REMORSE.
. ... . ...... ... .. ] By John Hay. Sad is the thought of sunniest days Of love and rapture perished, And shine through memory's tearful haze ' i The eyes once fondliest cherished, j Reproachful is the ghost of toys That charmed while life was wasted, But saddest is the thought of joys That never yet were tasted. Sad is the vague and tender dream Of dead love's lingering hisses To crush'd hearts, hallowed by the gleam . Of unreturning blisses ;• Deep mourns the soul, m anguished pride, For the pitiless death that won them; But the saddest wail is for lips that died With the virgin dew upon them.
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NZ Truth, Issue 76, 1 December 1906, Page 3
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104REMORSE. NZ Truth, Issue 76, 1 December 1906, Page 3
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