The Home Circle
[Conducted bu LIN'D A .]
IDLE WORDS.
I Why quarrel ? Life is all too short, alas ! To break e’en half a strand of friendship’s chain; The golden links of friendship or of love, ’When snapped, are scarcely clasped in life again. II The summer zephyr softly woos the roses Tn dalliance sweet, drinking their odorous breath ; But angry breezes ruffle their pure beauty, Casting them cruelly to early death. 111 So does the human soul in sensitive sorrow .Faint ’neath the sting of words from lips we love; Words which pursue ns morrow after morrow, For which no healing balm falls from above. IV Pause, then, ere uttering such in thoughtless moments; Pause ere they fall unheeled from the tongue; The road we tread is not o’er full of roses, Thorny its pathways are. Life is not long. Thebzsa Coblettb.
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Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 33, 10 November 1894, Page 11
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142The Home Circle Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 33, 10 November 1894, Page 11
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