THE MASTER SINGER
She sang her song of rapture, and the Master-Singer smiled. . .A song of sunlit summer hours Love's magic had beguiled: a song of summer dalliance on a moonlit silver shore. . .The Master-Singer bowed his head: he’d heard it oft of yore! There came the snows of winter, and the winds blew »hriU said keen.
The, Master-Singer stood at pause, and watched awhile unseen. And while the skies were bleaker, still,, and the darknes veiled the land, he sought the little singing maid and held her listles hand. “Nay. be not sad!” he comforted: “nor deem your songs are dead because nigbt has fallen and the summer rose has fled. . .And shrink not from my sight .dear child, as from the touch of shame. The Master-Singer bids you sing; and Sorrow is his name.” She sang her song of bitter pain; and, singing grew more brave. The Master-Singer nearer drew to hear each gallant stave. Till with the last true-echoing note, he smiled once more to see how Sorrow still to loftier heights could lift Love’s minstrelsy! H.S.
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Manawatu Times, Volume LIII, Issue 6542, 25 February 1928, Page 15
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180THE MASTER SINGER Manawatu Times, Volume LIII, Issue 6542, 25 February 1928, Page 15
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