Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875.
Percy Bysshe Shelley CCLXXXVIII. Music, when soft voices dieM
Vibrates in the memory;
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken;
Are heap’d for the belovèd’s bed:
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.