THINGS THAT MATTER
THE EVENING CLOUD. A cloud lay cradled near the setting sun, A gleam or crimson tinged its braided snow ; Long had L watched the glory moving on, O’er the still radiance of the lake below: Tranquil its spirit seemed, and floated slow! Even in its very motion there was rest; While every breath of eve that chanced to blow Wafted the traveller to the beauteous west. Emblem, methought, of the departed soul! To whose white robe the gleam of bliss is given ; Audi by the breath of mercy made to roll Right onward to the golden gates of heaven, Where, to the eye of faith, it peaceful lies, And tell to man his glorious destinies. Wilson * * * •* The highest culture is to speak no ill,.
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Hokitika Guardian, 1 June 1931, Page 1
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127THINGS THAT MATTER Hokitika Guardian, 1 June 1931, Page 1
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