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Carillon


(The War Memorial of the University of Sydney)

Death is an ocean, an uncharted deep.
Gulfed by slow waves unbroken
Life comes at last to where the sea-woods weep
Its dreams and hopes unspoken.

For us, these gave their bounteous happy days
From an untilled to-morrow:
And here the grateful heart its grief allays
And builds the bells for sorrow.

So shall the winds speed forth the gallant songs
Whence in her tender yearning
Their memory Our Mother here prolongs
And mourns the unreturning.

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