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The monument commemorates poet George Essex Evans (1863 - 1909). Annual pilgrimages used to be made to this monument.
Evans was born in London in 1863, emigrated to Australia in 1881 working initially as a farmer and later as a teacher, journalist and Toowoomba`s Registrar of Births Deaths and Marriages. He contributed articles to numerous journals and newspapers, particularly The Queenslander, for which he wrote as `Christophus`. Two of his books of verse were published, in 1891 and 1897. In 1901 he won the Commonwealth Poetry award for his " Ode for Commonwealth Day."
Some finality has been reached respecting the Essex Evans Memorial, which it is proposed to erect in Toowoomba, The design has been accepted by the Toowoomba committee, and the work is to be carried out by Mr. Bruce, monumental mason, Toowoomba. The total cost is to be £106/10. The monument will be erected in Webb Park, Toowoomba, on the Main Range, overlooking the deceased's late home on Toll Bar road.
Cairns Post (Qld), 30 September 1912.
Location
| Address: | Dudley Street, Webb Park, Toowoomba, 4350 |
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| State: | QLD |
| Area: | AUS |
| GPS Coordinates: | Lat: -27.558232 Long: 151.977518 Note: GPS Coordinates are approximate. |
Details
| Monument Type: | Monument |
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| Monument Theme: | People |
| Sub-Theme: | Arts |
| Designer: | Mr Bruce (Toowoomba,QLD) |
Dedication
| Approx. Monument Dedication Date: | Circa 1912 - 1913 |
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1863
George Essex Evans
1909.
Plaque :
He knows not life who hath not felt the breath
Nor gazed once in the mocking etes of death,
The purest springs, the waters without stain,
Well upward from the bruning heart of pain.
Plaque :
Before I saw the purest afar
A great light dawn and widen an increase
With white flame crested like a perfect star.
Above the sword of pain - the crown of peace !
"The Sword of Pain"
What though we die forgot and sad for the song unsung !
Fresh from her thousand deaths, ever world is young.
"The Dream Star."
Sing thou of truth !
That which alone can stand when all is sifted
That which humanity in pain and tears
Has sought with patient toil through myriad years
Till thou shalt see wuth radiant face uplifted eternal truth
"The Song of Life."
