To love, and bear; to hope till Hope creates
From its own wreck the thing it contemplates...
This, like thy glory, Titan! is to be
Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free;
This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory!
- Percy Bysshe Shelley, from the poem "Prometheus Unbound"
(Painting: "Prometheus," by Peter Paul Rubens, 1636, oil on panel)