George William Rusden,
Moyarra: An Australian Legend in Two Cantos
(1891)
“ Mistrusting e'en thy constant heart; Hear but the cause—thou wilt not start. Thou know'st Muntookan (of the race For whom the hills are dwelling-place) ; Before our gathered tribe, this morn,— E'en now I shudder:—he hath sworn That, ere to-morrow's speeding rays Are quenched in darkness, he will seize Thine own loved Mytah for his bride."2 "Perish the thought!" Moyarra cried— "Nay, hear my tale," she gently said; "But late the tribe have onward strayed;— E'en now, perchance, they seek for me,— Oh ! bliss ! that I have met with thee! ”
