Percy Bysshe Shelley - Music, When Soft Voices die 汉译

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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 slumber on.

歌喉歇了，韵在心头，紫罗兰病了，香气犹留

蔷薇谢后，叶子还多，铺叶成茵，留给有情人坐

你去之后，情思常在，魂梦相依，慰此孤单的爱

（胡适 译）