Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.
By Shaw Neilson129 . Loves Coming
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Talk to thin air,
Love came so lightly
I knew not he was there.
Creep at the middle noon,
Softly as players tremble
In the tears of a tune;
Their faint vows declare,
Came the shy pilgrim:
I knew not he was there.
On a warm sin,
Softly as griefs call
In a violin;
Blue sword or flame,
Love came so lightly
I knew not that he came.