Poetry. Next of Kin.
N\tive land hadst tbou not, Born out at sea ; Named for the rocking ship, Cradle to thee. Voyage Ihine verily Over life 'a wave, Owing earth barely for Tiniest grave. Never I looked on theo, Thy little span Mpftsurecl and ended long Ere mine began. Yet have I yearned to thee, Yearn to thee yet ; Strangely my spirit turns From the world's fret ; Dwells on the thought ef thee, Hungcra to know How it has fared with thee Since long ago. Art thou the baby still ? Or hast thou flown— Have I for near of kin Angel full-grown ? Free from earth's soil and sting, Blest in thy lot, Dost tbou not sadden for Ua who are not ? Doat thon not hover near Sometimes to me, Pant to come face to face— As I to thee? Bitter the barrier — Oh, 'twere divine : Friend without clay to grate Harsh upon mine 1 Should I havo graco to win Lowliest gate To thy beatitude, Stand thon in wait 1 Hold, thou, and tenderly Smile dovvn on me; Tonch these blurred eyes of mine, That I may tee 1 Lead me and comfort me, Dear unbeguiled, — Thoa the grown sister, and I the young child I James T. McKay. — In the Century.
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Waikato Times, Volume XXV, Issue 2081, 7 November 1885, Page 1 (Supplement)
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212Poetry. Next of Kin. Waikato Times, Volume XXV, Issue 2081, 7 November 1885, Page 1 (Supplement)
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