Shelley wrote in A Defence of Poetry that poets are "the heirophants [priests] of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present . . . . Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world." He expresses the same bold claim in the poem "Ode to the West Wind" when he says, _____.

If even / I were as in my boyhood, and could be / The comrade of thy wanderings over Heaven . . .

A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed / One too like thee: tameless, and swift . . .

Be thou, Spirit fierce, / My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!

Be through my lips to unawakened earth / The trumpet of a prophecy!