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Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 196, 2 November 1871, Page 7

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A WOMAN'S LOVE Ajsentinel ange l sitting high in glory Heard this shrill wail ring gut from Purgatory . " Have meicy, mighty angel, hear my story ! 41 1 loved, — and, l>Unrl with passionate love I fell. Love brought me down to death, and death is

• Hell. For God is just, and death for sin is well. " I do not rage against His high decree. Nor far myself do ask that grace shall be ; But for my love on earth who mourns for me. " Great Spiiit I Let me see my love again And comfort him one hour, and I were fain To pay a thousand years of fire and pain." Then said the pitying angel, " Nay, repent That wild vow ! Look, the dial finger's bent Down to the last hour of thy punishment ! " But still she wailed, " I pray thee, let me go ! I cannot rise to peace and leave him so. O, let me soothe him in his bitter woe ! " The biazen gates ground sullenly ajar, / And upward, joyous like a laising star, She rose and vanished in the other far. u t soon, adown the dying sunset sailing, And lik* a wounded bird her junjons trailing, -She flutteied back, with brokeii-liear£e<l wuil-

ing. She sobbed,-" I found him by the summer sea Keclined, his head upon a maide's knee, — She curled his hair and kissed him. Woe is me!" She wept, " Now let my punishment begin ! I have been fond and foolish. Let me in • To expiate my sorrow and my sin." The angel answered, "Nay sad soul, go

higher ! To be deceived in your true heart's desire Was bitterer than a thousand years of fire ! "