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THE WOODS OF DANDENONG


High, clear and high, the soaring skylark sings
Love! Love! Love! the joy of life and woe:
Throbs, throbs his heart, as upward on thrilling wings
Far, far he soars from this dim world below.
Was it a skylark's voice or a soul's triumphant song
We heard in the days gone by in the woods of Dandenong?

Rose, lovely rose—a fairer rose was she—
Rose, white rose, I kiss your tender leaves!
Speak, speak, speak, O Soul-white rose for me,
Say, say to her my heart in silence grieves.
Lonely and sad it grieves amidst the careless throng …
Ah, green are the waving trees in the woods of Dandenong!

Star, crystal star, shining where angels be,

Bright, bright star—yet brighter were her eyes—
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