Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant

When the Light is as Darkness

Harry "Breaker" Harbord Morant (born Edwin Henry Murrant, 9 December 1864 – 27 February 1902) was an Anglo-Australian drover, horseman, bush poet and military officer, who was convicted and executed for murder during the Second Anglo-Boer War. While serving with the Bushveldt Carbineers during the …






The morning-tide is fair and bright,
  With golden sun up-springing;
The cedars glowed in the new-born light,
  And the bell-bird's note was ringing;
While diamonds dropped by dusky Night,
  Were yet to the gidyas clinging.
 
The morning waned - the sun rose high
  O'erhead, until 'twas seeming
But a dazzling disc, and the fiery sky
  Like an opal sea was gleaming;
And languorous flowers - of morn gone by,
  And coming eve - fell dreaming.
 
And now the moon above does creep
  To laugh at red Sol sinking;
While wakening from their sunlit sleep,
  A few wan stars are blinking,
And thirsty, drooping flowers deep
  Of evening dews are drinking.
 
The birds will soon their carols cease,
  And crows are homeward hieing;
The gloaming deepens, stars increase,
  The weary day is dying -
Its requiem, murmurous of peace,
  The vesper winds are, sighing.
 
This night is near! Are you waiting friend,
  That Night? - we're drawing nigh it -
When we to the Restful Land shall wend,
  And leave life's feverish riot -
When the gods to each tired soul shall send
  Eternal, dreamless quiet.

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