I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyMany a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, Never thus could voyage on.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyDust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal.
Percy Bysshe Shelley