MODERN LITE.
I sit in a' quaint old garden, With weather-stained, warm old walls, And over the blaze of the flowers The brown shadows cooling fall. * And the long lawns stretch before me, And I bathe my eyes in their green ; And the elms in the park stop swaying, For fear they should wake the scene. And the tall white church -on the hill- top Shines like a lighthouse rower ; And the sun seems to nod in heaven. As he diips out his golden shower. And the grey-eyed wife is smiling, Half asleep, with her band in mine, To see how her baby is striving To make the short daisies twine. And I sit in peace in the garden, An 1 my soul has a sense of home ; And my biain is straining to bursting, Thinking whence cash may come.
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Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 209, 1 February 1872, Page 7
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140MODERN LITE. Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 209, 1 February 1872, Page 7
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