From Prometheus Unbound

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 

Life may change, but it may fly not;
Hope may vanish, but can die not;
Truth be veiled, but still it burneth;
Love repulsed -but it returneth.

By: Percy Bysshe Shelly

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