Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.
By Elliott Napier203 . Mater Dolorosa
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Patters its old and frank refrain;
Just as of yore the world swings by
The little window where I lie
Watching the shadows wax and wane.
His cross upon the grave-scarred plain—
Yet still the dawn-flush climbs the sky,
Just as of yore!
His cross—and mine! They try in vain
With careful phrase to stanch the pain;
They say, ‘A hero’s death!’ But I
Long only for his footstep nigh;
Long only for my boy again,
Just as of yore!