Photo: Fountain, Norman Lindsay Gallery garden
Hugh McCrae was another poet in Norman Lindsay’s circle of friends.
Words to walk with:
From Rakes Song by Hugh McCrae
“The fresh and lively all must fade,
The painted and the sung ones,
And Time – when they are in the shade –
Consoles us with his young ones.
Then, let the girls grow old apace,
And wander into heaven …
I’ll love a twenty-summers’ face
When I am ninety-seven!
So waste no sympathy upon
Pale lovers idly wailing …
For every naughty lass that’s gone
There’s fifty more availing.”