Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 30, by GEORGE SANTAYANA Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Let my lips touch thy lips, and my desire Last Line: Told this late world the love that I have learned. Subject(s): Desire | ||||||||
Let my lips touch thy lips, and my desire Contagious fever be, to set a-glow The blood beneath thy whiter breast than snow -- Wonderful snow, that so can kindle fire! Abandon to what gods in us conspire Thy little wisdom, sweetest; for they know. Is it not something that I love thee so? Take that from life, ere death thine all require. But no! Then would a mortal warmth disperse That beauteous snow to water-drops, which, turned To marble, had escaped the primal curse. Be still a goddess, till my heart have burned Its sacrifice before thee, and my verse Told this late world the love that I have learned. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AMERICAN WEDDING by ESSEX HEMPHILL HISTORY OF DESIRE by TONY HOAGLAND ARISTOTLE TO PHYLLIS by JOHN HOLLANDER |
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