COUNTRY ROADS
The road is still as mv heart is still; It steals through the hollow and over the hill— Steals o’er the hill and over the hollow, Murmuring ever, “Come, follow — follow 1” The road is narrow —it is not straight; Shadows creep over it earlv and late; Early and late do the shadows, creeping, Ease my soul to a peaceful sleeping.' The sunset flares with a scarlet flame, The soft wind whispers a well-loved name: A swift bird wings like a flash of fire And wakes my eyes to a hrave desire. Youth may die • . « But the road still calls To the place where the last pale sunlight falls— Murmuring ever, with turn and bend. “Follow me on to the end —to the end.” —Margaret Sangster.
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Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XVII, 19 November 1927, Page 11
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128COUNTRY ROADS Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XVII, 19 November 1927, Page 11
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