IN LOFTIER VEIN

Te Aroha News, Volume XXVII, Issue 4402, 24 April 1909, Page 1

IN LOFTIER VEIN

• THE HIDDEN HOPE A second voice was at mine ear, A.iittle whisper, silver-clear, I A murmur, “ Be of better cheer.” A little hint to solace woe, A hint, a whisper breathing low, “ I may not speak of what I know.” * * * # * Such seemed the whisper at my side : ‘ ‘ What is it thou knowest sweet voice ?” ‘‘ I cried, “ A hidden hope,” the voice replied. So heavenly toned, that in that hour From out my sullen heart, a power Broke, like the rainbow from the shower, JTo feel s although no tongue can prove, s That every cloud that spreads above ; And veileth love, itself is love. — ' ; Tennyson.