Here you will find the Poem L'Avenir of poet Sydney Thompson Dobell
I saw the human millions as the sand Unruffled on the starlit wilderness. The day was near, and every star grew less In universal dawn. Then woke a band Of wheeling winds, and made a mighty stress Of morning weather; and still wilder went O'er shifting plains, till, in their last excess, A whirlwind whirled across the whirling land. Heaven blackened over it; a voice of woes Foreran it; the great noise of clanging foes Hurtled behind; beneath the earth was rent, And howling Death, like an uncaverned beast, Leaped from his lair. Meanwhile morn oped the East, And thro' the dusty tumult God arose.
