“If [the
photo] is at all good, I will send you a copy. I wish you could think of
something more spiritual and less psychical for the frontispiece of your Triton
volume [a fifteen-volume set of Santayana’s work published in 1936]. There are
too many portraits, and not very good ones, in that edition; but you might like
a new photograph for general advertisement. I will try to look as much like
Gandhi as I can, as to the forehead: but I am afraid the figure may rather
resemble Chesterton.” (The Letters of
George Santayana: Book Six, 1937–1940, MIT Press, 2004.)
Santayana’s
poetry tends to be rather high-caloric, rich in saturated fats. Sonnet XXV,
among his better ones, closes with this:
“Such is youth;
Till from
that summer’s trance we wake, to find
Despair
before us, vanity behind.”
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