I said to my love at the dawning:
"Arise, love, and come with me
To gather the flowers of morning
That are fresh and fair like thee."
And the lark was carolling far above
His song of happiness, joy, and love;
And the music fell from the vault on high
As a welcome to her from the morning sky.
I said to my love at the noonday:
"O stay, love, and rest thee here
In this fair green glade by Nature made
For the child she holds most dear."
And the sunlight glinted beneath the shade
As she rested with head on her nosegays laid,
And the bright beams played with her golden hair
As if they had found their sisters there.
I cried to my love at evening:
"O, love, leave me not alone!
O plead for me to be joined with thee
In bliss near the Great White Throne!"
And the cypress is waving to and fro
O'er the grave where my hopes are lying low,
And an angel is echoing far away
The song of the skylark at break of day.
First published in The Queenslander, 11 February 1888
Author: Frederic Charles Urquhart (1858-1935) was born at St-Leonards-on-Sea, Sussex, England, and migrated to Australia in 1875. He worked in the sugar and cattle industries, and as a telegraph linesman, before joining the Queensland Native Mounted Police Force in 1882. He rose to the rank of police commissioner in Queensland (1917-21) before taking on the role of administrator of the Northern Territory. He died in Brisbane in 1935.
Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography
"Arise, love, and come with me
To gather the flowers of morning
That are fresh and fair like thee."
And the lark was carolling far above
His song of happiness, joy, and love;
And the music fell from the vault on high
As a welcome to her from the morning sky.
I said to my love at the noonday:
"O stay, love, and rest thee here
In this fair green glade by Nature made
For the child she holds most dear."
And the sunlight glinted beneath the shade
As she rested with head on her nosegays laid,
And the bright beams played with her golden hair
As if they had found their sisters there.
I cried to my love at evening:
"O, love, leave me not alone!
O plead for me to be joined with thee
In bliss near the Great White Throne!"
And the cypress is waving to and fro
O'er the grave where my hopes are lying low,
And an angel is echoing far away
The song of the skylark at break of day.
First published in The Queenslander, 11 February 1888
Author: Frederic Charles Urquhart (1858-1935) was born at St-Leonards-on-Sea, Sussex, England, and migrated to Australia in 1875. He worked in the sugar and cattle industries, and as a telegraph linesman, before joining the Queensland Native Mounted Police Force in 1882. He rose to the rank of police commissioner in Queensland (1917-21) before taking on the role of administrator of the Northern Territory. He died in Brisbane in 1935.
Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography
