The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In another’s being mingle–
Why not I with thine?
See, the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower could be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;–
What is all this sweet work worth,
If thou kiss not me?
– Percy Bysshe Shelley
sigh… For those few who are still in love with love, Shelley can still tell it like it is.
Comment by Cindy — March 10, 2008 @ 2:22 pm
it’s a beautiful poem
we can see Shelly pursued the ture love ,indeed,he did so in his own life.
what is ture love?
i still look for it…
Comment by lila — April 9, 2008 @ 2:07 am
Truly moving!
Gobsmacked.
Would like to hear some more.
Comment by 1ofakindsir — May 29, 2008 @ 12:33 am
could this be a marriage of words? I ask not myself but…
Comment by 1ofakindsir — May 29, 2008 @ 12:39 am