HIS lot how glorious whom the must shall name
Her first high-priest in this bright southern clime!
Aglow with light from her aspiring flame,
Catching the raptures of her Grecian prime,
Lifting these later days to heights sublime,
So shall he walk the glorious path of fame;
He boldly quarryeth from natures frame
The sculptured marble of his lofty thyme
Enbreathed with beauty; oer his splendid page
Shall glow his country-womens lustrous eyes,
And many a future heros noble rage
His flame shall kindle; all the brave and wise,
Breathing his influence from age to age,
Shall sound his glory to his native skies.
Australia's First Great Poet
written byCharles Harpur
© Charles Harpur