Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.
102. A Leader
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Pain upon the path you trod:
Well we knew, the hosts behind,
Voice and shining of a god.
Signal fires, your pains untold
Lit us on our wandering way
To the mystic heart of gold.
Beauty burning in its spheres;
Sorrow we could understand
And the mystery told in tears.