SONNET.
A streak of richest crimson in the west, A strain of plaintive music in the rill, A thin grey shadow creeping o'er the to", A sheet of gold upon the ocean's breast The closing lid of day's bright treasure chest-
A wisper 'mong the leaves—a merry trill From out the clust'ring shrubs, —then all is still, And sinks the year in evening's arms to rest, Old Sev'nty-Eight, thou'rt setting with the
sun, A deeper crimson streak is on thy head, A sadder strain proclaims thy race is run. A darker shadow creeps around thy bed ; Depart from us in peace-thy work is done, A brighter year is coming in thy stead. Thomas Bracken.
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Akaroa Mail and Banks Peninsula Advertiser, Volume 3, Issue 263, 24 January 1879, Page 3
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114SONNET. Akaroa Mail and Banks Peninsula Advertiser, Volume 3, Issue 263, 24 January 1879, Page 3
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