SAXBY'S PREDICTIONS FOR 1865.
July 7th, 13th, 20th, 27th I August 3rd, 9th, 17th, 23rd, 30th
SIR GEORGE GREY'S LAMENT. Air— The Young Folks at Houi'e. 'Twas in a Northern grove I dwelt, No sorrow then I knew ; It seemed that every day was bright That gaily o'er me flew ; The sycophants that clung around, E'er I from them did roam, Made every hour still happier seem, - With Maoris dear at home. We played at Knights and Bishops then, And schemed 'neath Law's dim shade, And those around but laughed to see The blunders that we made ; The Auckland birds most sweetly sang The Maoris they would*bme And make the town with music TingBut now they've all gone home. And now I broken hearted, go To Wellington, a prize, I grieve o'er all the happy past, With bitter tears and sighs. I'm scorned by all New Zealand folks, No matter where I roam ; Oh ! shall I never see again, My Maori pets at home. Ah no ! for they are far away, No dusky beauties shine ; I never dreamt such grief would come To this poor heart of mine ; Then take me to the dear old spot, No longer let me roam, And lay me in the cold, cold grave With Maori pets at home.
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Evening Post, Issue 138, 18 July 1865, Page 2
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214SAXBY'S PREDICTIONS FOR 1865. Evening Post, Issue 138, 18 July 1865, Page 2
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