Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Before a Statue of Achilles

He knew his end, and Phoebus’ arrow sure
He braved for fame immortal and a friend,
Despising life; and we, who know our end,
Know that in our decay he shall endure
And all our children’s hearts to grief inure,
With whose first bitter battles his shall blend.

--George Santayana

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