George Santayana Light Poems

  • 1.
    The candor of the gods is in thy gaze,
    The strength of Diane in thy virgin hand,
    Commanding as the goddess might command,
    And lead her lovers into higher ways.
    ...
  • 2.
    Not human art, but living gods alone
    Can fashion beauties that by changing live,--
    Her buds to spring, his fruits to autumn give,
    To earth her fountains in her heart of stone;
    ...
  • 3.
    O world, thou choosest not the better part!
    It is not wisdom to be only wise,
    And on the inward vision close the eyes,
    But it is wisdom to believe the heart.
    ...
  • 4.
    Dreamt I today the dream of yesternight,
    Sleep ever feigning one evolving theme -
    Of my two lives which should I call the dream?
    Which action vanity? Which vision sight?
    ...
  • 5.
    I give back to the earth what the earth gave,
    All to the furrow, none to the grave,
    The candle's out, the spirit's vigil spent;
    Sight may not follow where the vision went.
    ...
  • 6.
    The muffled syllables that Nature speaks
    Fill us with deeper longing for her word;
    She hides a meaning that the spirit seeks,
    She makes a sweeter music than is heard.
    ...
  • 7.
    I
    Calm was the sea to which your course you kept,
    Oh, how much calmer than all southern seas!
    Many your nameless mates, whom the keen breeze
    ...
  • 8.
    O WORLD, thou choosest not the better part!
    It is not wisdom to be only wise,
    And on the inward vision close the eyes,
    But it is wisdom to believe the heart.
    ...
Total 8 Light Poems by George Santayana

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