They leant upon the old sliprail,
And she was mute, while he
Sent fairy ships away to sail
Upon a rosy sea.
She listened, but no word she said,
She knew it could not be.
He pictured what fate had in store
When they came back from sea --
Great galleons from golden shore
With treasure trove; but she
Just smiled and softly shook her head.
She knew it could not be.
First published in The Sydney Mail, 9 February 1910;
and later in
Louisa Lawson: Collected Poems with Selected Critical Commentaries edited by L.M. Rutherford, M.E. Roughley and Nigel Spence, 1996.
Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography, Australian Poetry Library
See also.
And she was mute, while he
Sent fairy ships away to sail
Upon a rosy sea.
She listened, but no word she said,
She knew it could not be.
He pictured what fate had in store
When they came back from sea --
Great galleons from golden shore
With treasure trove; but she
Just smiled and softly shook her head.
She knew it could not be.
First published in The Sydney Mail, 9 February 1910;
and later in
Louisa Lawson: Collected Poems with Selected Critical Commentaries edited by L.M. Rutherford, M.E. Roughley and Nigel Spence, 1996.
Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography, Australian Poetry Library
See also.
