Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.
10. Dawn
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Within its crystal depths the stars grow dim;
Fire on the altar of the hills at last
Burns on the shadowy rim.
The verge it trembles; then like mists of flowers
Break from the fairy fountain of the dawn
The hues of many hours.
Of dreaming inmost heart with inmost heart,
Into the common daily ways I slip
My fire from theirs apart.