A Sunset Fantasy

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Spellbound by a sweet fantasy
   At evenglow I stand
Beside an opaline strange sea
   That rings a sunset land.

The rich lights fade out one by one,
   And, like a peony
Drowning in wine, the crimson sun
   Sinks down in that strange sea.

His wake across the ocean-floor
   In a long glory lies,
Like a gold wave-way to the shore
   Of some sea paradise.

My dream flies after him, and I
   Am in another land;
The sun sets in another sky,
   And we sit hand in hand.

Gray eyes look into mine; such eyes
   I think the angel's are —
Soft as the soft light in the skies
   When shines the morning star,

And tremulous as morn, when thin
   Gold lights begin to glow,
Revealing the bright soul within
   As dawn the sun below.

So, hand in hand, we watch the sun
   Burn down the Western deeps,
Dreaming a charmed dream, as one
   Who in enchantment sleeps;

A dream of how we twain some day,
   Careless of map or chart,
Will both take ship and sail away
   Into the sunset's heart.

Our ship shall be of sandal built,
   Like ships in old-world tales,
Carven with cunning art, and gilt,
   And winged with scented sails

Of silver silk, whereon the red
   Great gladioli burn,
A rainbow-flag at her masthead,
   A rose-flag at her stern;

And, perching on the point above
   Wherefrom the pennon blows,
The figure of a flying dove,
   And in her beak a rose.

And from the fading land the breeze
   Shall bring us, blowing low,
Old odours and old memories,
   And airs of long ago —

A melody that has no words
   Of mortal speech a part,
Yet touching all the deepest chords
   That tremble in the heart:

A scented song blown oversea,
   As though from bowers of bloom
A wind-harp in a lilac-tree
   Breathed music and perfume.

And we, no more with longings pale,
   Will smile to hear it blow;
I in the shadow of the sail,
   You in the sunset-glow.

For, with the fading land, our fond
   Old fears shall all fade out,
Paled by the light from shores beyond
   The dread of Death or Doubt.

And from a gloomy cloud above
   When Death his shadow flings,
The Spirit of Immortal Love
   Will shield us with his wings.

He is the lord of dreams divine,
   And lures us with his smiles
Along the splendour opaline
   Unto the Blessed Isles.

This work is in the public domain in Australia because it was created in Australia and the term of copyright has expired.

See Australian Copyright Council - Duration of Copyright (August 2014).


This work is also in the public domain in the United States because it was in the public domain in Australia in 1996, and no copyright was registered in the U.S. (This is the combined effect of Australia having joining the Berne Convention in 1928, and of 17 USC 104A with its critical date of January 1, 1996.)

This work was published before January 1, 1924, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.