Poetry

“Love’s Philosophy” by Percy Bysshe Shelley.

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?

Poetry

“Good-Night” by Percy Bysshe Shelley.

Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill
Which severs those it should unite;
Let us remain together still,
Then it will be good night.

How can I call the lone night good,
Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight?
Be it not said, thought, understood—
Then it will be—good night.

To hearts which near each other move
From evening close to morning light,
The night is good; because, my love,
They never say good-night.