Portrait by Alfred Clint (after Amelia Curran 1819)

Percy Bysshe Shelley
(*4. August 1792 Field Place, Sussex - †8. Juli 1822 ViareggioToskana)

When the lamp is shattered 

The light in the dust lies dead — 
When the cloud is scattered, 
The rainbow's glory is shed. 
When the lute is broken, 
Sweet tones are remembered not; 
When the lips have spoken, 
Loved accents are soon forgot.

Music, When Soft Voices Die (1824)

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 heap'd for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.