p>\n<p>I was in Italy in 1822 and met him briefly and after a while\u00a0 he asked if I knew Jane<\/p>\n<p>Jane was my oldest friend was my answer<\/p>\n<p>He then gave me this poem which I have held dear throughout all my travels<\/p>\n<p>It is time to pass it to you as we may not see each other for many years<\/p>\n<p>What is the poem called<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>To Jane<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The keen stars were twinkling\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>And the fair moon was rising among them\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Dear Jane\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The guitar was tinkling\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>But the notes were not sweet till you sung them\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Again<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It is a short poem<\/p>\n<p>And it mentions you by name<\/p>\n<p>Shelley liked you<\/p>\n<p>But I never had the pleasure of meeting him<\/p>\n<p>Do you dream<\/p>\n<p>I do<\/p>\n<p>Then you would have met him many times<\/p>\n<p>But I would have remembered our meeting<\/p>\n<p>Dreams fade dear Jane they do not linger in the dawn<\/p>\n<p>What is your acquaintance Viola<\/p>\n<p>He is a dear friend<\/p>\n<p>We dined just two days ago<\/p>\n<p>I knew then that I was about to travel<\/p>\n<p>So I made my excuses and left his Italian walls<\/p>\n<p>The news of his death reached me during the latter part of my journey<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Shelley and I quote once said The Princess Charlotte is dead She no longer moves nor thinks nor feels She is inanimate as the clay &#8211; Please stop Why It is too gruesome &nbsp; Today I found found a goldfinch which had been mortally injured by a car Tears were running down my face But [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7207"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7207"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7207\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7207"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7207"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7207"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}