George Santayana

(16 December 1863 - 26 September 1952 / Madrid)

George Santayana Poems

1. O World 12/21/2015
2. My Heart Rebels 11/7/2015
3. Before A Statue Of Achilles 4/11/2012
4. On A Piece Of Tapestry 4/11/2012
5. Sonnet Vii 4/21/2010
6. To. W. P. 4/21/2010
7. I Would I Might Forget That I Am I 4/21/2010
8. Mont Brevent 1/3/2003
9. Faith 4/21/2010
10. Cape Cod 4/21/2010
11. We Needs Must Be Divided In The Tomb 1/4/2003
12. Slowly The Black Earth Gains 1/3/2003
13. Decima 1/3/2003
14. Sonnet Xliii 1/3/2003
15. As In The Midst Of Battle There Is Room 1/4/2003
16. There May Be Chaos Still Around The World 1/3/2003
17. Sonnet V 1/3/2003
18. The Power Of Art 1/3/2003
19. Sonnet Xxv 1/3/2003
20. Slow And Reluctant Was The Long Descent 1/3/2003
21. Sonnet Iii 1/3/2003
22. A Toast 1/3/2003
23. The Poet's Testament 1/3/2003
24. Premonition 1/3/2003
Best Poem of George Santayana

Premonition

The muffled syllables that Nature speaks
Fill us with deeper longing for her word;
She hides a meaning that the spirit seeks,
She makes a sweeter music than is heard.

A hidden light illumines all our seeing,
An unknown love enchants our solitude.
We feel and know that from the depths of being
Exhales an infinite, a perfect good.

Though the heart wear the garment of its sorrow
And be not happy like a naked star,
Yet from the thought of peace some peace we borrow,
Some rapture from the rapture felt afar.

Our heart strings are too coarse ...

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Sonnet Xxv

As in the midst of battle there is room
For thoughts of love, and in foul sin for mirth;
As gossips whisper of a trinket's worth
Spied by the death-bed's flickering candle-gloom;
As in the crevices of Caesar's tomb
The sweet herbs flourish on a little earth
So in this great disaster of our birth
We can be happy, and forget our doom.

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