Here you will find the Poem Fragment of Ballad of poet Sydney Thompson Dobell
How shall I sing? the thing I crave To say is speechless as a Lover's trance. How shall I give to thee What even now is all so wholly thine That but by losing thee in me Or me in thee it never can be mine? As a sliding wave of sliding sea Before my following hand doth dance Ever and ever onward to the shore, And breaks and is a thousand things at once, And from the moment's multiplicity Takes itself up again into a wave: So all I feel and see Breaks to the thousand-fold of Fate and Chance, But from the moment's multiplicity Takes itself up into the thought of thee.