Not to the Past.
Nay, not to the past, my loro, Though soft be the dying West,. Shall our thoughts Mke pilgrims go,, Nor unto the fading grove Or the now deserted nest Where the winds of Autumn blow.. Enough is, the present hour, With its light from Love's soft eyea And the stars that never set ; Here aye shall we build our bowev And under the cloudless skies Be strangers to all regret. Or, should there b& seed or dreams To temper on* over glee, As the Night's wing shades the Buff, Let. qa. woo the silvtry gleam* 01 tha happier days to be When thisgladsome d»y i«f dontf.
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Waikato Times, Volume XXIII, Issue 1944, 20 December 1884, Page 1 (Supplement)
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110Not to the Past. Waikato Times, Volume XXIII, Issue 1944, 20 December 1884, Page 1 (Supplement)
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