AT LAST.
Rest here at last, The long wav overpast— Eest here at home; Thy imc is run. Thy dreary journey dono, Thy last peak elomb. Twix. birth and death What day* of bitter bvca'h Were tliinc, alas ! Thy soul had si^ht _ To bco by day, by night, Strange phantoms pass— Thy restless heart In no ulad things had part, But dwelt alone, And night mid ('ay, Tn the old weary way, Made the o'd moan. But hero is 1 cst. For weary brain and breast, Deep re-it, complete, And neve more, Heart- weary and footsore, Shall btray thy feet - Thy feet that wont With such iong discontent Their wonted beat About thy room, AVith its deep seated gloom — Or through the street. Peith Drives them easeDeath gives thy spirit peace— Death lulls thee, qu:te — One thing alone Death leaves thee of thine own - Thy starless night. — Philip BouiiKKMAUriTON (recently deceased) in " Scribner's Magazine " for May.
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Te Aroha News, Volume V, Issue 206, 11 June 1887, Page 3
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156AT LAST. Te Aroha News, Volume V, Issue 206, 11 June 1887, Page 3
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