Within its gates I heard the sound
Of winds in cypress caverns caught
Of huddling tress that moaned and sought
To whisper what their roots had found.
A Dream of Fear
George Sterling
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The candle glimmers but an hour. The night
Looms in its ancient hunger. Would you know
The tragedy of human love and need
Gaze on the stars then on a brothers face
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Or sit they girt by laws unknown
Whereto the senses serve as bars
With fire of unrecorded stars
That light a heaven not our own
The Testimony of the Suns
- George Sterling