Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.
38. A New World
I
The faery land to meet,
Now find content within its girth
And wonder nigh my feet.
And seek no distant sphere;
For aureoled by faery dews
The dear brown breasts appear.
The airy breaths of day;
And eve is all a pearly glow
With moonlit winds a-play.
The arms of night caress:
Glimmer her white eyes drooping now
With grave old tenderness.
The diamond-rayed again,
As in the ancient hours ere we
Forgot ourselves to men.
I find in earth below:
A sunlight in the hidden core
To dim the noonday glow.
I move as one of old;
With mists of silver I am clad
And bright with burning gold.