SUN AND RAIN.
A young wife stood at the lattice-pane, In a study sad and " brown," Watching the dreary, ceaseless rain, Steadily pouring down — Drip, drip, drip, It kept on its tireless play ; And the poor little woman sigh'd "Ah, me ! What a wretched, weary day."
An eager hand at the door, A step as of one in haste, A kiss on her lip once more, And an arm around her waist ; Throb, throb, throb. Went her little heart, grateful and gay, As she thought, with a smile, " Well, after all, It isn't so dull a day !"
Forgot was the plashing rain, And the lowering skies above, For the sombre room was lighted again By the blessed sun ot love ! " Love, love, love !" Ban the little wife's murmur'd lay ; " Without, it may threaten and frow if it will ; Within, what a golden day !"'
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Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 134, 1 September 1870, Page 7
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143SUN AND RAIN. Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 134, 1 September 1870, Page 7
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