ROADS
(Written for the “Times.”)
O roads were made /or dreaming hearts, and wiljul gipsy feet, For hungry minds that turn from sickly dainties of the town; For men who are a-weary of the faces in the street, And k n °W that beauty waits for them where all good roads go down. And roads are friends, no less, I hold, for that they bring us where Life is all spring and liberty, all kindliness and song: I’ll take these roads when night’s abroad with stars so debonair, And find no fear in all the- world, nor hateful hint of wrong. I care not where the toad may go, but all my heart’s to be Just on a road, escaped from lime, with heaven beyond each bend; Grey sheds and fields, and finches’ gold, they are for me, for me, On radiant roads and singing roads ihat have no bitter end. Christchurch. J. R. Hervey.
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New Zealand Times, Volume LIII, Issue 12609, 20 November 1926, Page 12
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155ROADS New Zealand Times, Volume LIII, Issue 12609, 20 November 1926, Page 12
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