Night Has Fallen
The lordly council of trees has died away, Stilled is the wind and the gongs of the tui are still The bush has drunk to the full from the flagon of day And quiet is on the hill.
The darkness is waiting, stealthily ready to. slip Into my camp and smother the candlelight. All the forest lies fathom on fathom deep In the starless tides of night.
The embers are dying. The flame of the candle flares, I alone am awake in the totara glade. Under a king who has reigned for a hundred years My bed of bracken is made.
By ARTHUR WOLSELEY RUSSELL
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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 851, 20 December 1929, Page 3 (Supplement)
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108Night Has Fallen Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 851, 20 December 1929, Page 3 (Supplement)
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