TO LITTLE ALICE.
Surely, sweet eyes and irue, ■Turning to heaven thy vievr, Some of its softest blue Thou didst retain. Oh, may no cloud arise, But clear as evening skies, When daylight gently dies, Those eyes remain. With many a childish wile, Clear Toice and sunny smile, Thou didst our hearts beguile From care away. Thy voice sweet as the swell Of brook iu leafy dell That to the blue harebell Singcth all clay. 0, locks ef golden gleam, Surely some heavenly beam On thee didst downward stream, And rested there, Thy onward path to light, May it, au omen bright, Still deck as nears the night Thy silver hair. — Quivtr,
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Hawke's Bay Times, Issue 1525, 14 November 1873, Page 13
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112TO LITTLE ALICE. Hawke's Bay Times, Issue 1525, 14 November 1873, Page 13
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