And who feels discord now or sorrow?
Love is the universe to-day--
These are the slaves of dim to-morrow,
Darkening Life's labyrinthine way.
More verses by Percy Bysshe Shelley
- Fragment: Amor Aeternus
- Evening: Ponte Al Mare, Pisa
- Fragment: Apostrophe To Silence
- Queen Mab: Part Ix.
- Hymn Of Apollo