Far in the Eastern passage-way a sudden light;
The stone that blocked the sepulchre is backward rolled;
And down into the fœtid, stifling vault of Night
The naked corpse of Dawn is lowered, grey and cold.
More verses by Arthur Henry Adams
- The Wonderful Aussie Waler
- The Dwellings Of Our Dead
- A Woman's Farewell
- The Storm And The Bush
- Blossom