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George Sterling's Poetry, by title

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  • "As It Was in the Beginning"
    The royal word goes forth, and armies do
        The work of devils. Agony and waste
    14 lines
  • "Beyond the Sunset"
    Ere dawn of that grey hero did I read-
        Hard Ulysses, whose oars
    70 lines
  • "Caeli Enarrant"
    Oh I marvellous the skies
            Ere sunset close
    47 lines
  • "In Carmel pines the summer wind"
    In Carmel pines the summer wind
    Sings like a distant sea.
    8 lines
  • "In Extremis"
    Till dawn the winds' insuperable throng
    passed over like archangels in their might,
    14 lines, 3 comments
  • "With the Strength of Dreams"
    I saw the Lesbian Sappho bowed in light
        Before the sapphire altar of the sea—
    14 lines
  • "You Never Can Tell"
    Spindrift and bilge and the world turns over!
        What is the dross and what the gold?
    28 lines
  • "You Never Can Tell"
    Spindrift and bilge and the world turns over!
        What is the dross and what the gold?
    28 lines
  • A Compact?
    Far up the mountain-side today
        The slopes are baked and hot;
    28 lines
  • A Wine of Wizardry
    Without, the battlements of sunset shine,
    'Mid domes the sea-winds rear and overwhelm.
    211 lines
  • A Winter Dawn
    Untouched by crimson or by gold,
        Its pure and fleeting marble rose
    18 lines
  • A Winter Sunset
    There seems no wind in all the land.
        Austere against the fading light
    14 lines
  • Absence
    "Tis told of one whose feet awhile were led
        Thro' Paradise, that when this earth again
    15 lines
  • Absence (StC)
    Thy beauty is an altar where I kneel,
        Thy soul the Heaven of my constant pray'r.
    15 lines
  • Adoration
    Soon come the winter days, when white Altair
        Spreads wings above the sunset. Soon the snow,
    14 lines
  • After Sunset
    There is no wind to stir the cypress tree.
        Amber and chill the lucid sunset sank,
    18 lines
  • Aftermath
    Slowly among the wounded and the slain
        The gleaners take the harvest of the kings,
    15 lines
  • Afternoon
    The hot, huge slumber of the silent day
        Has left the listening world no word but peace.
    28 lines
  • Afterward (BtB)
    Tho Fate, for quiet prayer, might grant me all,
        Little I ask beside the lasting grace
    15 lines
  • Alderberan at Dusk
    Thou art the star for which all evening waits--
    O star of peace, come tenderly and soon
    14 lines, 3 comments
  • Alter-Flame
    I saw a mountain at the close of day,
        Snow-crowned and lonely, where the after-glow
    14 lines
  • Amber
    "The Bones of Agamemnon are a show!"
        And only yesterday I held in hand
    14 lines
  • An April Morning
    Slow to the wanton sun's desire
        The vestal-bosomed buds unfold,
    18 lines
  • An Autumn Thrush
    Like some regret that, half-forgot,
        Gropes into memory,
    23 lines
  • Art and Life
    The children of the flesh of men,
      They pass from night to night;
    29 lines
  • Ascension
    When I contemplate this mine urgent race
        And see what paths its tireless feet have worn,
    14 lines
  • At Dusk
    Eve, and the stainèd pinions of the day,
        Far-sinking as an eagle to her nest
    15 lines
  • At Midnight
    Cast round me now your arms' cool wreath of white
        Forget the day's far wakening, and lie
    23 lines, 1 comment
  • At Noon
    How still the hour!
    Remote
    19 lines
  • At Sunset
    Loose now thy flaming pinions on the West,
        Vega, thou heavenly lamp of my desire!
    14 lines
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