A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera") — George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
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A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera")

— George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror
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