Poems by George Sterling

Poems by George Sterling

A Winter Dawn, by George Sterling

Untouched by crimson or by gold,
Its pure and fleeting marble rose
Beyond the wall of eastern ...

A Winter Sunset, by George Sterling

There seems no wind in all the land.
Austere against the fading light
I see a lonely cypress st...

At the Grand Canyon, by George Sterling

Thou settest splendors in my sight, O Lord!
It seems as tho a deep-hued sunset falls
Forever o...

Beyond the Breakers, by George Sterling

The world was full of the sound of a great wind out of the West,
And the tracks of its feet wer...

From the Mountain, by George Sterling

Let us go home with the sunset on our faces--
We that went forth at morn,
To follow on the win...

The Last Monster, by George Sterling

In backward vision, from the primal dusk
I saw them writhe, reptile and horné d asp,
...

Nightfall, by George Sterling

Pure and argent, westward far,
Burns a solitary star,
Trembling as in doubt
If to linger, ...

Night on the Mountain, by George Sterling

The fog has risen from the sea and crowned
The dark, untrodden summits of the coast,
Where ro...

War, by George Sterling

The night was on the world, and in my sleep
I heard a voice that cried across the dark:
"Give...