PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

from Prometheus Unbound

To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;

To forgive wrongs darker than death or nights;

To defy Power, which seems omnipotent;

To love, and bear; to Hope till Hope creates

From its own wreck the thing it contemplates;

Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent;

This, like thy glory, Titan is to be

Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free;

This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory.