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Frank Wilmot

(6 April 1881 - 22 February 1942 / Collingwood, Melbourne)

Poems of Frank Wilmot

1. Echoes 1/1/2004
2. Edelweiss 1/1/2004
3. Nursery Rhyme 3/30/2012
4. Progress 1/1/2004
5. The Last Port 1/1/2004

The Last Port

I WROUGHT and battled and wept, near and afar
I scanned the secret of the bud and star.

Hill-road and desert, and the hurrying street
Know well the impress of my restless feet!

Then some one came with soft, caressing glance,
Slow, like a woman out of all romance.

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