THE TEMPTER.
llcthinks I o;m remember her—so pure, so sweet, so fairAs when in tender years she played around her mother's chair; No star hast ever shone upon a child more fair than she; ily heart flowed o'er with love, for she was all the world to me.
I sec her now a maiden, grown to womanhood's estate. Ah! sad she looks, and sadder still has been that maiden's fate. A lover came, with falsest words, the pure, sweet maid to win; lie won her heart—she loved too well—that love became her sin.
He broke her heart; he went away to seek some fairer lloiver. And what becomes of her, the maid—the plaything of an hour? Cast out of home, unfortunate, without a friend she'll roam, While he goes smiling, breaking hearts —the serpent of the home. —Mrs. Adolpli Goldwate'r. New Plvntoutli.
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Taranaki Daily News, Volume L, Issue 61, 23 November 1907, Page 4
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142THE TEMPTER. Taranaki Daily News, Volume L, Issue 61, 23 November 1907, Page 4
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