Sonnets on the Discovery of Botany Bay by Captain Cook - IV - Sutherlands Grave
Tis holy ground! The silent silver lights And darks undreamed of, falling year by year Upon his sleep, in soft Australian nights, Are joys enough for him who lieth here So sanctified with Rest. We need not rear The storied monument oer such a spot! That soul, the first for whom the Christian tear Was shed on Austral soil, hath heritage Most ample! Let the ages wane with age, The grass which clothes this grave shall wither not. See yonder quiet lily! Have the blights Of many winters left it on a faded tomb? Oh, peace! Its fellows, glad with green delights, Shall gather round it deep eternal bloom!
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"Tis holy ground! The silent silver lights..."
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