Newcastle Morning Herald & Miners Advocate
Saturday 23 November 1889, page 9
Photograph from our collection: Boats on Lake Macquarie at sunset
Calmly lay the lake that evening,
By the softest breeze caressed,
And the groups of snow-white sea-birds
Had alighted there to rest.
And the wavelets made a murmur,
as they crept along the shore,
Fain to blend their softer music
With the far-off oceans roar.
Loth to see the trace of shadows
Darkly trembling on the tide,
Shed the sun his showers of crimson
And of gold, from side to side.
Een as when despairs forebodings
Threatening loom around thy soul,
Some bright hope will rise within us,
Rise, and beautify the whole.
And the birds, from bush surrounding,
Softly sang their farewell notes,
And across the sun-lit waters
Slowly came the fishing boats.
Now the beauteous glow of sunset
On the water waxes pale,
And the curlew from the ridges
Send a melancholy wail.
Spreading oer the scene her shadows
With a tender touch and mild,
Hangs the night, like some fond mother
Bending oer a sleeping child.
Hark! the sound of distant music
Oer the peaceful water floats.
Tis the voice of the fishers,
Singing as they moor their boats.
Soon the darkening shores deserted;
All the sounds and echoes cease;
Save the curlews mournful wailing,
Not a murmur breaks the peace.
Oft amid the towns harsh noises
To that scene my thoughts will roam,
Where the evening fell in silence
And the boats were coming home.
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