Poetry.
IN DARKNESS..... Toil for the clay, and the night for rest, And well for the sorrows that sleep ; But a shadow comes out of the dark’iiing Comes to mypillow a nightly guest [west When the hush on the household is deep. Only a shade from the days that were, And a dream of the Might-have-been; Tangled threads of a pattern fairI—' 1 —' Life-dark’ning answer to selfish prayer, With remorse for the links between. Vain, vain regrets—for the past must be, And the future its work fulfil; But we keep our vigil, my dream and I, In the darkness alone, with a voiceless cry For the pain that will never be still.
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Southern Cross, Volume 1, Issue 17, 22 July 1893, Page 11
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112Poetry. Southern Cross, Volume 1, Issue 17, 22 July 1893, Page 11
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