SELECT. POETRY.
. THY WORK IS DONE. / ' The sunlight sheds its glory ; *- About the city's ways, And joy and peace and gladness Citch life beneath its rays. But in a bleak; cold garret, ! < . What s^es the noontide sun ! One working, wan and weary, Her work is not yet done. And when the shadows gather — There by the moon's soft light She plies her task — but hearken I • Strange voices of the night ! They seem to whisper round her— " .Rest thee, thy crown is won ; Soon shalt thou rest from labor, Soon shall thy work be done." And in the morn's, glad sunlight She lay there cold and dead , To the great God who gave it Her weary soul hath fled. She heard the angels singing From ways beyond the sun— " Come home, come home to : Heaven, Rest thee, thy work is done."
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Tuapeka Times, Volume VI, Issue 291, 28 August 1873, Page 7
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141SELECT. POETRY. Tuapeka Times, Volume VI, Issue 291, 28 August 1873, Page 7
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