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Potential Titles: George Santayana
The heaving of our doubtful breath - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"
Too high for honouring mirth - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"
Intoxication in this air - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"
Wears a rainbow for a crown - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"
Scorched by the sky's inexorable zeal - George Santayana "Avila"
Unmindful of the mocking hours - George Santayana "Avila"
Twenty temples in a granite crown - George Santayana "Avila"
The sad trophies of my spirit - George Santayana "Avila"
The smiling and inhuman stars - George Santayana "Avila"
Curfew for the long departed - George Santayana "Avila"
Has cast me on a tide of time - George Santayana "Avila"
The sorrows of the barren year - George Santayana "Avila"
Brightens the galaxy of sister stones - George Santayana "Avila"
Orbs that move in many rings - George Santayana "Avila"
Vessels full of precious liquor - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
Standing in their brave array - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
When the heart's a trifle dry - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
When once the dregs are emptied - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
The proud glories that entice us - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
The blood of nature's spilling - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
Searches through the mazes of desire - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
And the belated moor refilled her sphere - George Santayana "Cathedrals by the Sea"
Devoutly mended her wasted taper - George Santayana "Cathedrals by the Sea"
The sullen diapason of the sea - George Santayana "Cathedrals by the Sea"
The winter of Puritan snows - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"
A truth that is builded on doubt - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"
Dwell mid the currents of time - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"
All David might shout to his harp - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"
Subtle hands betray their power - George Santayana "Futility"
For there are snares in sleep - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
The treacherous glens are full of imps - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
Galleys waiting for the gale - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
To gallop with me into yawning hell - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
The heavy heritage of Adam - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
Looks with strange horror on her own abyss - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
Frail echo of some ancient sacred joy - George Santayana "In Grantchester Meadows"
Rapt Isaiah strikes the heavenly lyre - George Santayana "King's College Chapel"
And Jeremiah mourns Jerusalem - George Santayana "King's College Chapel"
A thousand leagues of silence roll - George Santayana "Midnight"
The stone endures in silence - George Santayana "Mont Brevent"
Upturns its furrowed visage - George Santayana "Mont Brevent"
Larger planets swim the liquid zone - George Santayana "Mont Brevent"
A thousand times that mirrored glory fled - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
Hunger turned the very stones to food - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
What unearthly spell returns - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
Idomitable hope or vain derision - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
And blaspheme worshipping still - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
Out of the maddening chalice of a dream - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
The sweetness of the mind's control - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
Stung with immortal wrath and doomed to weep - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
The false deeps of all the soul are sand - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
The loose rivets of the spirit clay - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
They who wrought wonders by the Nile - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
Bequeathing their immortal part to us - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
Pan's wild music pulsing through the grove - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
The Delphic sibyl in her cave - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
With barren husks and harvesting of dreams - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
A thick fume of kerosene - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
The echoes of our earthly jars - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
The petted passion and the shallow dream - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
Bright lyrics at a cent a yard - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
Of unreason weave a maze of rhyme - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
An unknown love enchants our solitude - George Santayana "Premonition"
Wear the garment of its sorrow - George Santayana "Premonition"
Too coarse for Nature's fingers - George Santayana "Premonition"
The harsh tremor that among them lingers - George Santayana "Premonition"
Lightning through the storm of ages - George Santayana "Premonition"
Trouble stalked beneath the sky - George Santayana "Resurrection"
The soul's garden you have weeded - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
Dead things are not my science - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
And the cost of unearned bread - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
Sets up knaves and murders kings - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
To taste the sweet and bitter fruits of earth - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
To the utmost stretch the tether - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
As if the dregs were bitter - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
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Too high for honouring mirth - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"
Intoxication in this air - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"
Wears a rainbow for a crown - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"
Scorched by the sky's inexorable zeal - George Santayana "Avila"
Unmindful of the mocking hours - George Santayana "Avila"
Twenty temples in a granite crown - George Santayana "Avila"
The sad trophies of my spirit - George Santayana "Avila"
The smiling and inhuman stars - George Santayana "Avila"
Curfew for the long departed - George Santayana "Avila"
Has cast me on a tide of time - George Santayana "Avila"
The sorrows of the barren year - George Santayana "Avila"
Brightens the galaxy of sister stones - George Santayana "Avila"
Orbs that move in many rings - George Santayana "Avila"
Vessels full of precious liquor - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
Standing in their brave array - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
When the heart's a trifle dry - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
When once the dregs are emptied - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
The proud glories that entice us - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
The blood of nature's spilling - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
Searches through the mazes of desire - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
And the belated moor refilled her sphere - George Santayana "Cathedrals by the Sea"
Devoutly mended her wasted taper - George Santayana "Cathedrals by the Sea"
The sullen diapason of the sea - George Santayana "Cathedrals by the Sea"
The winter of Puritan snows - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"
A truth that is builded on doubt - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"
Dwell mid the currents of time - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"
All David might shout to his harp - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"
Subtle hands betray their power - George Santayana "Futility"
For there are snares in sleep - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
The treacherous glens are full of imps - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
Galleys waiting for the gale - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
To gallop with me into yawning hell - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
The heavy heritage of Adam - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
Looks with strange horror on her own abyss - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
Frail echo of some ancient sacred joy - George Santayana "In Grantchester Meadows"
Rapt Isaiah strikes the heavenly lyre - George Santayana "King's College Chapel"
And Jeremiah mourns Jerusalem - George Santayana "King's College Chapel"
A thousand leagues of silence roll - George Santayana "Midnight"
The stone endures in silence - George Santayana "Mont Brevent"
Upturns its furrowed visage - George Santayana "Mont Brevent"
Larger planets swim the liquid zone - George Santayana "Mont Brevent"
A thousand times that mirrored glory fled - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
Hunger turned the very stones to food - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
What unearthly spell returns - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
Idomitable hope or vain derision - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
And blaspheme worshipping still - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
Out of the maddening chalice of a dream - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"
The sweetness of the mind's control - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
Stung with immortal wrath and doomed to weep - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
The false deeps of all the soul are sand - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
The loose rivets of the spirit clay - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
They who wrought wonders by the Nile - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
Bequeathing their immortal part to us - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
Pan's wild music pulsing through the grove - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
The Delphic sibyl in her cave - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
With barren husks and harvesting of dreams - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"
A thick fume of kerosene - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
The echoes of our earthly jars - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
The petted passion and the shallow dream - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
Bright lyrics at a cent a yard - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
Of unreason weave a maze of rhyme - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
An unknown love enchants our solitude - George Santayana "Premonition"
Wear the garment of its sorrow - George Santayana "Premonition"
Too coarse for Nature's fingers - George Santayana "Premonition"
The harsh tremor that among them lingers - George Santayana "Premonition"
Lightning through the storm of ages - George Santayana "Premonition"
Trouble stalked beneath the sky - George Santayana "Resurrection"
The soul's garden you have weeded - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
Dead things are not my science - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
And the cost of unearned bread - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
Sets up knaves and murders kings - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
To taste the sweet and bitter fruits of earth - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
To the utmost stretch the tether - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
As if the dregs were bitter - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"
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