The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—
See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would 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 (1792-1822), "Love's Philosophy." I haven't posted any Shelley since "Ozymandias" in 2009, which is kind of bonkers, but it is also fundamentally true that Percy is the inferior Shelley. Mary 100% all the way.
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