“Thy Banners gleam a little, and are furled; Against thy turrets surge His phantom tow'rs; Drugged with his Opiates the nations nod, Refusing still the beauty of thine hours; And fragile is thy tenure of this world Still haunted by the monstrous ghost of God.” WorldLittlesStillsNationsHoursAtheismThis WorldGhostFragileMonstrousPhantomsBannerGleamTenureOpiatesTowTurrets Author:George Sterling
“And starward drifts the stricken world, Lone in unalterable gloom Dead, with a universe for tomb, Dark, and to vaster darkness whirled. (“The Testimony of the Suns”)” WorldUniverseDarkDarknessSunTestimonyTombsGloomLone Author:George Sterling
“And fragile is thy tenure of this world Still haunted by the monstrous ghost of God. ("To Science")” WorldStillsAtheismThis WorldGhostFragileMonstrousTenure Author:George Sterling
