ORIGINAL POETRY.
•TO MY BROTHfifi.. *•■♦•* I TUo* man on life's demn U oft teifi^es^tosa'd, Aad rocked on its billowy breast, Yet sweet it t}e c^tlra when the atorm if lUbda'dj "Whea lulled by love's itroshine to rest Each" one has his moments of joy- and of peace, And all have their hopes of above ; • - 1 Yet still there reraains'a sad blank in the heart Bereft of a fond sister's love. Bat thee, my dear brother, such cannot befall : My heart clings with love unto thee ; - And now, in thy abtence, I pray for the hour That biinga back my brother to-me. What soothing nepenthe" ia poured o'er the heart : Sweet peace to the soul does it bring— The thought that in absence we are not forgot, "Which robs the cold world of its sting. But bright are the laurels thy labour shall yield ; Hoiiour tuid fame are in store ; ' " And sweet aye the pleasures that cluster the path That leads to the temple of lore.
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Tuapeka Times, Volume I, Issue 40, 14 November 1868, Page 6
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165ORIGINAL POETRY. Tuapeka Times, Volume I, Issue 40, 14 November 1868, Page 6
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