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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 25, by GEORGE SANTAYANA Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: As in the midst of battle there is room
Last Line: Despair before us, vanity behind.
First Line: As in the midst of battle there is room
Last Line: Despair before us, vanity behind.
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.
For morning, with a ray of tenderest joy
Gilding the iron heaven, hides the truth,
And evening gently woos us to employ
Our grief in idle catches. Such is youth;
Till from that summer's trance we wake, to find
Despair before us, vanity behind.
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