Original Poetry.
THE FIRST GE MAY. May now is not the May we knew In happier days and sunnier hour*. When love, and hops, and friendship grew ’Midst new-born summer’s flowers ; When through the lanes the merry swain* And blithesome maidens tripped so gay, To join the thrush, round scented bush, In welcoming the first of May. May now is not the May we knew When life was robed in garments pure, When hearts wers fresh and friends were true, And souls were wrapped in faith secure. Alas! those dreams, bedecked with gleams Of Paradise, have flown away; The world has changed since we have ranged Beneath the blooming hedge in May. May now is not the May we know, Tho sky has on its sable gown, And yonder mount of sullen hue, Like grim despair, is gazing done. ’Tis not the same, ’tis but the name That warms our hearts with mesjfjy's ray ; And woos a sigh for days gone by And friends that meet no move in May. Thomas Brackjsn. Dunedin, May Ist,
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Evening Star, Volume VIII, Issue 2179, 2 May 1870, Page 2
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175Original Poetry. Evening Star, Volume VIII, Issue 2179, 2 May 1870, Page 2
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