Where Kendal dreamed beside Narara Creek
I watched the elusive shadows come and go
And listened to the feathered songsters seek
Elysian food where perfumed blossoms blow.
Softly they came and sang and softly went,
And all the world was full of wonderment
Where Kendal dreamed.
Close by the busy hands of restless men
Have torn the veil from Nature's patient brow;
Despoiled her beauty Commerce with his pen
Makes note of discounts that the Trade allow,
And little rocks, in passing on his way,
The glories that have graced a bygone day
Where Kendal dreamed.
The old, romantic solitude has fled,
And, striving, men forget the storied past;
To-day is here and yesterday is dead.
Though stricken hopes their spectre shadows cast
Narara still is fair, the hillside gleams,
And life is sweeter for the graceful dreams
That Kendal dreamed.
First published in The Sydney Morning Herald, 27 November 1926
I watched the elusive shadows come and go
And listened to the feathered songsters seek
Elysian food where perfumed blossoms blow.
Softly they came and sang and softly went,
And all the world was full of wonderment
Where Kendal dreamed.
Close by the busy hands of restless men
Have torn the veil from Nature's patient brow;
Despoiled her beauty Commerce with his pen
Makes note of discounts that the Trade allow,
And little rocks, in passing on his way,
The glories that have graced a bygone day
Where Kendal dreamed.
The old, romantic solitude has fled,
And, striving, men forget the storied past;
To-day is here and yesterday is dead.
Though stricken hopes their spectre shadows cast
Narara still is fair, the hillside gleams,
And life is sweeter for the graceful dreams
That Kendal dreamed.
First published in The Sydney Morning Herald, 27 November 1926
