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
George Sterling
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Till her appointed course be run
Till on the darkness faint her breath
Flown to the silent void and Death
Sit crowned upon the ashen sun.
The Testimony of the Suns
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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
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