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 another's being mingle-
Why not I with thine?
See mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdain's it's brother
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea-
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me!
P.B Shelley
