Love’s Philosophy

Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)

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 the mountains kiss high heaven,

And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdain'd its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea—
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?

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ˈpɜːsi Bysshe ˈʃɛli - 1792-1822

/ðə/ /ˈfaʊntɪnz/ /ˈmɪŋgl/ /wɪð/ /ðə/ /ˈrɪvə/

/ænd/ /ðə/ /ˈrɪvəz/ /wɪð/ /ði/ /ˈəʊʃən/,
/ðə/ /wɪndz/ /ɒv/ /ˈhɛvn/ /mɪks/ /fɔːr/ /ˈɛvə/
/wɪð/ /ə/ /swiːt/ /ɪˈməʊʃən/;
/ˈnʌθɪŋ/ /ɪn/ /ðə/ /wɜːld/ /ɪz/ /ˈsɪŋgl/,
/ɔːl/ /θɪŋz/ /baɪ/ /ə/ /lɔː/ /dɪˈvaɪn/
/ɪn/ /wʌn/ /əˈnʌðəz/ /ˈbiːɪŋ/ /ˈmɪŋgl/—
/waɪ/ /nɒt/ /aɪ/ /wɪð/ /ðaɪn/?

/siː/ /ðə/ /ˈmaʊntɪnz/ /kɪs/ /haɪ/ /ˈhɛvn/,

/Ænd/ /ðə/ /weɪvz/ /klɑːsp/ /wʌn/ /əˈnʌðə/;
/nəʊ/ /ˈsɪstə-ˈflaʊə/ /wʊd/ /biː/ /fəˈgɪvn/
/ɪf/ /ɪt/ /dɪsˈdeɪnd/ /ɪts/ /ˈbrʌðə/;
/Ænd/ /ðə/ /ˈsʌnlaɪt/ /klɑːsps/ /ði/ /ɜːθ/,
/ænd/ /ðə/ /ˈmuːnbiːmz/ /kɪs/ /ðə/ /siː/—
/wɒt/ /ɪz/ /ɔːl/ /ðɪs/ /swiːt/ /wɜːk/ /wɜːθ/
/ɪf/ /ðaʊ/ /kɪs/ /nɒt/ /miː/?