VAGRANT VERSE
EVENING.
(Written for the Southland Times.) Purple tranquillity folds the hills like that serene, impartial mood
which resignation holds when ills may be ignored. The shadowed wood, a tomb of song, meets with disdain the tired breath of whispered sighs as day suspires. Across the plain a lingering fleck of sunshine flies from timbered tops and like a ghost slips through the shadows in the west. Now silence steals up from the coast of night, and earth sleeps on her breast. —Shaun O’Sullivan. Invercargill, June 4, 1930.
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Southland Times, Issue 21101, 5 June 1930, Page 4
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89VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 21101, 5 June 1930, Page 4
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