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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET (12), by GEORGE SANTAYANA Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: But why should I my love with loves compare
Last Line: Looked up at the broad sky and cried: I thirst.
First Line: But why should I my love with loves compare
Last Line: Looked up at the broad sky and cried: I thirst.
But why should I my love with loves compare
That men have known, or liken woe to woe,
When exile, time, and heaven's overthrow
Have pledged my spirit for the ether rare?
How should they understand or list or care,
Hearing the music of the names I know,
Or see my sacrificial phantoms go
Into the temple of the Perfect Fair?
But He will understand who loved us first;
Who from the cross beheld the life-light failing
Knew his love unknown and unavailing:
He ere he died, remembering the accurst
Who would not hear him for their own heart's wailing,
Looked up at the broad sky and cried: I thirst.
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