| Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918. |
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| 119. Waking |
| | | By John Le Gay Brereton |
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| ABOVE us hangs the jewelled night; | |
| And how her restful cool caresses | |
| Make us forget the weary sight | |
| Of summer’s daily wildernesses! | |
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| O aching toil and hope deferred, | 5 |
| The night has made a promise to me; | |
| She whispered, and a wonder stirred, | |
| And still the joy is thrilling through me. | |
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| Smooth water, shadow deeply still, | |
| I dare not move, you wait unsleeping | 10 |
| —You share the breathless hopes that fill | |
| The watch my longing soul is keeping. | |
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| A fish is leaping in the bay; | |
| The shafts of yellow light are shaking. | |
| O glorious night and happy day, | 15 |
| Beneath my silent heart she’s waking. | |
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