Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DESCENDE CAELO, by GEORGE SANTAYANA Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: All the world gives little scope Last Line: When you strew them on my bier! Subject(s): Doubt; Life | ||||||||
All the world gives little scope To the promise of one dream, And long anguish must redeem From the ignorance of hope. I will not persist to think Of another world than this: I see nothing in the abyss And I play upon the brink. Yet I too have felt the charm Of the wonder of the deep, And have seen its phantoms sweep 'Boding good and 'boding harm. And the fever of that doubt Doubled joy and doubled pain: Seeing love and grief are vain I have turned my face about. When the thought of them is o'er, What are failure or success? Now the might of things is less And my spirit's might is more. In the sunlight I will bask, In the woodland I will stray; If this life is but a play I am but a player's mask. And my soul, that loves the fray, Deems it not a waste of power When the being of an hour Builds the fabric of a day. What vast good should I require, For what fancied heaven hope, When this world exceeds my scope And this life outlasts desire? Pluck the roses budding here, Cast their coolness on my brow. May they be as fair as now When you strew them on my bier! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRIVILEGE OF BEING by ROBERT HASS SEAWATER STIFFENS CLOTH by JANE HIRSHFIELD SAYING YES TO LIVING by DAVID IGNATOW THE WORLD IS SO DIFFICULT TO GIVE UP by DAVID IGNATOW |
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