Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.
14. Winter
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Amid the chilly halo nigh the west
Flickers a phantom violet bloom unfurled
Dim on the twilight’s breast.
A transient beauty; then the white stars shine
Chilling the heart: I long for thee to flower,
O bud of light divine.
The flower of Beauty blooms afar withdrawn;
If in our being then we know it not,
Or, knowing, it is gone.