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Edwin James Brady

Carcoar / New South Wales
Edwin James Brady
Carcoar / New South Wales

Twilight

Rating: 5.0
When a heavy surf is droning

In the twilight on the bar;
When our Mother Sea is crooning

Her quaint cradle-song afar;

When the wild black swans are lining
To some still, remote lagoon;

And above the headland, shining,
Hangs a quiet, crescent moon;

When the panoply, the splendor

Of the tropic sunset dies, —
Then my Fancy turns to tender

Dreams beneath the queenly skies.

Dear-loved Loadstone of my longing.
Fair, fond Woman of my heart!

When the twilight thoughts are thronging.
Art thou dreaming, too, apart?

Yes, my Spirit echoes truly;

'Circling seas shall, with the tide.
Pulse on either shore of Thule,

In the Dream Beatified.

'Surely as the mystic Crescent
Silvers now a garden fair,
Will the shining, white, liquescent
Light of Love burn also there!**

So I mourn not that the splendor
Of the dead Day lies in pall.

When the Night her brooding, tender
Wings of fantasy lets fall.

In the dusk Tm sitting, building
Tall cloud-castles by the sea ;

In the dusk my Love is gilding
Castles fair for her and me.
Edwin James Brady
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
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Mahtab Bangalee 23 May 2020
'Surely as the mystic Crescent Silvers now a garden fair, Will the shining, white, liquescent Light of Love burn also there! **....beautiful poetic writings...
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