POETRY.

Te Aroha News, Volume IV, Issue 162, 24 July 1886, Page 5

POETRY.

| SELECTED AND ORIGINAL.] A SUMMER IDYL. She was a pretty lassie, And he was a jaunty lad ; They sat upon the Bcashore, And they watched the breakers glad. He whispered to her softly As he looked down in her eyes ; And her oheekß were turned to crimson lake the tint of aunset skies. And they kept it up all summer, And each gossip wagged her head, And bet that in the winter These two would surely wed. But they didn't ; for the lady Whom the lad wed months before Came down and yanked her h sband By the ear from off the shore; And he sat there nevermore. AN EASTER CUSTOM. I met her Easter morning In the old Cathedral aisle, And, early at the service, She gave me bow and smile. The sexton old had vanished, The organist asletp ; I asked if undent customs It were not well to keep. " Oh. yes !" she gravely answered ; " To which do yoa refer V " ' Tis one the Greeks now practise ; ' Tis pleasing I aver." "f h ! something quaint and olden ! And could we do it here?" Slyly I glanced about us, And saw no one was near. "I think we might," 1 answered. For bow could I resist? * " * I wonder if the preacher Knew borne one had been kissed ! PAINTING THE DREAM. liife painted a dream with tints of grey, "For tha world is Bad," eat i he ; But Love looked over his ehoulder— " Nay, Give up thy brush to me." love i> i* ted the dream with colours bright, *•* Tis a joyous world," said the ; "If only tby brushes be used aright, Nothing need dreary be."