To adore this spirit, to clasp it with affection, and to blend with it, is, he thought the true object of man.

Therefore the final union of Prometheus with Asia is the consummation of human destinies.

Love was the only law Shelley recognized.

Unterrified by the grim realities of pain and crime revealed in nature and society, he held fast to the belief that, if we could but pierce to the core of things, if we could but be what we might be, the world and man would both attain to their perfection in eternal love.
What resolution through some transcendental harmony was expected by Shelley for the palpable discords in the structure of the universe, we hardly know.

He did not give his philosophy systematic form: and his new science of love remains a luminous poetic vision--nowhere more brilliantly set forth than in the "sevenfold hallelujahs and harping symphonies" of this, the final triumph of his lyrical poetry.
In "Prometheus", Shelley conceived a colossal work of art, and sketched out the main figures on a scale of surpassing magnificence.