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

By Blanche Edith Baughan

126 . God’s Acre

’NEATH the spiring of spruces

Above the blue sea,

Lo, a field of white crosses,

A garden of grief!

—And a riot of roses,

Of red and white roses,

Rich Death! all in blossom,

Fair Loss! all in leaf.

Aye, their warm cherub-cheeks

To cold marble they press;

With sweet summer-kisses

Dead names they caress;

Yon tomb, see, all garlands,

All roses this cross!

—So breathe, my lamenting!

So bloom, O my loss!