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" 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... "
The Living Age ... - Страница 197
1874
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Posthumous Poems

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 415 страници
...engraven. Girt by many an azure wave With which the clouds and mountains pave A lake's blue chasm. TO Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory—...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....

Miscellaneous Poems

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 144 страници
...Of hopes and fears, which fade and flee In the light of life's dim morning. November 5th, 1817. TO. Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose Icaxcs, whon the rose is dead, A re heaped for the beloved's bed ; And >o thy thoughts, when thoii...

The Pocket Magazine

1827
...that occasioned it, but will live in our own breasts, and in the recollection of others long after. ' Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken.' JAMES FITZJAMES. HAS I. AN CHE RAY. THE HERO OF CIRCAS8IA. A NOTIC E of this interesting personage,...

Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the ..., Том 1

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 440 страници
...memory yet." The pieces, that call to mind Beaumont and Fletcher, are such as the following : — " Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. " Rose-leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap'd for the beloved's bed ; And so thy thoughts, when...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 607 страници
...in the memory — Odors, when sweet violeta sicken, Uve within the seme they quicken. Rose-leaves, onversation is a sort of intoxication ; men are held...spell. líe has travelled much; and there is an ine »lumber on. TIME. vfiTHOMABLE Sea '. whose wave» are years, Orean of Time, whose waters of deep woe...

The Book of Days: A Miscellany of Popular Antiquities in Connection ..., Том 2

Robert Chambers - 1832
...manner. We may append, in conclusion, Shelley's own lines: ' Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates on the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, •Live within the sense they quicken. THE BOOK OF DAYS. DISSOLUTION OT WALSISGHAM PBIORT. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Aie heaped...

The Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, with His Life

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1834 - 1004 страници
...Girt by many an azure wave With which the clouds and mountains pive A lake's blue chasm. TO Mussc, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours,...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 slumher...

Southern Literary Messenger, Том 2

1835
...passages, of whose exquisite beauty she has evidently not the slightest comprehension. She commences with "Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken." " Sicken" is here italicized ; and the author of the lt Poetry of Life" thinks the word so undeniably...

The Poetry of Life, Том 1

Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1835 - 336 страници
...liberty " staring," are suftiVOL. I. O ciently absurd to destroy the sublimity of the poem. To . •' Music, when soft voices die, ' ' Vibrates in the memory — " Odours, when sweet violets tiekea. " Live within the sense they quicken." A DIRGE. « * » • » " Ere the sun through heaven...

A Garland of Love, Wreathed of Pleasant Flowers, Gathered in the Field of ...

Garland - 1836 - 219 страници
...the earth, And the moon-beams kiss the sea, What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me ? Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose-leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap'd for the beloved's bed ; And so thy thoughts, when thou...




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