Poetry. Echoes.
Still the angel stars are shining, Still the rippling waters flow, But the angel voice is silent That I heard here long ago. Hark 1 the echoes murmur low, Long ago ? Still the wood is dim and lonely, Still the plashing fountains play; But the past, and all its beauty, Whither has it fled away ? Hark ! the mournful echoes Bay, Fled away? Still the bird of night cornplaineth — No, indeed, her eong is pain ; Visions of my happy hours, Do I (nil and call in vain ? Hark ! the echoes cry again All in vain 1 Cease, 0 echoeß, mournful echoes ! Once I loved your voices well ; Now my heart is sick and weary, Days of old, a long farewell 1 Hark ! the echoes sad and dreary Cry farewell, farewell.
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Waikato Times, Volume XXIV, Issue 1970, 21 February 1885, Page 5 (Supplement)
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131Poetry. Echoes. Waikato Times, Volume XXIV, Issue 1970, 21 February 1885, Page 5 (Supplement)
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