Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.
11. Day
I
As if a thread divine of memory runs;
Born ere the Mighty One began his dreams,
Or yet were stars and suns.
Forgetfulness falls on earth’s myriad races:
No image of the proud and morning stars
Looks at us from their faces.
Each dream remembered is a burning-glass,
Where through to darkness from the Light of Lights
Its rays in splendour pass.