Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.
69. The Faces of Memory
D
Like flowers upon one stem;
The heart of many a vanished race
Sighs as I look on them.
The eyes of Eire brood,
With whom the golden Cyprian shows
In lovely sisterhood.
In ages past away:
They had the love in other hours
I give to you to-day.
One star on many a sea,
They look that tender love on mine
That lights your glance on me.
To meet the old caress:
And all their love is mine again
As lip to lip we press.