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Prometheus Unbound

Prometheus Unbound. By: Percy Bysshe Shelley Presented by: Javier Moreno Theme: Love conquers all. Prologue. "A new species would bless me as its creator and source; many happy and excellent natures would owe their being to me ". – Victor Frankenstein.

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Prometheus Unbound

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  1. Prometheus Unbound By: Percy Bysshe Shelley Presented by: Javier Moreno Theme: Love conquers all

  2. Prologue "A new species would bless me as its creator and source; many happy and excellent natures would owe their being to me". – Victor Frankenstein

  3. Until the mind can love, and admire, and trust, and hope, and endure, reasoned principles of moral conduct are seeds cast upon the highway of life which the unconscious passenger tramples into dust.

  4. In each human heart terror survives The ravin it has gorged: the loftiest fear All that they would disdain to think were true: Hypocrisy and custom make their minds The fanes of many a worship, now outworn. They dare not devise good for man’s estate, And yet they know not that they do not dare. The good want power, but to weep barren tears. The powerful goodness want: worse need for them. The wise want love; and those who love want wisdom; And all best things are thus confused to ill.

  5. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see, what things they be; But from these create he can Forms more real than living man, Nurslings of immortality! All spirits are enslaved which serve things evil. All love is sweet, Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.

  6. Death is the veil which those who live call life; They sleep, and it is lifted. Soul meets soul on lovers' lips. Love, from its awful throne of patient power In the wise heart, from the last giddy hour Of dread endurance, from the slippery, steep, And narrow verge of crag-like agony, springs And folds over the world its healing wings.

  7. 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 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!

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