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Walter Murdoch (1874–1970).  The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse.  1918.
 
49. To the Poet
 
By Thomas Heney
 
 
WHAT cares the rose if the buds which are its pride
Be plucked for the breast of the dead or the hands of a bride?
 
The mother-drift if its pebbles be dull inglorious things,
Or diamonds fit to shine from the diadems of kings?
 
Sing, O poet, the moods of thy moments each        5
Perfect to thee whatever the meaning it reach.
 
Let the years find if it be as a soulless stone,
Or under the words which hide there be a glory alone.
 

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