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. | ||||||||
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. | 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 |
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