THE ONLY SON.
0 bitter wind toward the sunset blowing, What of the da^es to-night? In yonder gray old hall what flies are glowing, What ring of festal light ? In the great window as the day was dwindling I saw an old man gtand ; His head was proudly held and' his eyes kindling, But the list shook in his hand. O wind of twilight, was there no word uttered, No sound of joy or wail 1 ? " A great fight and a good death," he [ muttered ; " Tiugt him, he would not fall." What of the chamber dark where she was lying For whom all life is done ? Within her heart she rocKs a djaad child, crying : "My son. my little son."
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Waimate Daily Advertiser, Volume II, Issue 145, 15 May 1900, Page 3
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120THE ONLY SON. Waimate Daily Advertiser, Volume II, Issue 145, 15 May 1900, Page 3
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