Wake Me Not [poem by Philip Durham Lorimer]

[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.



Source:
E. A. Petherick (editor). Songs and Verses by Philip Durham Lorimer: An Australian Bush Poet, William Clowes and Sons, London, 1901, page 139

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