"Music, When Soft Voices Die" by Percy Bysshe Shelley
0 views
Skip to first unread message
Aziz Minat
Dec 9, 2014, 10:52:58 AM12/9/14
to Unitee english club
"Music, When Soft Voices Die" by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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.
--
Regards,
Aziz Minat.
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.
--
Regards,
Aziz Minat.
Reply all
Reply to author
Forward
0 new messages