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Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.

34. Three Counsellors

IT was the fairy of the place,

Moving within a little light,

Who touched with dim and shadowy grace

The conflict at its fever height.

It seemed to whisper “Quietness,”

Then quietly itself was gone:

Yet echoes of its mute caress

Were with me as the years went on.

It was the warrior within

Who called “Awake, prepare for fight:

Yet lose not memory in the din:

Make of thy gentleness thy might:

“Make of thy silence words to shake

The long-enthroned kings of earth:

Make of thy will the force to break

Their towers of wantonness and mirth.”

It was the wise all-seeing soul

Who counselled neither war nor peace:

“Only be thou thyself that goal

In which the wars of time shall cease.”