POETRY

Alexandra Herald and Central Otago Gazette, Issue 426, 9 June 1904, Page 2

POETRY

YAMTY OF YANITIEa Bee to tk* blosst m, moth to the flame; Each t§ his passion; wbaf ain a name Red clover's sweitest, well the bte knows j Vo fee* ms tack it; lonely it blows. Deep liei its honey, cat of reich, deep; What ntt ia honey hidden to keep f *J*e*d ia the autumn, starving for triad j Who stops to pity a hseey-bee dead P Steiw£aai«B art brig atari* bluing the Ekies; ©sly a hand's breath the moth-wing flies. Fealad with a eandle, scorched with a breath}

Poor Uttle miller, a tawdry death! Life is a honey, life is a flame i Each to his passion; what's in a Bune P Swinging »nd circling, face to the sun, Brier little planet, how it doth raa! Bee-time and moth-time, add the amount; White heat and honey, who keeps the count? Gone some fine evening, a spark out-tost! Tbe world no darker for one star loßt 1 Bee to the bloescm, meth to the flune; E icb. to his passion j what's in a name P —Fhlbn Jackson.