George Santayana

On A Piece Of Tapestry

Before A Statue Of Achilles

My Heart Rebels

As In The Midst Of Battle There Is Room

Sonnet VII

We Needs Must Be Divided In The Tomb

Faith

Cape Cod

Mont Brevent

There May Be Chaos Still Around the World

The Power of Art

Slow and Reluctant Was the Long Descent

Slowly the Black Earth Gains

Sonnet XLIII

A Toast

The Poet’s Testament

Sonnet V

Premonition

Sonnet XXV

Sonnet III

Decima

I Would I Might Forget That I Am I

To. W. P.