...As aught dark, vain and dull, Basking in what is beautiful, Is full of light and love. TO . Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory ; Odours,...thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. LINES WRITTEN ON HEARING THE 'NEWS OF THE DEATH OP NAPOLEON. WHAT ! alive and so bold,...

...and shadows, of misery and folly, of laughter and tears, of groans and death. Jeremy Taylor. Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours,...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Eose-leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap'd for the beloved's bed ; And so thy thoughts, when thou...

...That less is more than need, and more is less 'I ban the great heart's goodwill. SYDNEY DOBEIX. Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours...they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap'd for the beloved's bed ; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on....

...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...thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. SHELLEY. THERANIA. UNKNOWN Belov'd One ! to the mellow season Branches in the lawn make...

...kaleidoscope which reflects what is before it in an infinite variety of new forms and dispositions."3 " Music when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory ; Odours,...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken." — Shelley. See Hunt, Imagination and Fancy; Wordsworth, Preface to Lyrical Ballads; Edin. Revicw...

...imagination in relation to two other senses is accurately described in the lines of Shelley— " Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours,...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken." f Elements of the Philosophy of the Human Mind, part i., chap. 3. memory, or be reproduced in the mind...

...And the moonbeams kiss the sea ; What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me ? TO Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours,...thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. 1821. LINES TO AN INDIAN AIK. I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night,...

...the moonbeams kiss the sea ; What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me ? 1820 TO Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory ; Odours,...thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. 1821. LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night,...

...give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. * W. Wordsworth Is lovely yet; CCLXXXVIII Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory— Odours,...they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap'd for the beloved's bed ; And so thy thoughts, when Thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on....

...successors of the present time, and give them a fragrance that our exhausted organs cannot supply. Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory. Odours,...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. SHELLEY. And now by degrees the action of all our senses is impaired ; the things we once so much relished...