LADIES' EXPRESS.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume III, Issue 243, 30 January 1875, Page 3

LADIES' EXPRESS.

[The Editor will be glad io o ive insertion to any local contributions from his lady friena* that may be considered interesting in the family circle, or to the sex generally.'] o LOVE SONG-. WHEN the glad Spring-time walked over the border, And the brown honey-bee crept from his cell s ■When the stin and the west wind put Nature in order, And decked her in robes that became her so well— Then did my torpid heart wake from its elumber; Then did I first spring to life and to light; For what were the years passed without thee ? they number Only as one long, dark, sumnierless night. Iu the flush of the Spring-time I saw thee, and seeing, Loved with the love that had waited for thee ; A life that I never had known sprang to being— A Hfe and a love that were Heaven to me. There never before was such warmth in the Summer, There never before were such hues in the fall; Never such balm in the breath of that Comer Who shrouds the dead seasons and rules over all. Love, I have drunk in the cliarm of your presence The elixir that grants me perpetual life; My blood leaps and bounds ; I am thrilled by the essence, And soar over trials, and troubles, and strife. We live and we love, and what grief can alarm us ? Darling, my darling, the world is our own ; Life never can rob us, death cannot disarm us Of this, our vast riches—our wealth, love, alone. The Summer is dead I Did you know it, my darling ? Did you know that the Winter walked over the earth ? The gold-breasted thrush and the purplecrowned starling Make glad other lands with their musical mirt h. Ah, no! For the Summer of love in your bosom Makes Sammer and sunlight to you every where ; I should not have known, but I missed the sweet b’ossom That all through the Summer you wore in your hair.