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发帖数: 731 | 1 Music, When Soft Voice Die
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Music, when soft voice 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 are gone,
Love itself shall slumber on. |
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