Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET: 30, by GEORGE SANTAYANA


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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.





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