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Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.

By Nettie Palmer

179 . Unsung

WHEN shall I make a song for you, my love?

When you are nigh me?

Not so, for then the hours unnamed go by me,

Flocking like dove on dove.

When shall that song for you be found, my mate?

When I wait lonely?

Not so, for then am I a mourner only,

Begging without the gate.

Never in words that happy song will rise,

Yet you will feel it,—

Through days your love makes glad I shall reveal it,

Through years your love makes wise.