Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 12, by GEORGE SANTAYANA Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Mightier storms than this are brewed on earth Last Line: The mirror of thy placid heart disdain. | ||||||||
Mightier storms than this are brewed on earth That pricks the crystal lake with summer showers. The past hath treasure of sublimer hours, And God is witness to their changeless worth. Big is the future with portentous birth Of battles numberless, and nature's powers Outdo my dreams of beauty in the flowers, And top my revels with the demons' mirth. But thou, glad river that hast reached the plain, Scarce wak'st the rushes to a slumberous sigh. The mountains sleep behind thee, and the main Awaits thee, lulling an eternal pain With patience; nor doth Phoebe, throned on high, The mirror of thy placid heart disdain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASPIRATIONS OF A COUNTRY LAD by GEORGE SANTAYANA AT THE CHURCH DOOR by GEORGE SANTAYANA BEFORE A STATUE OF ACHILLES by GEORGE SANTAYANA CLASS SONG (WHICH WILL BE SUNG ON THE 22ND OF FEBRUARY) by GEORGE SANTAYANA COLLEGE DRINKING SONG by GEORGE SANTAYANA DEDICATION OF THE FIRST SONNETS TO A FRIEND ... by GEORGE SANTAYANA DEDICATION TO THE LATER SONNETS TO URANIA by GEORGE SANTAYANA |
|