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Percy Bysshe Shelley: Music, when soft voices die

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 heaped for the beloved’s bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

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This entry was posted on June 23, 2015 by in Inspiration and tagged , , , , , , , , , .
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