The Quest by Emily Coungeau

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Lo! I have sought thee, Happiness,  
   Beneath the sun,
Whose golden core doth Earth caress
   Till day is done.
Where scintillating stars appear,
   Breathing of thee,
As quivering in the vault of air
   They seem to see.
And where pearl girdled proud Selene,  
   With queenly grace,
Climbeth the stairs of Heaven, serene
   With smiling face.
And where in grove and woodland dell,
   So sweetly meek,
Shy, drooping dew crowned violets dwell
   Did I seek.
There at length I thee have found
   In solitude,
Where but echoes soft resound,
   Zephyr wooed.
And with books of hero lore
   There thou art,
And the chaplets which they bore,
   And my heart.
Happiness, I would not lose
   Thou so dear;
All may find thee if they choose
   Ever near.

First published in The Brisbane Courier, 14 May 1913;
and later in
Rustling Leaves: Selected Poems by Emily Coungeau, 1920.

Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography

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