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.

Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,<br />Are heaped for the beloved's bed;<br />And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,<br />Love itself shall slumber on. - Percy Bysshe Shelley

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