ORIGINAL POETRY.
THE THREE FRIENDS. We’ll fancy you about to leave Ynrr own your native land, Three loving friends, long-tried and dear. Attend you to the strand. One wears the shamrock in his coat, Ono wears the English rose, And one is from loved Scotland’s hills Where blooming heather grows. Your Irish friend will serame aloud And hug you out of breath, Your English friend will sigh and sob And vow to love till death. Your Scottish friend in silence stands ; He knows not what to say ; But in his heart are feelings deep That language can’t convey. Years 101 l apace: Your Irish friend Is full of mirth and glee ; Your English frienil may heave a sigh If e’er he thinks of thee. Your Scottish friend, with feelings keen, Guards relics of the past; He mourns the friend who went away And joys that ecu hi not last. In happy days, when all is bright And prosperity smiles I would visit English bowers, Cr lovely Erin’s Isles. Rut when the cloudy days draw near ttf sad adversity, No other country will suffice, But Scotlano’s hills for me. J. M.
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Dunstan Times, Issue 1048, 19 May 1882, Page 3
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190ORIGINAL POETRY. Dunstan Times, Issue 1048, 19 May 1882, Page 3
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