"Whatever may be his [man's] true and final destination, there is a spirit within him at enmity with nothingness and dissolution (change and extincti… - Percy Bysshe Shelley

To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;
To forgive wrongs darker than death or night;
To defy Power, which seems omnipotent;
To love, and bear; to hope till Hope creates
From it's own wreck the thing it contemplates;
Neither to change, not 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

Love's very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.

to hope til Hope creates from its own wreak the thing it contemplates;