Treasure Island

Percy Bysshe Shelley

(1792-1822 / Horsham / England)

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.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Edited: Sunday, May 08, 2011

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