“Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“If you and I are resting or shirking or slacking, his Spirit is nevertheless on the move with somebody else somewhere else,… — Fleming Rutledge Copy Share Image
Image of rugged cliffs And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“ Oh, Man in the Moon " "Oh, man in the moon, send an evening star to wink at my dreary eyes,… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
