The Universal Query.
Shall I awake some unexpected day, and feel my soul
Shake off this drowsiness of living
And watch a new horizon backward roll
New boundaries to a new creation giving,
And see night’s fearful fancies fade away,
Drowned in the sunlight of a real day?
Shall I awake unto a sudden sense of exquisite release
From terrors half obscure, or wholly seeming,
And realise by that benign surcease
How drearily I have been dreaming?
And watch the freshness of a true daybreak
And draw deep breaths, and know I am awake?
Agnes L. Storrie. Poems, J. W. Kettlewell, Sydney, 1909, page 223