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I wonder if the spell the mystery	A
That like a haze about your silence clings	B
Moulding your void until we seem to see	A
Tangible Presences of Deathless Things	B
Patterned but little to our spirits' woof	C
Yet from our love or hate not all aloof	C
Can be the matrix where are forming slowly	A
Troy tales of Old Australia to refine	D
Eras to come of ordered melancholy	A
'Neath lily pale Perfection's anodyne	D
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For Troy hath ever been and Homer sang	E
Its younger story for a lodging's fee	A
While o'er Scamander settlers' axes rang	E
Amid the Bush where Ilium was to be	A
For Cretan Art dim centuries before	F
Minoan Dream times some Briseis bore	F
Sumerian Phoebus by a willowed water	G
Song built a Troy for far Chaldea where	H
The sons of God beholding Leda's daughter	G
Bartered eternal thrones for love of her	G
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Across each terraced aeon Time hath sowed	I
With green tautology of vanished years	J
Gaping aghast or webbed with shining lode	K
Achilles' anger's earthquake rift appears	J
The towers that Phoebus builds can never fall	L
Desire that Helen lights can never pall	M
Yea wounded Love hath still but gods to fly to	N
When lust of war inflames Diomedes	J
Must some Australian Hector vainly die too	N
Captives in ships change that omen Trees	J
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Yea Mother Bush in your deep dreams abide	O
Cupids alert for man and maid unborn	D
Apprentice Pucks amid your saplings hide	O
And wistful gorges wait a Roland horn	D
Wallet of Sigurd shall this swag replace	J
And centaurs curvet where those brumbies race	J
That drover's tale of love shall greaten duly	A
Through magic prisms of a myriad years	J
Till bums Isolde to Tristram's fervour newly	A
Or Launcelot to golden Guinevere's	J
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The miner cradling washdirt by the creek	P
Or pulled through darkness dripping to the plat	O
The navvy boring tunnels through the peak	P
The farmer grubbing box trees on the flat	O
The hawker camping by the roadside spring	Q
The hodman on the giddy scaffolding	Q
Moths that around the fashion windows flutter	G
The racecourse spider and the betting fly	R
The children romping by the city gutter	G
While baby crows to every passer by	R
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From these rough blocks strewn o'er our ancient stream	S
Sculptors shall chisel brownie fairy faun	D
Any myrmidons of some Homeric dream	S
From Melbourne mob and Sydney push be drawn	D
The humdrum lives that now we tire of then	D
Romance shall be and 'we heroic men	D
Treading the vestibule of Golden Ages	J
The Isthmus of the Land of Heart's Desire	G
For lo the Sybil's final volume's pages	J
Ope with our Advent close when we expire	T
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Forgetful Change in one 'antiquity'	O
Boreal gleams shall drown and southern glows	J
Out of some singing woman's heart break plea	A
Australia's dawn shall flush with Sappho's rose	J
Strong Shirlow's hand shall trace Mantegna's line	D
And Soma foam from Victor Daley's wine	D
Scholars to be our prehistoric drama	U
From Esson's 'Woman Tamer' shall restore	F
Or find in Gilbert's 'Lotus Stream and Lama'	U
An Austral Nile and Buddhas we adore	F
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The sunlit Satyrs follow Hugh McCrae	V
Quinn spans the ocean with a Celtic ford	O
And Williamson the Pan pipe learns to play	V
From magpie songs our schoolboy ears ignored	O
A sweeter woe no keen of Erin gave	W
Than Kendall sings o'er Araluen's grave	W
Tasmanian Wordsworth to his chapel riding	Q
The Burning Bush and Ardath mead shall pass	J
Or from the sea coast of Bohemia gliding	Q
On craft of dream behold a shepherd lass	J
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Jessie Mackay on Southern Highlands sees	J
The elves deploy in kem and gallowglass	J
Our Gilbert Murray writes 'Euripides'	J
Pirani merges in Pythagoras	J
Marsyas plunges into Lethe flayed	O
From Rhadamanthine Stephens' steady blade	O
While Benvenuto Morton drunk with singing	Q
Sees salamanders in a bush fire's bed	O
And Spencer sails from Alcheringa bringing	Q
Intaglios totems and Books of the Dead	O
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On Southern fiords shall Brady's Long Snakes hiss	J
Heavy with brides he wins to Viking troth	X
O'Reilly's Sydney shall be Sybaris	J
While Melbourne's Muses sup their Spartan broth	Y
Murdoch Zenobia's counsellor in time	U
Redacts from Burke his book on The Sublime	U
By Way was Homer into Greek translated	O
And Shakespeare's self is Sophocles so plain	D
They know the kerb whereon the Furies waited	O
Outside the Mermaid Inn in Brogan's Lane	D
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Vane shall divide with Vern Eureka's fame	U
Tillett and Mann are Tyler then and Cade	O
Dowie's entwines with Cagliostro's name	U
And in Tarpeia's lo those fair forms fade	O
Who drug the poor for social bread and wine	D
And lift the furtive latch to Catiline	D
There where the Longmore featured Gracchi hurry	A
And Greek browed Higinbotham walks anon	D
The 'wealthy lower orders' leap the Murray	A
Before the stockwhip cracks of Jardine Don	D
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Cleons in 'Windsor dress at Syracuse	J
Their thin plebeians' promised meal delay	V
And Archibald begets Australia's Muse	J
Upon an undine red of Chowder Bay	V
Paterson's swan draws Amphitrite's car	Z
And Sidon learns from Young what purples are	Z
Rose Scott refutes dogmatic Cyril gaily	A
Hypatia turns the anti suffrage flank	A2
And Herod's daughter sools her 'morning daily'	A
On John the Baptist by the Yarra Bank	A2
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Yon regal bustard fading hence ere long	B2
Shall seem the guide we followed to the Grail	A
This lyre bird on his dancing mound of song	B2
Our mystagogue of some Bacchantic vale	A
Where feathered Pan guffaws 'Evoe ' above	C2
And Maenad curlews shriek their midnight love	C2
That trailing flight of distant swans is bearing	Q
Sarpedon's soul to its eternal joy	D2
This ibis from the very Nile despairing	Q
Memnon our own would warn from fatal Troy	D2
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Primeval gnomes distilled the golden bribes	J
That have impregnated your musing waste with men	D
But shall the spell of your pathetic tribes	J
Curl round in time our fairer limbs again	D
Through that long tunnel of your gloom I see	A
Gardens of a metropolis to be	A
Out of the depths the mountain ash is soaring	Q
To embryon gods of what unsounded space	J
Out of the heights what influence is pouring	Q
Thin desolation on your haunted face	J
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Many there are who see no higher lot	O
For all your writhing centuries of toil	A
Than that the avaricious plough should blot	O
Their wilding burgeon and the red brand spoil	A
Your cyclopean garniture to sow	J
The cheap parterres of Europe on your woe	E2
They weave all sorceries but yours and borrow	E2
The tinkling spells of alien winds and seas	J
To drown the chord of purifying sorrow	E2
Bom ere the world that pulses through your trees	J
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For save when we in not o'er subtle mood	O
Hear magpies warbling soft November in	D
Or hand in hand with Love a dreaming wood	O
Or bouldered crest of crisper April win	D
Your harps unblurred by glozing strings intone	D
The dirges that behind Creation moan	D
'Where riding reinless billows new lives dash on	D
The souring beach of yesterday's decay	V
Where Love's chord leaps from mandrake shrieks of passion	D
And groping gods mould man from quivering clay	V
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Is Nature deaf and blind and dumb A cruse	J
Unfilled of wine Clay for an unbreathed soul	A
Alien to man till his desires transfuse	J
Their flames through wind and water leaf and bole	A
And each crude fane elaborately fit	O
With oracles that echo all his wit	O
The living wilds of Greece saw death returning	Q
When Pan that men had made fell from his throne	D
Till through her sap our very blood is churning	Q
The Bush her lonely alien woe shall moan	D
Or is she reticent but to be kind	O
Whispers she not beneath her mask of clods	J
'Who asks he shall receive who seeks shall find	O
Who knocks shall open every door of God's '	-
Dumb Faith's blind Hope's eternal consort she	A
Gravid with all that is on earth to be	A
Corn wine and oil in hungry granite hiding	Q
All Beauty under sober wings of clay	V
All life beneath her dead heart long abiding	Q
Yea all the gods her sons and she obey	V
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What sin's wan expiation strewed your Vast	O
With mounded pillage of what conquering fire	G
Slumbering throes of what prodigious Past	O
Exhale thes	J