“
O Space and Time and stars at strife,
— George Sterling
O Space and Time and stars at strife,
The pathway traced with blood and tears,
The candle glimmers but an hour. The night
Till her appointed course be run;
As a breath on glass, -
And starward drifts the stricken world,
Be sure that head and heart were laid
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,
The candle glimmers but an hour. The night
