I think that man has seldom looked upon
A scene more beautiful than I behold
From this high park --- upon such azure ways,
Endowed with such a lavishment of gold.
'Tis afternoon, and slanting autumn rays
Are falling on the Harbour and the sea,
Which, 'neath a land-wind's soft and sweet caress,
Awake to life and ripple raliantly.
By white loam washed --- a coast of gold and grey,
Grey cliff and golden sand, shine north and south;
While, rail and sail, bright-glancing in the sun,
A pleasure yacht glides towards the Harbour's mouth.
Entranced, enthralled, are all who hither come
To gaze upon the loveliness outspread
Beneath, around; entranced, also, must be
Yon single lark that singing floats o'erhead.
Entranced, enchanted, surely it must be,
Such music dropping as it drifts along,
As though it seeks to voice the peerless scene --
To tell its utter loveliness in song.
First published in The Sydney Mail, 5 June 1929
Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography, Australian Poetry Library
See also.
A scene more beautiful than I behold
From this high park --- upon such azure ways,
Endowed with such a lavishment of gold.
'Tis afternoon, and slanting autumn rays
Are falling on the Harbour and the sea,
Which, 'neath a land-wind's soft and sweet caress,
Awake to life and ripple raliantly.
By white loam washed --- a coast of gold and grey,
Grey cliff and golden sand, shine north and south;
While, rail and sail, bright-glancing in the sun,
A pleasure yacht glides towards the Harbour's mouth.
Entranced, enthralled, are all who hither come
To gaze upon the loveliness outspread
Beneath, around; entranced, also, must be
Yon single lark that singing floats o'erhead.
Entranced, enchanted, surely it must be,
Such music dropping as it drifts along,
As though it seeks to voice the peerless scene --
To tell its utter loveliness in song.
First published in The Sydney Mail, 5 June 1929
Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography, Australian Poetry Library
See also.
