Vessels of heavenly medicine! may the breeze <br />Auspicious waft your dark green forms to shore; <br />Safe may ye stem the wide surrounding roar <br />Of the wild whirlwinds and the raging seas; <br />And oh! if Liberty e'er deigned to stoop <br />From yonder lowly throne her crownless brow, <br />Sure she will breathe around your emerald group <br />The fairest breezes of her West that blow. <br />Yes! she will waft ye to some freeborn soul <br />Whose eye-beam, kindling as it meets your freight, <br />Her heaven-born flame in suffering Earth will light, <br />Until its radiance gleams from pole to pole, <br />And tyrant-hearts with powerless envy burst <br />To see their night of ignorance dispersed.<br /><br />Percy Bysshe Shelley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-on-launching-some-bottles-filled-with-knowledge-into-the-bristol-channel/
