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；

Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent；

This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be

Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free

This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory！