有一首雪莱的诗 只有中文有朋友知道英文内容吗

TO ——：

MUSIC, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory;
Odors, 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．

TO
--:
MUSIC,
when
soft
voices
die,
Vibrates
in
the
memory;
Odors,
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.