Poems (Storrie)/A Northern Plain

​A northern Plain, South Australia.

O wide, wide plain that winneth thought to thee, What is thy charm and what thy potency   To weary hearts like mine? I love, I love   To dream of thee, Heaven's azure arch above Is not more free, across thy great expanse The sunshine lies as if a magic trance   Detained it, and a soft gray monotone—  The hue of dreams—enfolds thee, and the moan Of night-winds o'er thee, when a silver flood Invades thee, stirs the hearer's frighted blood   To weird delight. Thy limitless repose   Upon my heart like mesmerism grows. Ah me! to steep my spirit once again In thy enchanted calm—oh! Northern Plain.
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