A prison becomes a home when you have the key.
George SterlingStichwörter: philosophy conformity anarchy
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”)
Stichwörter: life time infinity space
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”)
Stichwörter: death apocalypse
What silence rules the ghostly hours
That guard the close of human sleep!
(“The Testimony of the Suns”)
Stichwörter: silence sleep apocalypse armageddon
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”)
Stichwörter: horror trees supernatural graveyard cemetery scary
As a breath on glass, -
As witch-fires that burn,
The gods and monsters pass,
Are dust, and return.
(“The Face of the Skies”)
Stichwörter: history time monsters gods
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 brother's face!
Stichwörter: time death transiency
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,
The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.
("Ephemera")
Stichwörter: history time apocalypse armageddon transience
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”)
Stichwörter: past history time
When sunset, like a crimson throat to hell, is cavernous...
(“A Wine of Wizardry”)
Stichwörter: sunset
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