The stars were lit in heaven, and we did rove,
Rosa and I, in the cool shadowless haze
Of early night, at those wild lights to gaze,
Ere yet the moon, whose rim was now above
An eastern hill, should dim them. Soon did move
In both strange sympathies, as though their rays
Were memories of bright eyes, that in the days
Of the still past look'd heavenward in love.
Distinguishingly then our thoughts begun
To single for regard such as were rare;
To fix at length, by mute consent, on one
That burns in the deep west beyond compare --
And fixing, deem, that when the day was done,
The spirit of our love resided there.
First published in The Maitland Mercury & Hunter River General Advertiser, 22 June 1844
Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography, Australian Poetry Library
See also.
Rosa and I, in the cool shadowless haze
Of early night, at those wild lights to gaze,
Ere yet the moon, whose rim was now above
An eastern hill, should dim them. Soon did move
In both strange sympathies, as though their rays
Were memories of bright eyes, that in the days
Of the still past look'd heavenward in love.
Distinguishingly then our thoughts begun
To single for regard such as were rare;
To fix at length, by mute consent, on one
That burns in the deep west beyond compare --
And fixing, deem, that when the day was done,
The spirit of our love resided there.
First published in The Maitland Mercury & Hunter River General Advertiser, 22 June 1844
Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography, Australian Poetry Library
See also.