[Editor: This poem by Philip Durham Lorimer was published in Songs and Verses by Philip Durham Lorimer: An Australian Bush Poet, 1901.]
Wake Me Not
Wake me not, while I can linger
In my dreams o’er dawning day ;
Let me then, in silent raptures,
All my pulses wild, obey.
When the flame-bird’s breast is flutt’ring
To outpour its thrilling song,
Let me then, untiring, gather
All the joys I’ve loved so long.
Wake me not, while I can softly
Be in dreams, that hunger not
For the joys which follow riches,
Those that flee, so soon forgot ;
Let me in the dawning, rather,
Rest my mind on Love, awhile,
For my days are sweetest wakened
With the morning’s sunlit smile.
Big Hartley, May 18, 1893.
E. A. Petherick (editor). Songs and Verses by Philip Durham Lorimer: An Australian Bush Poet, William Clowes and Sons, London, 1901, page 139