Poetry.
THE NIGHTINGALE'S SONG. I wander musing 'neath the trees, f Watch by the queen-moon's tender eye, And there comes floating on the bieeze A rich and Wondrous melod.-. Now joyous as a marriage sonjr, Now mournful as a funeral v.ail. It rings through the hush'd night-hours long The passion of the Nightingale.
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—u Upward it floats, now sinks again, Low, like a dying man's last word ; Anon the mingled joy and pain Rises from the full-throated bird. O night, how beautiful than art I Dark-arched above, around the glow Of Dian; in my musing heart rs The song «f Nightingale below. —William Cowan.
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Alexandra Herald and Central Otago Gazette, Issue 445, 27 October 1904, Page 2
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108Poetry. Alexandra Herald and Central Otago Gazette, Issue 445, 27 October 1904, Page 2
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