LADIES’ EXPRESS.
.£ The Editor will he glad to give insertion to any local contributions from his lady friends that may be considered interesting in the family circle, or to the sex generally.]
MY LOVE. She walks in a robe as blue, as blue, Aa the midnight skies of fragrant June ; I see her eyes, so dark and true, And my heart beats loud, like the bells at noon. My lore 1 my lore! no longer a girl; You hear the tears whenever she speaks ; There of silver in every curl a sliaddow against her cheeks. Her sunny and soft and calm, Only kisses ’twill move and thrill; A red roseureathingodorousbalm, When the dews of a summer night distil. Best and dearest, her heart is mine, Truer because she loved before : Do I dream that the fire divine, Flickering once, can flame no more ? Her smile is bright and her laughter gay, Her deep eyes shining with peace and cheer; But when she kneels in the church to pray She looks like an angel wandering here. O heart so holy, tender, and true ! O sweet face graven and wan with care 1 A lingering life I would live for you, For earth is heaven while you are there.
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Poverty Bay Standard, Volume III, Issue 323, 10 November 1875, Page 3
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207LADIES’ EXPRESS. Poverty Bay Standard, Volume III, Issue 323, 10 November 1875, Page 3
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