The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 9, Issue 2 (May 1, 1934.)
Black Swans
Black Swans.
Through the dusk, the river's croon;
Six black swans against the moon.
Eerily, without a cry,
Six black swans go swinging by.
Their wings’ beat comes down to me—
Muted waves on phantom sea—
Whispers from eternity …
In the trees, the night wind's croon;
My love sleeps beneath the moon.
Earth long since was made his bed.
Six black swans fly overhead.