NEVER THE HEART OF SPRING.
Never the heart of spring had trembled so As ou that day when first Paradise We went afoot as novices to know For the first time what blue was in the skies, What fresher green than any in the grass, And how the sap goes beating to the sun, ... And tell how on the clocks of beauty pass Minute by minute til! the last is done. But not the new birds singing in the brake, And not the buds of onr discovery. The deeper blue, the wilder green, the ache For beauty that wc shadow ns we see, Made heaven; but we. a? love's occasion brings. Took these, and made them Paradisal things.
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Otaki Mail, 18 September 1922, Page 3
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118NEVER THE HEART OF SPRING. Otaki Mail, 18 September 1922, Page 3
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