George Sterling

(1869-1926 / United States)

George Sterling Poems

41. The Golden Past 4/7/2010
42. The Poets 4/7/2010
43. The Spirit Of Beauty 4/7/2010
44. The Swimmers 4/7/2010
45. The Swoon 4/7/2010
46. The Wine Of Illusion 4/7/2010
47. The Young Witch 4/7/2010
48. To My Sister 4/7/2010
49. Wings 4/7/2010
50. To Katherine 4/7/2010
51. The Day Of Decision 4/7/2010
52. The Kiss Of Consummation 4/7/2010
53. The Cloud 4/7/2010
54. The Coming Singer 4/7/2010
55. The City And The Silence 4/7/2010
56. Evening 4/7/2010
57. The Battlefield At Night 4/7/2010
58. Caeli Enarrant 4/7/2010
59. Beauty Afar 4/7/2010
60. Bombardment 4/7/2010
61. By Lonely Waters 4/7/2010
62. By The Western Ocean 4/7/2010
63. Civilization At Bay 4/7/2010
64. Conspiracy 4/7/2010
65. Beneath The Redwoods 4/7/2010
66. Beauty And Truth 4/7/2010
67. At The Lily's Heart 4/7/2010
68. Atthan Dances - From 4/7/2010
69. The Dust Dethroned 1/4/2003
70. The Apothecary's 4/7/2010
71. Moonlight In The Pines 4/7/2010
72. The Ideal 4/7/2010
73. Words For Lange's 4/7/2010
74. Worship 4/7/2010
75. The Wiser Prophet 4/7/2010
76. The Tides Of Change 4/7/2010
77. Youth And Time 4/7/2010
78. Witch-Fire 4/7/2010
79. On Reading The Poems Of Father Tabb 4/7/2010
80. You Never Can Tell 4/7/2010
Best Poem of George Sterling

As It Was In The Beginning

The royal word goes forth, and armies do
The work of devils. Agony and waste
Are on the world, and the grim legions haste
On the old war-roads that the Caesars knew.
Still gleams the dreadful stain of Waterloo,
On Time's accusing record unerased;
Gone are the ramparts that the Romans faced,
But these the heavens where their eagles flew.

Below the bleak and slowly shifting stars,
Man turns him in his madness, to reveal
His ancient folly and his ancient crime,
And on the tragic breast austere with scars
Re-girds the mail, and draws the hiked steel,
Cold...

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The Black Vulture

Aloof upon the day's immeasured dome,
   He holds unshared the silence of the sky.
   Far down his bleak, relentless eyes descry
The eagle's empire and the falcon's home --
Far down, the galleons of sunset roam;
   His hazards on the sea of morning lie;
   Serene, he hears the broken tempest sigh
Where cold sierras gleam like scattered foam.

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