If the abysm
Could vomit forth its secrets–but a voice
Is wanting, the deep truth is imageless;
For what would it avail to bid thee gaze
On the revolving world? What to bid speak
Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance and Change? To these
All things are subject but eternal Love.
Percy Shelley, Prometheus Unbound Act II Scene IV
Sometimes reading Hegel sounds awfully familiar. I wonder if Shelley read Hegel? It’s hard to say.