<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478303" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet: Political Greatness</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor happiness, nor majesty, nor fame,<br>Nor peace, nor strength, nor skill in arms or arts,<br>Shepherd those herds whom tyranny makes tame;<br>Verse echoes not one beating of their hearts,<br>History is but the shadow of their shame, <br>Art veils her glass, or from the pageant starts<br>As to oblivion their blind millions fleet,<br>Staining that Heaven with obscene imagery<br>Of their own likeness. What are numbers knit<br>By force or custom? Man who man would be, <br>Must rule the empire of himself; in it<br>Must be supreme, establishing his throne<br>On vanquished will, quelling the anarchy<br>Of hopes and fears, being himself alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Percy+Bysshe+Shelley">Percy Bysshe Shelley</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478303" data-title="Sonnet: Political Greatness de Percy Bysshe Shelley" data-description="Nor happiness, nor majesty, nor fame, Nor peace, nor strength, nor skill in arms or arts, Shepherd those herds whom tyranny makes tame; Verse echoes not one beating of their hearts, History is but the shadow of their shame, Art veils her glass, o..."></div> </div> </div>

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