George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
11 quotes
"The candle glimmers but an hour. The nightLooms in its ancient hunger. Would you knowThe tragedy of human love and need?Gaze on the stars, then on a brother's face!"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
"Be sure that head and heart were laidIn wisdom down, content to die.Be sure he faced the Starless SkyUnduped, unmurmuring, unafraid.(“The Passing of Bierce”)"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
"Till her appointed course be run;Till on the darkness faint her breathFlown to the silent void, and DeathSit crowned upon the ashen sun.(“The Testimony of the Suns”)"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
"As a breath on glass, -As witch-fires that burn,The gods and monsters pass,Are dust, and return.(“The Face of the Skies”)"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
"O Space and Time and stars at strife,How dreadful your infinity!Shrined by your termless trinity,How strange, how terrible, is life!(“The Testimony of the Suns”)"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
"The pathway traced with blood and tears,and dust of all our father's dead,Whose backward footsteps, wandering, red,Fade to the mist of nameless years.(“The Testimony of the Suns”)"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
"A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera")"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
"Within its gates I heard the soundOf winds in cypress caverns caughtOf huddling tress that moaned, and soughtTo whisper what their roots had found.(“A Dream of Fear”)"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
"Where got she her sullen mouthAnd where her swaying form?Would she live on eggs and applesWhen the blood of men is warm?(“The Young Witch”)"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
"What silence rules the ghostly hoursThat guard the close of human sleep!(“The Testimony of the Suns”)"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
"Or sit they girt by laws unknownWhereto the senses serve as bars –With fire of unrecorded starsThat light a heaven not our own?(“The Testimony of the Suns”)"
George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror