THE POET’S CORNER

Rangitikei Advocate and Manawatu Argus, Volume XXXIII, Issue 9087, 4 March 1908, Page 6

THE POET’S CORNER

LIKES FOE LOTTIE’S AHBUM. Dear girl, I’vo turned these pages o’er With many a gentle sign, And mused, shall this love’s blooming wreath Wither, and fade, and die. Will the kind wishes here inscribed Above each well-loved name Live, as the fleeting years speed on, In word and deed the same. . Will no fond eye, now beaming bright Upon thy dawning day, In after years grow hard and stern, And Downing, turn away. Will no warm hand that takes thine own With close and cordial grasp, In future days bo coldly given, ■ Or shun thy proffered clasp. f Will those who sing thy praises now E’er play the traitor’s part. And with the serpent’s venomed sting Pierce thy pure, trusting heart. May Heaven forbid, though stormy -paths Thy feet, will oft-times tread, May you ne’er mourn with bitter teai'S ** Sweet friendship cold and dead. —Martou.