GORSE
(Special Prize.) Mass upon mass, bush upon bush Of golden gorse on a green hillside; The bees and the insects strive and thrust Each other that they may be the first To taste the heady sweetness and to gorge Themselves upon the mellow fragrance . . . Would I could plunge my face among the blooms! O golden-yellow loveliness, whose wondrous hue Was borrowed from the sun's warm, early rays . . . God’s own created glory . . . The path
to Heaven Is strewn with golden blooms and many thorns. —Dew of June (Constance Williams, aged 16).
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Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 185, 26 October 1927, Page 6
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91GORSE Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 185, 26 October 1927, Page 6
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