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Walter Murdoch (1874–1970).  The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse.  1918.
9. Sonnet
By Charles Harpur
SHE loves me! From her own bliss-breathing lips
  The live confession came, like rich perfume
  From crimson petals bursting into bloom!
And still my heart at the remembrance skips
Like a young lion, and my tongue too trips        5
  As drunk with joy! while every object seen
  In life’s diurnal round wears in its mien
A clear assurance that no doubts eclipse.
And if the common things of nature now
  Are like old faces flushed with new delight,        10
Much more the consciousness of that rich vow
  Deepens the beauteous, and refines the bright,
  While throned I seem on love’s divinest height
’Mid all the glories glowing round its brow.


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