MUSIC, WHEN SOFT VOICES DIE
by: Percy Bysshe Shelly
(1792-1822)
 USIC, when
soft voices die,
- Vibrates in the memory;
- Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
- Live within the sense they quicken.
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- 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.
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